The monkey picked up the bottle, opened it and drank a few sips: "Our boss is going with his aunt, and he will be there in a while. By the way, lady boss, please prepare a glass of our boss' favorite Xingxingdian. If she comes later, she doesn't like it." If you drink it, I think it will be better for both of us."

"Speak ill of me in front of the beautiful women again." Ji Rou came to the back of the monkey at some point, and slapped the monkey's shoulder hard, scaring him into a shiver.

The monkey shrank his shoulders: "Boss, how dare I speak ill of you, I asked the proprietress to prepare you the little bits and pieces you like."