Its daybreak.

This night was surprisingly calm. Jiang Cheng didn't sleep all night. After daybreak, Jiang Cheng leaned on the pillow to rest, sent the fat man to breakfast, and brought some food back for himself by the way.

"Fatty." Sitting at the table, Jiang Cheng glanced at the Roujiamo in his hand, then squinted at the Fatty's hand, dissatisfied: "Why do you have so much meat in it?"

Licking his lips, the fat man said embarrassedly: "Doctor, your one is normal, and the meat in mine is a combination of two meat clips."

"You Qi didn't come for breakfast today." He explained, "I just took him apart and filled mine with meat."

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, and immediately stretched out his own meat sandwiches. Yizheng said: "Fatty, eating so much meat is not good for your health. Come, let's change."

Hearing this, the fat man immediately covered the Roujiamo in his hand. Under Jiang Cheng's gaze, the swollen and unable Roujiamo was still flowing outwards, and it was very fragrant to look at.

"Doctor." The fat man said embarrassedly: "I won't eat this meat dumpling. It's for the little beggar. I've seen the food she stole before. It's all leftovers and leftovers. It's not nutritious. She still A child needs to grow up."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng said excitedly: "I'm also busy with secondary development recently, and I'm also growing my body."

Hearing this, the fat man changed his hand with Roujiamo and hid it behind him where the doctor could not see.

Fortunately, although the doctor said he wanted, he finally hummed and ate the one that belonged to him. "Don’t eat it." After taking a few bites, Jiang Cheng put the remaining half of the meat on the table. Lost, angrily went to bed to get a good night's sleep.

Staring at the remaining half of Jiangcheng Roujiamo, the fat man couldn't help licking his lips, and the fat and thin meat inside the Roujiamo was exposed, still dripping oil.

"Doctor." The fat man forced his gaze away from the meat clip bun, looked at the doctor lying on the bed in a strange posture, and asked worriedly: "You didn't sleep all night. How can you not eat more? "

"I'm full." Most of Jiang Cheng's face was buried in the pillow, only a small part of the air was exposed, and his voice sounded very dull.

Now that the doctor said so, the fat man is not welcome anymore. He licked his lips, took half of Jiangcheng's remaining meat jelly, and ate a third of it in one bite.

He didn't have enough for breakfast. He only ate a steamed bun outside of Rou Jia Mo, and the rest of the meat was stuffed into the Rou Jia Mo prepared for the little beggar. He didn't stop until it was too fast.

It doesn't matter if he eats less by himself, the little beggar is so pitiful, he feels uncomfortable when he thinks of the little beggar's appearance.

The most important thing is that she treats herself very well.

If it wasn't for the little beggar's several reminders, then he and the doctor might be in danger.

Chewing the Roujiamo in his mouth, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the doctor left half of the Roujiamo. There was a lot of meat. His mouth was full of oil. After swallowing it, he couldn't wait to bite it. A bite.

"Doctor." He turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng's bed and asked: "You really don't want to eat anymore, it's really delicious..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man stopped. The moment he looked at the doctor, he suddenly found that the doctor seemed to be squinting at himself.

But when he looked again, the doctor's eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

The fat man didn't know if he had read it wrong. After a while, he whispered and tentatively asked: "Doctor?"

He chirped, Jiang Cheng turned it over again, leaving only one back facing the fat man.

The fat man sighed. It seemed that the doctor was not only asleep, but also very sound asleep.

Just when the fat man was thinking of a chance to see the little beggar again, and then gave her the meat folder, the door suddenly rang.

"Boom boom boom."

The knock on the door was very light, and the visitor seemed very polite, not like a middle-aged woman, nor did it seem that Xia Meng was back.

Jiang Cheng immediately sat up from the bed.

"Is anyone here?"

The fat man heard Chen Qiang's voice. He had a good impression of the latter, but he didn't say anything, but turned to look at the doctor. After all, it was him who had the decision-making power.

After seeing the doctor nodding, the fat man trot over and opened the door.

After seeing the fat man and Jiang Cheng sitting by the bed, Chen Qiang said very politely: "Mr. Hao," he first nodded to Jiang Cheng, and then nodded to the fat man in front of him, "Fat brother, great, you all exist."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng was straight to the point.

"I...can you move here?" Chen Qiang put his posture very low, his face was not annoying at first, but now it looks even more pitiful.

"Did something happen in your room?" Jiang Cheng walked over to the table and sat down, raising his head to ask.

"That's not the case, it's just that I'm the only one left." Chen Qiang said, "It's too dangerous here, so I wonder if I can move in and live with you."

"Mr. Hao and the fat brother seem to be good people." He added, his expression very serious.

