Everyone In The Universe Is My Food Fan
Chapter 71 Table of contents

Chapter 71: Wow, Tail

 

There was a somewhat questioning tone in this, and Qiu Dao immediately explained, “We just finished overtime training, and coincidentally, this streamer started broadcasting.”

 

“We just happened to taste it, to relieve fatigue.”

 

The effect of eating a meal to relieve tense spirits was something that was stamped with the approval of the General.

 

They both explained in detail.

 

Mo Si raised his gaze, “I don’t have the intention to punish you, no need to be so cautious.”

 

“Just came to ask you some questions.”

 

“You should have just finished eating. Has your mental fatigue been relieved?”

 

Qiu Dao and Chang Bei both raised their hands, saying they felt their spirits had improved.

 

Mo Si nodded slightly.

 

Perhaps sensing that Mo Si’s curiosity about Jiang Jiujiu’s livestream had reached its peak during this time, coupled with the fact that he had just finished chatting with Terry, the General’s tone and attitude were so good, Chang Bei felt as if he had taken a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall, and forcibly started his recommendation method.

 

“General, the dishes this streamer makes are really delicious.”

 

“I think anyone can give it a try, as long as you try it, you will never forget the taste… General, you can also give it a try. You’ve been busy handling confidential matters for the Legion and the Expeditionary Force, you really should give it a try.”

 

He put a lot of effort into recommending it, and Mo Si had a moment of astonishment, “I see.”

 

He had the most outstanding perception genes in the Federation, and no one could understand that taste better than him—

 

“In the future, during non-public hours, after finishing the training that needs to be done, you can watch the livestreams, there’s no need to be so cautious.”

 

“We understand.”

 

“Understood!”

 

“You may continue.”

 

After Mo Si finished speaking, he turned and went to the office.

 

At this moment, Qiu Dao with a sharp eyes finally noticed that Mo Si had actually wearing a cloak. “Strange, did the General go inspect the Legion?”

 

“Huh? No.”

 

“Why… did he suddenly put on a cloak?” Only during inspections would the General be so formal.

 

“Maybe it’s just a habit.” Chang Bei was always easygoing, “Don’t think about the cloak, look at the General’s calm appearance, he definitely doesn’t care!”

 

“He definitely won’t watch the livestream. Ah, General really… missed out on so many delicacies, too bad.”

 

“Don’t regret it. Can you imagine the General watching the livestream on a terminal?” Qiu Dao glanced at him.

 

Chang Bei instantly choked.

 

 

Well, indeed, it’s hard to imagine.

 

Being teased by his two deputies as “unable to enjoy the world’s finest delicacies,” Mo Si, who was feeling irritated, walked into his office, his brows furrowing slightly, his expression somewhat troubled.

 

There were books on the desk, and he subconsciously picked one up and sat down. Soon, the soft and strange pressure made his expression strange as he stood up again.

 

There were no mirrors in the office, but there’s only one reason why the well-fitting pants, suddenly become tight.

 

The intense flavor of that dish today rushed into his mind, hitting the softness at the bottom of his heart, causing Mo Si to lose control of his tail for a moment.

 

That tail protruded from the base of his tailbone, lifting up his pants.

 

It made him uncomfortable to sit or stand.

 

The friction made him feel uncomfortable all over.

 

He wanted to know if the inability to control his genes was a personal reaction, so he put on the cloak, feeling uncomfortable, and found that Qiu Dao and Chang Bei had no such reaction.

 

He turned out to be an exception.

 

For some reason, Mo Si reached out and pressed down on the furry bulge behind him.

 

After pressing it down and releasing his hand, it immediately bounced back to life.

 

Mo Si: …

 

 

“What happened to the general today? Why did he go back wearing a cloak?”

 

“… Who knows, is there a banquet?”

 

“It feels a bit strange.” Qiu Dao stared at the corner of the cloak. Suddenly, the figure of the man with a fierce aura turned his head, and the dark eyes met Qiu Dao’s gaze.

 

Qiu Dao subconsciously turned his head, and after Mo Si left, he thoughtfully said, “The General seems to really dislike people watching him today.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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