The man in the room was a little stiff when the last sentence of Ku Ding turned around. He was about to respond, but he saw that Ku Ding had already taken Qiao Rourou to open the door and did not give him any chance to speak.

"I'm really a guy who does his own things. I just wanted to knock on the side, but I didn't expect that I would really lead this person out. Although it was a bit inconsistent with the rumors, I was really strong."

"But I didn't expect him to become active. He was so troubled that he was fine, but those who harmed people would probably come out... Well... it's okay, it's okay to be a little messy, you have to keep it in. It's been decades since this, so I can read it. There are still a few living things in the list recorded in the booklet back then."

"By the way, it's time for us to come out and see the sunshine."

The man, or we should call him Yuan Chenghai, returned to the bathroom, stared at the picture of the fishman suffering on the wall, and was stunned and finally destroyed the picture completely.

"Mr. Ding, we will see you again."

***************

It was already dark outside, and occasionally some students would pass by, but no one cared about Ku Ding and Qiao Rourou.

The cook Ding took Qiao Rourou in the basement for several hours. The two of them didn't stay for too long. After leaving school, they went back to the black store. Of course, Qiao Rourou's protective clothing must have been thrown away from Room 114, and that outfit must be unable to walk. It's too eye-catching.

"Master, who is that person? I... seem to have seen it somewhere."

Walking on the road, Qiao Rourou couldn't help but ask the chef.

"It should be the head of a branch of [Medical]. Didn't he say that he is called Yuan Chenghai."

"No, he didn't say he was Yuan Chenghai."

"It's just a trick, it's meaningless, just think it's good. But speaking of it, the management division of [medical] is actually very chaotic. In the past, many regions were in charge of their own affairs, but the general ranks maintained tradition. The highest managers in a region generally called themselves doctors, and there were a large number of doctors under them. Further down there were the deans and exclusive personnel."

When Ku Ding saw the man, he noticed a detail. His left hand was very habitually raised before his chest and abdomen. This was a very powerful action, and it mostly appeared on some people who often make choices. With the partial expression and tone, it was very likely that that person was the so-called Yuan Chenghai.

"But, why do I feel that person is a little familiar?"

"Isn't it an illusion."

Ku Ding didn't want to worry about this issue. Although Qiao Rourou is very energetic and relaxed now, her current state is very unstable. She has just experienced multiple personal struggles, so she should need a transition period. Moreover, Ku Ding vaguely feels that Qiao Yatou can beat Lin Qihao, and there are some doubts. This is not something that Qiao Yatou can explain clearly, and it has nothing to do with the real person Lin Qihao.

Therefore, Ku Ding did not tell Qiao Rourou about some more keen problems or things. On the one hand, he was afraid of affecting Qiao Rourou's current state, and on the other hand, he was afraid of causing some subconscious awakening of Qiao Rourou. Those vague or inaccurate memories did not disappear, but were just hidden.

When the two of them returned, they saw Ning Meng lying on the table playing with her cell phone as soon as they entered the door. His bitter face obviously lost for a day, but he was calm and never opened his cell phone no matter how much he lost. When he saw the chef Ding come back, he quickly put his cell phone in his pocket.

"Sir, you must have not had supper yet, I'll prepare it for you now."

Ning Meng did nothing this day. The butcher was not at home, and he, as a waiter, didn't even sweep the floor. He felt a little guilty and hurriedly walked over to the butcher with a smile on his face.

Butcher Ding was not angry.

"It seems that I really have to cut off the Internet for a week and let you quit the mobile game."

This is impossible to answer, and it will be a big trouble if you answer. Ning Meng wisely lowered her head and slipped to the kitchen and asked him to put down his phone. It would be more uncomfortable than killing him.

Qiao Rourou, who followed the chef, secretly laughed twice. Actually, her master was just a stubborn man, but she was very soft-hearted.

The bastard took off her coat, and Meng Po just walked over there. She took the bastard's dirty coat, as if she had been used to it. However, she was dressed at home and was still generous and beautiful.

"Has the matter been resolved over there?"

Meng Po sorted out the chaotic corners of Ku Ding's clothes, like his little wife waiting at home. This made Qiao Rourou blush for some reason, and she didn't know what she was thinking of.

The Butu Ding didn't pay attention to this. He was already used to Meng Po's care. When Meng Po took his coat, he gave Meng Po the U disk he had obtained.

"No, I'm afraid I'll have to go there again. However, there should be nothing wrong in the short term. The [Doctor] must finish their things. Don't worry, wait a while. There should be some information on this U disk. You can solve the code first, and I'll go to your room later."

The potting stretched, and he didn't care how ambiguous the last sentence was, nor did he look at Meng Po's rolling eyes. His chest hurt in the basement still felt a slight pain. He covered it and frowned.

This naturally couldn't escape Meng Po's eyes, but she didn't ask. In her opinion, if Ku Ding wanted her to know, he would definitely tell her that if he didn't say it, there was naturally a reason for not saying it.

After taking the U-plate, Meng Po greeted Qiao Rourou: "Girl, let's go, my aunt will take you to the hot spring."

"Ah? Hot spring?"

"There is a spring under our room. You don't know. Soaking in it makes you feel comfortable and good for your skin."

Qiao Rourou opened her mouth and was pulled away by Meng Po. The two were quite harmonious, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they would fall into the same situation at first sight. If Meng Po had not forced Qiao Rourou to call her aunt, they would have stood together like a pair of sisters.

It was not until Qiao Rourou was taken to the second floor building by Meng Po that the chef walked into the kitchen, and Ning Meng was holding a kitchen knife and sharpening the knife.

"Sir, do you want to stir-fry the waist tonight?"

"I'll do it myself. I'll rinse the soup pot tonight. You can prepare the base pot later. Now, I'll help me first. It's great to explain two things to you."

The bauding took the kitchen knife in Ning Meng's hand, opened the refrigerator door, and started to move the knife directly in the refrigerator. He scraped some thin slices from the thing that was still moving inside, took a plate and put them on it first. The thin slices were flesh-colored. It looked similar to the frozen mutton roll, but the bauding cut was more delicate and even, and the fat and thin were just right.

Ning Meng, who was standing next to her, swallowed her saliva and almost drooled.

"Sir, can you take out some of your treasured octopus?"
Chapter completed!