Tong Wanwan walked over.

She looked into the fridge.

I saw a puppy's head in a tray with bloody ravioli next to it.

What about dog meat?

Looking at the ravioli, she seemed to guess something.

She recalled that Uncle Zhang, who was honest just now, said that he made wontons for his daughter before going out, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

The wonton stuffing he wrapped was just that of the poor dog?

So, Uncle Zhang has had a problem for a long time!

Tong Wanwan remembered that her grandfather was outside alone, so she hurriedly closed the refrigerator door, took Song Yuexiu's hand and walked out again.

"What are you going to do in a hurry?" Song Yuexiu grabbed her, not liking her impatient appearance.

"Lord—"

As soon as Tong Wanwan said a word, Uncle Zhang came in at some point, still holding a knife in his hand.

He looked at them and smiled very gloomily, "If you want to eat chicken legs and pig brains, you want the freshest, freshest, and freshest ........."

He kept repeating those words.

His eyes looked at them from top to bottom, and the more he looked, the more fanatical he became.

He came with a knife in his hand.

The distance is getting closer.

Tong Wanwan subconsciously took Song Yue behind her and grabbed a spatula, "Don't come here!" ”

Song Yuexiu: .......

This little woman!

He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her behind him.

Uncle Zhang's knife swung down, Song Yuexiu calmly avoided it, turned around, and slashed towards the wrist he was holding.

The knife fell to the ground with a clatter.

Uncle Zhang tried to pick it up, but Song Yuexiu grabbed his hand, twisted it, kicked him to the knee, and pressed him to the ground.

The action is done in one go!

I didn't expect Song Yuexiu to be quite powerful.

"Find a rope!" Song Yuexiu said coldly.

Tong Wanwan rummaged around the kitchen, but didn't find it, and ripped off the hair tie on her head, "Is it okay to use this?" ”

“…… Why don't you pull a hair of your hair for me? "Song Yuexiu is really convinced.

"I can't find it," Tong Wanwan said, looking at the belt around his waist, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he touched his crotch.

Slender hand, directly unfastened his belt.

"......." Song Yuexiu couldn't believe his eyes, "Luo Qiao, what are you doing!! ”

"I'm going to—" Tong Wanwan pulled with all her strength to feed.

"You-" Song Yuexiu was touched by her and her blood boiled, and her handsome face was also red, "Is it appropriate for you to do these at this time?" If you want me to go back, you can! Stop me now. ”

"It has to be now!" Tong Wanwan was like a tug-of-war, and he struggled again, and finally pulled it away.

She used the kitchen knife on the ground, chopped the belt into thin strips, and then handed it to Song Yuexiu, "Tie it." ’

Song Yuexiu looked at the woman with messy hair and crimson face, and felt an urge to strangle her. He took the belt and tied Uncle Zhang's hands.

Uncle Zhang, who was pressed to the ground, sobbed like a woman, "If you want to eat chicken legs and pig brains, she wants to eat them, I want to make them for her!" ”

Song Yuexiu picked up Uncle Zhang from the ground and pushed him out of the kitchen.

In the restaurant.

Xiao Zhang "performed" the difficult yoga movements like acrobatics.

Grandpa was watching her "performance".

I don't know that my grandfather thinks that my grandfather is an examiner at the film school, so it's just a sentence, start your performance now!

"Grandpa, you should take these two ghosts quickly." Tong Wanwan is going to kneel for this old urchin.

"Did you hear it, my granddaughter-in-law is already impatient, I want to let you live, but you are obsessed, providence, I can only accept you." Song Tianqi shouted at Xiao Zhang, who had become hypochondriasis.

"......." Tong Wanwan blinked speechlessly, grandpa, you are really my own grandfather!

Just as Grandpa was about to start his work, someone kicked open the iron door outside the door.