Godly Auxiliary System

The two of them walked on the road.    

But Ye Lee felt weird, "Why are you staring at my face?"    

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at him and said, "Let me see if you've mutated somewhere. It's only been a few months and you've already caused so much trouble."    

Ye Lee almost choked on his saliva, "I knew it, you little mouth is still so sarcastic, can't you have any good points? "How did it become a mutated one here?"    

Zhao Xiaoyu expressed her doubts, "This advantage of yours is too obvious."    

Ye Lee, "..."    

When he thought about it carefully, what he had done was very outstanding. This was not easy to explain, and there was no way to explain it.    

Zhao Xiaoyu pouted: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. Come and accompany me for a stroll."    

Ye Lee spread out his hands: "Extremely honored."    

"..."    

The bustling pedestrian street of the capital.    

Shopping was a woman's nature, and Zhao Xiaoyu was no exception. Not long after, Ye Lee who was carrying a big bag and running behind, felt that his superhuman body was unable to keep up.    

"Ye Lee, is this good?"    

Zhao Xiaoyu tried out a set of red colored clothes, which matched up with her petite body, revealing her extremely beautiful long legs.    

Ye Lee could not help but nod his head, "Not bad."    

Zhao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him. "But I think it's too bright."    

"…"    

"What about this one?"    

Ye Lee looked again. This time, it was a set of light colored cowboys, they were also very cute and playful, "En, Little Qingxin Feng, not bad."    

Zhao Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked, "It doesn't seem to be fashionable anymore, Little Fresh."    

"…"    

"What about this one?"    

Ye Lee finally understood what "torture" meant for men.    

It was getting late.    

Ye Lee who had just left the shopping mall was already filled with boredom, but he was full of energy, especially after walking around the streets, he felt much better, and giggled: "Alright, don't put on a face like that. Seeing that you're willing to give it your all this afternoon, this young miss will treat you to a meal."    

"What do you want to eat?" Ye Lee couldn't help but look up. He was indeed a little hungry.    

"You'll know when you get there."    

Before long, the two of them arrived at a "primitive tribe".    

The restaurant's decorations were very unique, it had an ancient flavor, the signboard was the scene of a wild man holding a barbecue, but Ye Lee was startled, "Another barbecue?"    

"Hee hee, it's delicious here."    

Zhao Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue. Along with that mischievous expression, Ye Lee was instantly adorned with blood all over her face. She did not even have the time to notice the welcoming beauty who was wearing a short grass skirt at the side of the shop.    

The interior decoration was very unique, but in reality, it was still a dry barbecue business. Roasting whole sheep was one of the signature dishes.    

Just as Zhao Xiaoyu sat down and impatiently ordered a pile of things, the waiter couldn't help but smile.    

Before long, the barbecued dishes were served one by one, and the fragrance of the barbecued meat was rich.    

Ye Lee picked up a skewer filled with barbecue meat and bit down on it. The slightly charred brown meat was fresh and tender inside, the surface was crisp and fragrant, while the innermost part was delicate and smooth.    

Ye Lee tasted a bunch of them, and his eyes lit up as he started to eat with relish. Zhao Xiaoyu was also not polite at all, with her fiery hot and straightforward personality, she did not know what it meant to be reserved at all.    

After going through a sweeping and sweeping process on the table, Zhao Xiaoyu touched her belly grudgingly: "It's all because you didn't stop me from eating the meat. I feel like I'm going to grow fat."    

Ye Lee laughed playfully, "I didn't force you to eat, you ate faster than me!"    

"I don't care, my stomach is already so big, it's all your fault …" Zhao Xiaoyu said.    

Ye Lee was startled.    

The waiter who was walking past the table couldn't help but to glance at the two of them with a playful expression.    

Zhao Xiaoyu also knew that she had said the wrong thing and blushed.    

The two of them rested for a while. Just as they were about to pay the bill, a fatty wearing a suit walked over and said with a smile, "Congratulations to the two of you."    

Ye Lee said: What are you congratulating me for?    

The fat man in a suit said politely, "I am the boss of the primitive tribe. According to the rules of our store, you two are today's 199th and 300th customers, so tonight's expenses are all free and you can get a grand gift worth 1000 yuan."    

"Is there such a good thing?" Ye Lee was immediately stunned.    

Zhao Xiaoyu cheered excitedly: "Go receive the award, go receive the award!"    

The boss brought them to the center of the dance floor and said with a polite smile, "Next up, let's have a dance. As long as you get more than half the audience's approval, you will receive a grand gift. Of course, regardless of failure, tonight will be free of charge."    

Ye Lee was startled, this shop had its own tricks, "But I don't know how to dance too."    

Zhao Xiaoyu's face turned red, she was too full, "I don't know either."    

At this moment, the customers below all cheered, "Jump one, jump one!"    

The boss laughed, "Just jump. Of course, if you really don't know how to dance, you can do some impromptu performances or sing a song. As long as it can move the audience today."    

Ye Lee thought for a while, then said: "Then let's sing, I'm good at that."    

Soon the waiter brought the microphone.    

The music started.    

Ye Lee stood on stage as the lights on the stage shone onto his face. A gentle and gentle voice softly sang:    

Remember the number of the hotel that day    

Remain smiling as he leaves    

The whole city was so light that day    

Walk along the street for half a mile    

I remember the yellow face of the street lamp    

"..."    

This "Agreement" was a classic old love song in Cantonese. Many people were familiar with it and had heard it before.    

The scene had been noisy.    

However, when Ye Lee started to sing, the entire shop suddenly became quiet, and many people were stunned.    

The customer with half a skewer of roast meat in his mouth stared wide-eyed at the incredulous expression on the stage. "This song …"    

A slightly intoxicated expression appeared on the face of the waitress in the grass skirt. "This song is really nice to hear."    

The boss was at a loss for words. He pulled Staff over and whispered, "What's going on? Did you get it wrong? How did you release the original singing?"    

Staff's face became even more confused: "No, boss, I'm just playing the accompaniment. If you don't believe me, look!"    

The boss saw that it really was the accompaniment. Upon seeing the stage, his face immediately turned shocked. The microphone in his shop was not some high-end equipment. It was only a few thousand yuan worth of equipment.    

However, the other people's attention was completely attracted by the song. The entire shop seemed to have suddenly become a concert venue. Only the figure holding the microphone on the stage and the melody of the singing could be heard.