Wang Zhenyuan first found some Longjing, West Lake, which he treasured to reminisce about the past in his office. He also asked someone to wash and bring up some flying star fruits brought by Zhang Xiaofan.

But after Wang Zhenyuan first saw the flying star zhuguoshu, he realized that the fruit tree was really as extraordinary as Zhang Xiaofan said. The whole body was emerald green, and he didn't know how long the fruit tree had been pulled out of the soil by Zhang Xiaofan.

Just, let Wang Zhenyuan feel very inconceivable is that this fruit tree even a slightly yellow, decaying leaves are invisible.

Each leaf is as like as two peas, and shows a little scarlet. The flying stars, which are hidden in the leaves, seem to be carved out of a mold. No matter what size or gloss, they are the same.

Each flying star fruit is about the size of an adult's fist. Its whole body is as red as a leaf. On the other hand, it looks like a flame hanging on a branch. It looks very crystal clear and gives people a great appetite.

Wang Zhenyuan first made a cup of tea for everyone in the office, including song Chenghui who brought Zhang Xiaofan here.

It has to be said that Wang Zhenyuan's act of making tea for him in person really excited the leader of the special forces of Raytheon.

It is true that song Chenghui is the leader of Raytheon special forces and has a close personal relationship with Wang Zhenyuan. But even so, song Chenghui's status alone is far from enough to make Wang Zhenyuan and old general Wang pour tea for him, OK?

A cup of tea, a mouthful of fruit.

At that time, the whole room was full of fruit fragrance. All the people felt was a sweet juice with a slight warm current, which suddenly poured into their mouth, and then turned into a warm, sweet hot spring and penetrated into their stomach.

"Boom..."

The next moment, all of them have the feeling of being blown up. This kind of feeling is unrestrained. There is a tornado in their body, sweeping away. The internal organs are constantly washed away by this warm current. There is also a feeling of unspeakable crispness.

As if, all the pores of the whole body are open at this moment, there is a kind of unspeakable comfort, happiness.

"This flying star Zhuguo is so magical. It's really a spirit fruit tree, just like instructor Zhang said."

At this time, song Chenghui could not help but open his eyes and subconsciously expressed what he thought in his heart.

He is a "roughneck" himself, and more than 99% of song Chenghui's personal life is spent in the training camp of Raytheon special forces.

Therefore, unlike Wang Zhenyuan, song Chenghui does not like to edify and cultivate his sentiment. He likes to eat some delicious food to satisfy his appetite.

But no matter how ignorant song Chenghui was, after he tasted the fruit himself, he felt that the taste of the fruit was very good.

"Indeed, the taste is really wonderful, this sweet, warm feeling, really like a stream of heat in the four limbs, the viscera constantly wandering."

At this time, you also nodded to one side, echoed and said.

"It's so delicious. I've never tasted such delicious fruit in most of my life. Even the blood orange in the special fund collected by some old people is far inferior to it. There is no comparability between the two."

Wang Zhenyuan can't help shaking his head and sighing.

"As I have said before, this is a fruit tree. The key is not its taste. As long as you keep eating it for a long time, it will prolong your life."