Chapter 175: Father of the Kitchen God 1

Ji Qianhong was woken up by two very special smells, one was the stench of food corruption, and the other was the tempting appetite of fried green onions.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was lying on a large garbage can, the stench was coming from the garbage can, and there was a clean garbage bag at her feet, which contained a kind of food in the shape of green onion cakes.

Although she was weak, she rolled hard, from the trash can to Lin.

There was a shabby but fairly thick Simmons mattress on the floor, which was why she dared to roll it down.

Before leaving the last world, she was sucked some life by Tuoba and fought to the death, and was cut in the shoulder by a scimitar and lost a lot of blood.

When she teleported, because there was no aura in that world, it consumed the mental power she had stored for a long time, so she was really dizzy now, and she didn't have any strength.

Knowing nothing about this new world, she could only keep her whole body on guard, praying that the first person she met was not a bad person, and then when she raised her eyes, she saw an eight- or nine-year-old boy standing not far away.

"Woman, you're so dirty! How long has it been since you took a shower? The boy asked in a crisp, nice voice.

Ji Qianhong looked carefully, saw his delicate eyebrows, the boy smiled harmlessly, walked to her and squatted down, stretched out his hand and poked her face.

"Tsk, I can't find a clean place on my face, we won't lack water in Hangzhou, alas! Why are you so lazy as a woman? The boy shook his head, disgusted.

"Whose child are you? So rude, didn't you see my sister hurt? Ji Qianhong was lying on the broken Simmons mattress, unable to speak.

"Ye is not a child, Ye is the ninth master of the Mo family, you can call me Mo Jiuye. Also, you dirty woman, don't want to take advantage of the master, the master has no sister! The boy showed a vicious appearance, with a porcelain-white face, narrow eyes, and ruddy lips, with this expression, it was so cute, Ji Qianhong couldn't help laughing.

She smiled and tugged at the wound on her shoulder, "Hiss! It hurts! She couldn't help but gasp.

It is common for the world to be hurt in the last days, but in the last world, as a princess, she was so used to being pampered that such pain was unbearable.

"Your shoulder...... Is this being slashed with a knife? The boy was suddenly interested, and leaned over her shoulder.

Ji Qianhong rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Hey, woman, do you want to come with me? I promise to heal your wounds! The boy blinked, a sly expression.

"You can't be a gang of human traffickers, are you?" Ji Qianhong became vigilant.

"Cut~ Look at your body, you have to have no chest, you have no waist, the traffickers have really kidnapped you, maybe you will smash your hands, and you have to take care of your food and clothing!" The boy said disdainfully.

Only then did Ji Qianhong remember to look at her body, thirteen or fourteen-year-old skinny and stunted, with a height of only 140, and for a moment she wondered if she was possessed by someone else.

In the first two years after she left the Universiade Dynasty, she was crazy in height, she had already exceeded 165, and her body was also very well developed, with a convex and backward curved body, where did her originally beautiful and tall body go?

Could it be that he was unlucky and encountered a space-time rift in the teleportation? And then because of overconsumption, it became this malnourished look?