Squeezed with tomato sauce and honey mustard, Song Jinhe put on gloves and buried his head in nibbling wildly, feeling the aroma of the gravy exploding in his mouth, chewing non-stop.

"You're welcome to eat too."

Song Jinhe beckoned Cheng Qianhuai to get off his chopsticks, but his speed did not slow down at all, and all kinds of food on the table were quickly swept away.

Both of them ate to their heart's content, and they seemed a little reluctant to move.

Cheng Qianhuai looked at Song Jinhe's somewhat round little face, and said with interest: "Do you say that I will follow you in the future?"

After all, I eat and drink spicy food now because I hugged your thighs. ”

Song Jinhe stuffed a cherry tomato into his mouth: "That's nature, I don't give you these things for free, you should always be useful to me."

In order for you to continue to live so well in the future, I advise you to be my little brother obediently, and I will let you go east and you will not go west. ”

Cheng Qianhuai bent his eyes and smiled: "Can I only be a little brother?" Can't you do something else? ”

"What? Do you still want to take my place as the big brother? You can't help but think it's too beautiful, right? ”

Song Jinhe rolled his eyes and pulled the plate containing the fruit towards his side: "The space binding basically belongs to the master-servant agreement, and you have no way to hurt me by any means."

It's impossible to even reveal this secret.

You'd better be obedient in the future, or I'll make your life uncomfortable. ”

Looking at her slightly disgusted face, Cheng Qianhuai hurriedly raised the white flag: "I will definitely saddle the horse and horse for you." ”

Hearing him say this, Song Jinhe leaned softly on the back of the chair, stuffing cherry tomatoes into his mouth without a match.

"When do you think Deng Qilin will attack us? I don't think he can wait. ”

Although the 18th floor is unwilling to compete with the rest of the survivors, it will always be targeted by some ill-intentioned people because of its own material reserves.

It used to be Zhao Yiming, but she used a gun to force back the survivors of Building 3 who coveted the materials on the 18th floor, but Deng Qilin was obviously better than the two building captains of Building 3.

Cheng Qianhuai shook his head slightly when he heard this: "Who knows, I'm afraid this time will be a tough battle, and the two of us must be fully prepared."

Once 1701 downstairs reveals the news about us to Deng Qilin, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold back his thoughts. ”

Song Jinhe rubbed his eyes, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he still kept stuffing cherry tomatoes into his mouth: "The two of us can't fight directly this time, the weapons in their hands may not be inferior to us, and I am afraid that it will be the 18th floor that will suffer if we really fight."

After all, it is necessary for them to lose a handful of manpower unconsciously, which can also relieve a lot of pressure for the two of us. ”

"You mean, a few people are eliminated first?

But it's a little unrealistic for us to sneak into their homes, and they are always on guard against other methods, and it depends on luck whether they can succeed. ”

Cheng Qianhuai looked at Song Jinhe's sly face, and sighed helplessly: "What the hell do you have again?" Tell me about it? ”

Song Jinhe smiled: "It's not how easy it is, it's just that it depends on whether they are greedy or not." ”

She took Cheng Qianhuai into the space and found the sausages that she had searched for in the mountains on the shelves.

"Did you think they'd want to eat it?"

Cheng Qianhuai looked at these properly stored sausages and smiled: "I definitely want to eat it, who wouldn't want to eat meat?" ”

Song Jinhe was satisfied and tore off a long string of sausages from the shelf, stuffed them into a plastic bag, and walked out of the space with Cheng Qianhuai.

"Since he gave us a gift, we naturally have to return the gift on the 18th floor, otherwise how rude it will be?

These sausages are just enough for their brothers to eat, and if I add some seasoning to them, I can more or less put down a few greedy ones. ”

She took out the sleeping pill from the space and sprinkled it on the skin of the sausage, and steamed it again until the powder was all absorbed by the sausage.

"Even if they suspect that we are poisoned, there is room for me, and I am not afraid that this group of people will find out anything."

Song Jinhe had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and took the drugged sausage Shi Shiran downstairs and handed the thing to 1701.

She didn't dare to go directly to the door to deliver it, in case she was detained by that group of people, she couldn't go home if she wanted to.

Let 1701 send it over, she doesn't believe that this Deng Qilin will not come to her door.

told Xu Qingkang to ask him to send things to Deng Qilin, and Song Jinhe stayed at Cheng Qianhuai's house and waited for the other party to come to the door.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, someone immediately came to knock on the security door, and through the cat's eyes, it was Deng Qilin, and he was followed by 3 younger brothers, which was obviously not simple.

Song Jinhe didn't open the door in a hurry, but just said inside the door: "Chief Deng, is there something you have to do with coming to our 18th floor?" ”

Deng Qilin was wearing a heavy cotton coat, and the whole person was wrapped like a zongzi, standing in front of the door with a white breath.

"Miss Song, you are really generous, and you directly sent us so many hot sausages.

It's just that you didn't accept the materials I gave you, and I can't take your things on the 18th floor, right?

I'm going to come over and bring you the sausages back. ”

Song Jinhe looked at Deng Qilin through the cat's eyes, but his voice was no different: "What's this, your anti-inflammatory drugs are so precious, we don't dare to accept them."

These sausages are found in large quantities from the mountains, and they are not unusual, so it would be good for you and your brothers to try them. ”

Deng Qilin laughed dryly, slandering in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly on the surface.

Although they and the 18th floor are calm on the surface, who doesn't know that the other party has bad intentions?

The two sides are wary of each other and calculating each other, and one wrong step is a complete loss.

"No, we won't take advantage of the two, you better take this thing back."

As he spoke, he hung the sausage on the security door and was about to turn away, but the saliva he kept swallowing revealed his true thoughts.

Who wouldn't want to eat it? Although he has a lot of supplies in his hand, he hasn't touched meat for a long time.

It's a pity that the attitude on the 18th floor is obviously a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to the chicken, and he really doesn't dare to eat it.

Song Jinhe opened the door a crack: "Don't go, Chief Deng, we also intend to make friends with you on the 18th floor, don't you want to accept this thing, don't you return our minds?" ”

She stood in front of the door with a smile and took out a sausage from a black plastic bag in front of these four people, but in fact it was a clean sausage taken out of the space under the cover of a plastic bag.

"This is a random one I took, and if you don't accept such a delicious thing, it's really a life with us."

She took a bite directly, and the fat in the sausage splashed open, and the rich salty fragrance collided between her lips and teeth, which was extremely attractive.

The four people in Building 7 watched Song Jinhe eat a sausage, and they didn't know how much they swallowed, and their eyes were about to fall out.

(End of chapter)