Qian Miao took the sauce pig's knuckles, but didn't go away.

The man looked at her, then pointed to the door, said a few words to the parents on the phone, and hung up the phone.

He turned and walked towards the stairs.

Qianmiao pulled his sleeve reflexively.

Twisting the thin fabric lightly with your fingers, you can feel the temperature above.

The man looked back at her, silent.

She hesitated for a moment, and then sign language: Can you borrow your phone?

The man's eyes are indifferent: "The newcomer cannot use any tools to communicate with the outside world."

This is the rule.

Qianmiao also knew about this, so he was so nervous.

She let go, slowly dropped her hand, and then turned to leave.

Suddenly, she heard a slight click, and she looked up and saw him putting the phone on the table.

"Resolved in five minutes."

After a cold sentence, he walked away.

A gleam of surprise suddenly appeared in Qian Miao's stunned eyes. He stared at the man's back for a long time before reacting. He quickly picked up the phone and sent a message to his mother.

Mom, I am training in the Dark League branch on the southeast coast. Those people here can't find me. I am very safe. I plan to study here for a while before leaving. You don't have to worry about me. I borrowed this phone from someone else, so you don’t need to reply or read it.

She remembered her mother's number very clearly, edited the message and sent it out all at once.

Then delete the traces of the text message and put the phone on the table.

After waiting for a while, five minutes later, Bai Zhu did not come out.

Qianmiao faintly heard the very light sound of water, because his hearing was not as good as before, so he was not sure if it was a bath.

She waited for a few more minutes, seeing that no one came out, she took the sauced pig's feet and walked away.

Behind her back, two words kept sliding on the screen of the mobile phone resting on the table: Thank you.

Returning to the unmanned valley, the old lady took the pig's hoof and tore it up and heated it up.

He glanced at her, curled his lips, then patted the table next to him, and said: "Sit down, don't **** stand drooling, it will flow into my stove for a while!"

Qian Mian didn't intend to be polite to her, and just sat down without having dinner.

Just before sitting down, I paid special attention to whether the chair had passive hands or feet.

The old lady snorted with sharp eyes.

Looking at the steaming hot pot, Qian Miao dropped a bit of beef and put it over where the spicy oil was boiling.

The chopsticks were suddenly caught by someone.

"Hey, you can't eat this side, you can only eat this side." She pointed to the white soup that hadn't been touched by the side, and was full of disgust: "I don't want to eat your saliva."

Qianmiao slid his chopsticks down, and successfully blanched the beef in two strokes and put it in his bowl.

The old lady let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, but said nothing.

Just as the variety show ended the commercial, her attention was turned away.

Only then did Qian Mian discover that the old lady had been watching live TV instead of a web player.

Moreover, it is from country h.

Whenever the camera turned to a white and clean little meat, the old lady smiled very kindly, but there was no arrogance and evil.

Just like an old grandmother who is very kind.

Qian Mian couldn't help but glanced at that little fresh meat.

He is one of the regular hosts of this variety show. He doesn't weigh much, and he occasionally says a word.

His name is Cui Jinghuan.

Qian Miao watched, eating meat.

The old lady watched so intently that she even forgot to eat the meal, and didn't even notice her behavior. The corners of her mouth kept rising, as if that Cui Jinghuan was her dream lover.