It's not good to let Amy stay there, Tumon will notice something is wrong as soon as she comes in.

Shen Fei immediately rushed over and stuffed Amy into the passage of the tree trunk, its round belly was really in the way, and it took Shen Fei a lot of effort to push it to the side of the hammock.

Then Shen Fei came back and put away the skeleton of the roast chicken that was left over from the bowl.

Erqin doesn't need to chew much to eat sweet apricots, although it starts late, it ends the fastest. Shen Fei took the apricot kernel away first, and found that it still had apricot flesh stuck to its claws, and immediately took it away, leaving no evidence.

Only then did he realize that there were still remnants of the greasy leaves left over from eating chicken in the cracks of his paws, because he had not designated these things to be taken away by his mind, nor had he wiped them with lettuce leaves, so there must have been a lot of remnants on his paws, and he could clearly see that there were dots of shiny oil flowers left on the tiles where he passed. Looking at it, there are also some remnants on the drawer handles of the chest of drawers, which are relatively clear.

After Shen Fei eliminated the grease in the cracks of his paws, he walked back to clean up the scene along the way he came, and touched them one by one with his paws.

Walking under Amy's tree trunk passage, he realized that some grease may have been smeared on Amy's fur just now, but the focus was not on this aspect just now, but he noticed that the corners of Amy's mouth did not find any food residue, and his paws seemed to be licked clean with his tongue, so he couldn't see any greasy.

Shen Fei immediately climbed up from the passage, and Amy was lying there with her stomach upright on all fours, because the hammock was sunken, but it didn't show that her belly was big.

Shen Fei flipped it over and checked it, although the two traces were not very obvious, if Du Meng stared at Amy, it was possible to find these unknown attachments on its white and soft fur, so he quickly removed it.

Shen Fei felt that the function he had just discovered was really great, because of his thoughts, as long as the claws touched, everything he wanted to clear would disappear like magic.

He looked at Amy, who was staring at him inexplicably, and wondered what his tight skin would look like if he took away Amy's soft hair.

But this prank idea only came to the head for a moment, whether it succeeded or not, he didn't have time to try it now, what if the collected hair didn't go back? Now there were only three minutes to go, and the cubicle had to be ventilated.

He immediately ran down from the canopy passage to the honeypot's hut, and suddenly felt the urge to beat the honeypot!

This guy has never eaten such a rich food with seasonings, it is estimated that he is in a hurry, and the bitten bones are thrown into the small bucket according to the rules, so that Du Meng can clean up, but the ground in the hut is full of minced meat and bone residue of roast chicken, as if his mouth is leaking.

Grandma's honey bear!

Shen Fei didn't care about settling accounts with it, and hurriedly began to clean up and collect it, fortunately, the corners of the honey pot's mouth and claws were licked clean, otherwise it was unknown whether Shen Fei could complete a comprehensive cleanup in such a short time. The honeypot guy is stubborn, sometimes he is beaten up, and he refuses to give in, Shen Fei's speed of crawling and jumping will never be able to catch up with it, but I am afraid that it will leave marks everywhere with oil splashes, and it will not tire Shen Fei half to death?

The ventilation facilities began to operate, and Shen Fei, who was busy and out of breath, returned to the chest of drawers, and did not forget to clean the drawer handles and the grease stains on the chest of drawers.

The aroma of roast chicken in the compartment became fainter and fainter, and when the ventilation was over, he sniffed it carefully, and he could barely smell it. No matter how hard you try to smell it, even if you know that there is roast chicken in it, it is difficult to discern what it smells like.

This result was expected, but Shen Fei still dared to put his mind at this moment, so he went down and opened the door of the compartment, so as not to make Du Meng feel abnormal when he saw it.

Tumon was really "late" again, and it took an hour and a half to come out of the bedroom.

After she finished washing, she prepared breakfast for Shen Fei and them.

As soon as she entered the compartment with a large tray, she smelled a different smell from usual, twitched her nose slightly, looked around, and found nothing abnormal, guessing that it might be an external smell during ventilation, after all, the smell was very light.

She yawned, as if she hadn't woken up yet, and replaced Erqin and Amy's empty food bowls with the food bowl containing fresh food.

When she put food on Xiao Tangyuan, she felt that these eight little bats were not quite right, so she didn't hide in the depths of the banana leaves to rest, not to mention, but also crowded at the door of the banana leaf tent, like a bunch of yellow and white small furballs, mung bean-like eyes, all staring directly at Shen Fei.

Shen Fei's gaze kept following Du Meng's movements, and when he saw this, he was angry and funny. These eight little guys must think that they didn't give them anything to eat, and this is because they have an opinion about themselves.

However, Shen Fei was really glad that they couldn't communicate with Du Meng, otherwise they would definitely be very unjustly sued at this moment, and they would not consider whether Shen Fei had the obligation to give them something to eat, and would only accuse Shen Fei of being treated differently.

Du Meng observed for a while, and couldn't determine what was going on, but it was certain that the little dumplings were all in good health, and she changed the food bowl and water and went out.

When she came in with the tray again, she first changed the food bowl and water for Shen Fei, and then went over to change the honey pot. Just as he was about to take away the garbage, he suddenly felt something unusual in the upper right corner of the cabin, so he went into the kitchen with a tray and then walked towards the computer desk.

Shen Fei couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart, hurriedly got off the chest of drawers, hurried to the honey pot's hut, and looked up from Du Meng's perspective just now, what is under the eaves?

Sticky to a fingernail-sized piece of slightly golden chicken skin!

How did the chicken skin end up there?

Shen Fei guessed that Du Meng must have gone to the computer desk to get something, and he would definitely return soon. He didn't think much about it, he climbed up holding the column of the hut, and only reacted halfway up, subconsciously glanced at Du Meng, who was taking something in the drawer of the computer desk, and hurriedly entered the stealth mode before continuing to climb up.

When he reached the place where he could reach the chicken skin, he first stretched out his paw to collect the chicken skin, and then cut a few strands of earthy yellow hay on the eaves with the tips of his paws, and bent and drooped a little, looking a little like the chicken skin that had just been glued to it, but the color was too dull.

He noticed that Dumont had begun to walk back, and hurriedly climbed down the pole and walked as fast as he could towards his chest of drawers.

However, his speed is incomparable with Du Meng, and it is estimated that when Du Meng entered the cubicle, he still couldn't walk the chest of drawers, so he temporarily changed his mind and climbed under the table of the fire-breathing fish, making it look like he wanted to feed the fire-breathing fish.

Du Meng walked in, saw Shen Fei at a glance, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Little Earl, what are you doing? Why don't you eat breakfast?"

Shen Fei motioned to her that he wanted to feed the fish.

Dumont continued: "I can see that you are going to feed the fish, and the point of my question is why don't you eat breakfast?"

She didn't expect Shen Fei to really answer, and glanced to the left at Amy and Erqin, "Huh, why don't you eat? Are you hungry? Or do you think I did too much this morning?"

She walked to the honeypot's hut, "Why don't you eat?"

The honey pot, who had already eaten roast chicken, was dozing off with his eyes closed, and simply ignored Du Meng.

Du Meng didn't bother to bother with it, the arm of his left hand bent up, and he put a small precision instrument with a magnifying glass in his left hand flat on his chest.

She looked to the upper right as she raised her right hand holding the tweezers, but her hand stopped in mid-air, and her expression froze for a moment.

She squeezed her eyes hard, then opened them suddenly, staring at the bent and drooping hay, "What's the matter?