"Why don't I understand what you said?" After pouring himself a cup of tea, Jiang Cheng sipped his mouth and smiled and said, "Is there a bad guy among us?"

Chen Qiang looked outside the door, then turned his head and said in a very formal low voice: "After I returned to the room last night, You Qi came to see me and he asked me some questions, some of which..." Deliberately paused, seemingly to test the reaction of the two.

did not expect--

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng yawned greatly, waved his hands to the fatty, and said without looking up: "Send me off Brother Xiao Chen. I'm tired, go back and take a nap."

Chen Qiang immediately said, "Some of these issues are related to Miss Xia Meng and Mr. Hao."

Probably ascertaining Jiang Cheng’s temper, Chen Qiang confessed: “Mr. You Qi came in from the window last night. He was shocked when he came. He seemed very nervous, so he came up and asked me if I wanted to. Get out of here alive, if you want to live, he can help me." After a pause, he continued: "Help me live, and then leave the nightmare."

"Of course it is conditional. I need to cooperate with him." Chen Qiang recalled: "He asked me if I didn't know your details. He said that both you and Miss Xia, Mr. An, came from a mysterious organization called Crimson. Brutal and bloodthirsty, if I don’t cooperate with him, I’m afraid I’ll be attacked by you soon.”

"Just like Miss Zuo Jing and Miss Tang." Chen Qiang said, "You Qi said that they were actually dead in your hands. You killed them with the help of ghosts."

After a while, Jiang Cheng leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and suddenly asked in a weird tone: "How do you...how do you know that what You Qi said is not true?"

"I can feel, Mr. Hao, and fat brothers." Chen Qiang turned his head and said, "You are good people, and that You Qi has a problem."

"so......"

"I want to be with you." Chen Qiang said: "You can tell me what I need to do."

Jiang Cheng looked at this young man for a long while. He seemed to be a few years younger than himself. He looked like a college student, and the immaturity of his face had not completely faded. He must have not left the campus and accepted the polishing of society.

But this does not prevent him from being a wise man who can recognize the situation.

The judgment of the situation is also quite clear.

"You go back first." Jiang Cheng said: "You can come over later."

Chen Qiang nodded, "Okay."

Without any nonsense, Chen Qiang left. Before leaving, the fat man seemed to want to ask something, but Chen Qiang did not hesitate.

The fat man thought he would beg to stay here during the day.

After Chen Qiang left, the fat man turned his head and said to Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I think this person is not bad."

"People don't know, but at least their brains are not stupid." Jiang Cheng commented.

"Doctor, do you suspect that there is a problem with his motive?" The fat man said, looking in the direction where Chen Qiang was leaving, frowned, turned his head and asked: "No, I think he is quite thorough. He also told us that you There is a problem with Qi. If Yu Qi hadn't told him about Crimson, then he would definitely not know."

"It's just that he is not stupid." Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and said: "This man is not stupid. He should have seen the current situation. In his judgment, I and Xia Meng Anxuan are in the same group."

"With him and You Qi, he wants to deal with the three of us," Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Obviously unrealistic, so he might as well take refuge in us. His purpose is to live in peace. As for the crimson, he I don't care."

The fat man blinked, "If you say that..."

Before the words fell, a rush of footsteps rushed over, Xia Meng's face appeared at the door, "Follow me." Her face was not very good-looking, "Housekeeper Zhou, let us pass."

"Where to go?"

"The servants will be tortured in the house." Xia Meng said quickly, "Let's go and see."

Everyone was walking very nervously along the way, and Chen Qiang followed them, but they did not see An Xuan and You Qi, and the middle-aged woman led the way in a leisurely manner.

Her steps seemed very light, but the speed was very fast, and the fat man had to walk a few steps from time to time to keep up.

There was nothing to say all the way, and several people had guessed that the punishment was not the purpose, and the person who was tortured might have said that, and among them... there were only two people missing.

Will it be You Qi, or...An Xuan?

Why did they get caught by the servants of the Huang Mansion, **** and tortured?

With a nervous mood~lightnovelpub.net~ a group of people came to a remote house. The vermilion gate was closed, and a young woman stood outside.

The woman's eyes were dull, until a few people came to her, her eyes began to focus.

"Wait outside." The middle-aged woman turned her head and stared at them indifferently: "After being tortured, I will ask you to come in."

Just as the fat man was wondering, a very muffled noise suddenly came from the courtyard behind the door.

"boom!"

It was like kicking on the sandbag.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

......

There was a sound after another, and there was a sense of rhythm, two under one group, alternating with each other.

Slowly, the expression in the fat man's eyes changed. He felt...where did the voice seem to have been heard.