Mo Qingyu never thought that people who had only met so many sides would help people so casually, not to mention, just a sentence from the fat cook completely reversed the whole situation, and it seemed that inadvertently, her guilt was completely cleared, if it weren't for him, even if the body could not be found, Mo Qingyu's suspicion still couldn't get rid of it well.

The fat cook looked at Mo Qingyu with a wrenched face, and it was rare to be serious, he couldn't help muttering twice, secretly complaining that there was no good errand to find him, and after struggling for a while, the fat cook finally gave up explaining, and simply took advantage of Mo Qingyu's inattention, so he directly picked up and walked, "You girl, what are you doing at a young age to look like a little old man?" I'm big fat but I helped you, and I didn't eat you, go, you fat cook is stupid, I can't explain this clearly, it's so bad that you have calculated something by your little slippery head, I'll take you to someone, whether he is willing to explain it to you depends on your girl's ability~"

As he spoke, the fat cook didn't wait for Mo Qingyu to reply, hummed a little song lightly, and strode forward, obviously seeing Mo Qingyu's somewhat deflated expression, and he was in a very good mood.

Originally, Mo Qingyu thought that the fat cook was going to take her back to Jifang Courtyard to see someone, but she made a big bend halfway through, and actually walked straight out of the house, seeing Mo Qingyu's brows couldn't help but wrinkle even tighter, feeling that the whole thing seemed to be filled with a thick layer of fog, as if she felt that something was not right, but she couldn't see through it with her eyes wide.

At this time, I have to go out of the house, Mo Qingyu can't figure it out, but compared to staying in the palace of King Sumire, of course Mo Qingyu prefers to be outside the house, as soon as she gets out of the palace of King Sumire, the mood is suddenly very good, those troubles that are entangled in my heart, since I can't figure it out, Mo Qingyu simply threw it to the back of her head one by one, if it weren't for Mo Qingyu that she would definitely not be able to run away from the hands of the fat cook, she really wanted to slip away at once and never enter the palace again?

The mood was put aside, Mo Qingyu's face was also a little more pleasant, Sheng'an City was very quiet in the middle of the night, and even the watchman was dozing off, feeling that there seemed to be only her and the fat cook on the whole street.

Moreover, a little to Mo Qingyu's surprise, the fat cook's skills are extremely extraordinary, more than twice as fast as the average person's footsteps, and his movements holding Mo Qingyu are actually very safe, along the way, there is no bump in sight, which can't help but remind Mo Qingyu of the fat cook's actions before, the movements are extremely flexible, not clumsy at all.

With such skills, such a deep hide, is the fat chef really just an ordinary chef?! Mo Qingyu's thoughts couldn't help but become a little confused, and he couldn't help but be full of curiosity about the person he was about to meet.

You know, in the previous life, Mo Qingyu stayed in the palace of King Jin for so long, and he never knew that the fat cook was such a subtle existence, but he didn't expect to come back to such a time and see something far different from the previous life.

The distance seems to be a little far, even with the fat cook's faster and faster steps, it is enough to rush for nearly half an hour, knowing that even if he wants to ask something, the fat chef may not answer much, Mo whispered and simply did not ask, and when the fat cook's figure gradually stopped, the sky had begun to brighten, and the fat cook pointed to the small manor under his finger, "The person you want to see is there, we have arrived." ”

Saying that, the fat cook jumped directly, without any notice, he jumped directly into the small manor, and before the fat cook's figure stopped, at this time, at the corner of one of the small rooms, there happened to be a middle-aged man in plain clothes walking out, and he was not surprised to see the fat cook, he just nodded, but stayed on Mo Qingyu's body for a few more points, just muttered two sentences in great confusion, "Strange, strange, How did Childe fall in love with a girl who didn't have any hair, even the second girl who was in charge of cleaning was much more material than this girl, with a ...... with a chest and an ass."

These words sounded like muttering, but the middle-aged man didn't deliberately lower his voice, but let Mo Qingyu listen to it word for word, in an instant, Mo Qingyu's face was a little dark, and his whole face couldn't help but wrinkle into a bun, and he didn't look angry, she was just a girl who was a little over seven years old, don't these guys look at age? ! At every turn, it means that she has no breasts and no ass, if she really has breasts and ass, it is estimated that she will become a monster at this time!

Mo Qingyu has always believed in her words, and it wasn't until she met the second girl later that she knew how these guys' strange cognition came from, the girl named Erya, in terms of age, is really only two years older than Mo Qingyu, but it is convex and backward, and the small waist is so lightly bunched, and the figure and face are the nine streets that killed Mo Qingyu......

"Look, it's all my mouth, Childe often says that I'm a rectum, and some words will just jump out, don't mind," Seeing Mo whispering and wrinkling his face, the middle-aged man knew that he had said something more, and couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment, and then said, "Childe has been waiting for you for a long time, so you can go in directly." ”

The fat cook nodded, and then put Mo Qingyu down lightly, pointed in a certain direction of the inner room, and pushed Mo Qingyu to signal her to go in, "Childe's house is in there, go in directly and I'll be, I won't go in if I'm fat, just call me some when I leave later......"

Saying that, the fat cook was really relieved to let Mo Qingyu go in alone, turned around, and hooked up with the middle-aged man's shoulder, while walking, he could still hear the loud voices of the two men coming from not far away, "Lao Jiang, there is nothing left in the child's small kitchen, just after a while, my stomach is deflated again......"

"Lao Zhang, aren't you hungry all the time? If you're a cook, can you starve yourself? If you let Childe hear this, he will definitely have to punish you well......"

The voice faded away, and after a while, he couldn't hear it, Mo whispered slowly and walked to the front of the room, with a uncertain look in his eyes, and took a few deep breaths before he dared to step forward......