Shen Ruoran found the closest place to the men's clothes and sat on the ground, propped her hands on her knees, and no longer paid attention to Cai Juanhua.

No one chatted with her, Cai Juanhua talked to herself for half an hour, and then stopped talking, and sat uncharacteristically quietly, staring at an embroidered picture of eight horses.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the alarm clock hanging on the wall was used to tell the time at night, and then Shen Ruoran saw the old man and others tacitly digging out quilts, pillows, and even straw mats from the corners, and then lay straight down and fell asleep.

Skillful movements, like a step-by-step robot.

She always felt that something was wrong, but suddenly she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Grunt.

has been paying attention to the outside world to investigate, and her stomach rang several times with hunger, Shen Ruoran patted her forehead and suddenly realized.

The strange thing about this group of people is, don't they need to eat?

She should have entered the 14th floor around three o'clock in the afternoon, and now it was seven o'clock in the evening, and they were able to skip dinner and sleep peacefully without hindrance.

However, it is a good thing for Shen Ruoran that everyone goes to bed early, so that she can start the action of hoarding clothes.

Each floor of the Wantang Building is very large, with an open view and a lot of clothes piled up.

Probably due to the lack of cleaning, the outermost men's clothing was even covered with dense cobwebs.

Shen Ruoran skipped a few pieces on the surface with disgust, and paid attention to the hygienic quality of each piece before receiving it.

After quietly collecting Mimi, when it was time to eat dinner, Shen Ruoran was rarely worried.

What food doesn't smell and doesn't make a sound when eaten?

The food hoarded in the carry-on space, the moment you take it out, must still be hot, it is when the fragrance is the strongest, and the taste will definitely waft to other people's noses.

If it's a snack, there will be a sound when unpacking.

Shen Ruoran was suddenly a little annoyed that her carry-on space couldn't carry people, if only people could go in.

When you complete the first Hell difficulty Doomsday dungeon on fast penetration, the system will give you a choice of two space rewards.

One is the portable space that Shen Ruoran is using now, which is divided into three areas, which has the functions of infinite expansion, time stillness, and purification of filth. The other is the manor space, which consumes gold, zombie crystal nuclei, and mutant beast magic crystals to obtain the host's survival time in the manor.

Shen Ruoran's strength didn't need a talisman at all, so she didn't think much about it at that time, so she chose the carry-on space.

She doesn't regret it now, but she is irritated that the carry-on space lacks the function of a Tibetan.

In a dark corner, the small lid containing the grape-flavored jelly was quietly twisted open, and the capacity inside the bagged jelly was silently decreasing little by little.

Suck, suck, suck. Shen Ruoran ate very carefully, the jelly had no taste, and the sound was much quieter than other snacks that needed to be taken apart to eat.

As long as she sucks slowly, she can finish quietly.

Two bags of jelly, still very hungry, still not full.

As a binge-eating star who is not fat, Shen Ruoran has a large amount of food, and she also wants to eat fried chicken, snail noodles and spicy tang.

But no, the taste of these delicacies is too strong, and the old and weak women and children who are asleep on the 14th floor have been hungry for a long time, and their noses will be extremely sensitive, and they should be woken up by the fragrance.

Shen Ruoran's eyes became more and more resentful, since she died suddenly in overtime, she had never wronged herself.

It's the same this time.

The style of the night is extraordinarily violent, and the raindrops violently hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, opening a domineering auditory feast.

The sound of sleeping snoring came and went, accompanied by the equally loud grinding and humming of teeth.

In the corner a hundred meters away from them, the three fans with the strongest wind power kept turning, and a thick rope was tied to the bracket, and finally connected to Shen Ruoran's left hand.

And Shen Ruoran's right hand used chopsticks to clip the tenderloin and put it in his mouth.

Chew with pleasure.

A large bowl of spicy tang with rich ingredients appeared on the 14th floor, and the huge wind quickly dissipated the highly concentrated aroma of food in the air.

"Hmm...... Mother ......" Huang Xiaoya's little feet twitched in fear, and she dreamed that she was drifting with her mother on the windy sea.

The ten-meter-high wave turned into the black face of the devil and rushed towards her, trying to engulf her.

The little girl woke up, grabbed Liu Yun's collar tightly with her right hand, hugged her, felt the temperature from her mother's body, and confirmed that what she had just done was fake.

Raising his head, through the dim and empty moonlight, he once again confirmed that he was holding his favorite mother.

"Hmm."

Huang Xiaoya rubbed her eyes, feeling that she was dreaming again, and blinked a few times, hey, this time it was actually a good dream, she seemed to really see the beautiful fairy eating meat.

The thin body stood up, and walked in the direction of Malatang with two feet, and saliva flowed all over the ground.

Shen Ruoran, who paid attention to the situation of Cai Juanhua and others, saw that Huang Xiaoya had woken up, and her heart moved, relying on the connection of the thick rope, she put away the three fans at one time and ate most of the spicy tang.

Lie down, curl up, close your eyes, and do it all in one go.

"Sister, were you eating just now? I seem to see the flesh, did you hide it? ”

The soft and glutinous little milk sound sounded close to her ear, and Shen Ruoran felt itchy and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Huang Xiaoya sniffed the air vigorously, wanting to smell something from it.

"Sister, Xiaoya is so hungry, can you give Xiaoya a little too?" The little girl's stomach rang loudly, licking her lips hungrily and pleading.

Shen Ruoran pretended to be woken up, frowned unhappily, and said impatiently: "Little sister, why don't you sleep at this point, why are you running here to quarrel with me." ”

Huang Xiaoya was stunned, timidly moved back, folded her hands, learned to worship the Bodhisattva during the New Year, and bent down to worship Shen Ruoran.

"Sister, I just saw you eating, can you share a little with me? Xiaoya and her mother can help you with the work. ”

Although Shen Ruoran felt that the little girl was pitiful, she still didn't feel good and said: "You are wrong, where will I have food, little girl, I think about it day and night, you have something wrong with your eyes." ”

This sentence was thought of by Shen Ruoran for a long time, after all, who would believe that there is something in the world that disappears out of thin air?

I must have seen it wrong, no matter how bad it is, I have encountered a ghost.

However, Huang Xiaoya is young and her world view is very pure, and she firmly believes that Shen Ruoran hid what she eats.

One begged her harder.

Shen Ruoran had a headache, she now found that the countermeasures she had made up before were very useful for adults, but not for children.

Children believe in what they see in front of them, while adults are suspicious of a sentence or two.

"Can't you people on this floor get anything to eat?"

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Huang Xiaoya, Shen Ruoran gave up on the spot and simply put a few more words from her.

In the past few days, I have slept in the dark of Xinjuyuan, and the schedule has already been reversed, and along the little light left by the moon, I can vaguely see that the electronic alarm clock on the wall points to ten o'clock.