Such a handsome son, he doesn't even let go of animals, this looks like a human!

Everyone's eyes were complicated and full of suspicion, looking at Mo Shaoyu for a while, and looking at Murong Zhi for a while, I don't know if we should believe Murong Zhi's words.

Mo Shaoyu couldn't bear to be looked at by such a look.

It just so happened that the dishes were already served at this time, after all, it was Loulan, so there were no dishes that Murong Zhi expected, but there was roast chicken.

Just came up with a plate of roast chicken.

Mo Shaoyu directly took a chicken leg, strode out, and stuffed it through the gap in the cage. Almost gritted his teeth, he said, "Isn't it just to eat?" Here you go! Shut your mouth and slander me if you continue to talk nonsense like this. I'll educate you on how a slave should speak! ”

Murong Zhi quickly took the chicken leg in her mouth.

And more naturally put his eyes on the table, on the plate of roast chicken. took a bite of the chicken leg in his hand, and said inarticulate with the meat in his mouth: "There is another chicken leg over there, bring it quickly!" ”

Mo Shaoyu: "......"

He had already begun to wonder if Murong Zhi was a slave or if he was a slave.

It's not enough to give her one chicken leg, but also to occupy both?

He had already suddenly burst into a little anger in his heart, staring at Murong Zhi and said, "You'd better not continue to gain an inch, you ......"

"I remember you ...... the day before yesterday," Murong Zhi continued.

Mo Shaoyu gritted his teeth, stopped talking to Murong Zhi, turned his head and went over, picked up the chicken leg, walked in the direction of Murong Zhi, and stuffed the chicken leg into her mouth.

As a result, Murong Zhi became a chicken leg in one hand.

There was still a chicken leg stuffed in his mouth, so he finally nodded with satisfaction, took another bite, held a chicken leg in one hand, chewed happily, and said, "Let's have some more flower tea!" ”

Mo Shaoyu wanted to vomit blood.

Murong Zhi didn't try to say anything at this time to get herself out. Because in backward countries, and within the scope of the activities of terrorist organizations, she had seen the slave market.

The slaves in it also talked a lot and tried every means to escape, but at the end of the story, it didn't work. So she knew in her heart at this moment that no matter how much she said, it would be useless.

Because the others are used to seeing slaves.

Especially accustomed to seeing slaves who are unwilling to be captured and sold, so they say all kinds of things in the hope of being rescued. In such a situation, everyone has long been tired of such a slave, and they will not believe what she says.

For example, she was abducted, she was deceived, or whatever, no one will believe it. In that case, then simply stop talking so much nonsense, get yourself something to eat, and take care of your body a little better, that's serious!

Mo Shaoyu gave her both chicken legs in annoyance.

Gritting his teeth and following her request, he gave her a cup of flower tea, and looked back at his desk. A roast chicken is the most delicious, and the two chicken thighs with the most delicious meat are gone.

A cock ass right in front of him.

And there was a happy chewing sound from behind Murong Zhi, as if he felt a mouthful of blood, which had reached his throat, and he was about to spit it out in the next second!

And on the table, sitting beside him, under the relatively high status of the Mo family, they all stared at the two empty chicken legs......

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