Xiaotian is back, and Dr. Lin is also back together.

“Eat together”

Cao Yi said to Xiaotian.

"good"

Xiaotian, who is also a foodie, was very polite to use his magic power to capture a few plates of cooked food and fruits.

"Hello, Taoist priest"

Dr. Lin pulled a chair in front of him and sat down directly.

Cao Yi directly ignored him and said to Xiaotian: "Eat more fruits."

Although Xiaotian nodded, he could eat cooked food and summer holly, and the barbecue that Zhao Li roasted was not vague at all.

Dr. Lin snapped his fingers.

The diners who were originally crowded in the buffet restaurant left in less than half a minute.

Dr. Lin stood up, pretended to sort out his clothes, and said, "I will introduce myself formally. My name is Ichiro Torimon"

"Don't eat so quickly, your mouth is full of oil"

Cao Yi took out a piece of paper from the paper tray and wiped Xiaotian's mouth.

Xiaotian nodded repeatedly, but his mouth did not stop.

"Master Cao, you are so rude. I'm talking to you."

Dr. Lin, or Ichiro Torimon, had a hint of anger in his eyes.

In this mental hospital for decades, he has always been like a local emperor.

This is the first time someone has taken his words as a warning to him.

"Xiaotian, eat slowly, no one will compete with you, don't be so ugly in your eating habits."

Cao Yi's voice increased a little.

Xiaotian's body shook, and his eating speed slowed down a lot.

Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing, who were only slightly faster in their eating speed, subconsciously slowed down.
Chapter completed!