"I will be your master from now on!"

In a trance, a pretty figure flashed in front of Ku Ding's eyes, and it actually joined Qiao Rourou. A voice that seemed to come from a long time ago emerged from Ku Ding's memory, like the orioles whispering under a flower, like the dinging of a faint spring. There was a struggle in his eyes, and it eventually turned into reluctance.

"Okay, from now on, I will be your master."

Giving Qiao Rourou a positive answer, Ku Ding vaguely heard another sound, as if something had been broken. He didn't know that it was a shackle he had set for himself, and was broken free today.

But Qiao Rourou suddenly became a disciple and learned cooking, making Ye Lingxiao and Lin Qihao next to him widen their eyes. This is not New Oriental, so why did they become a disciple? I haven’t heard of you before that you had any hobbies about cooking? Are you suddenly self-centered, or do you want to have a teacher-student relationship?

The two looked at each other and obviously saw the same thoughts in the other's very ambiguous eyes. Of course, they must not ask Qiao Rourou in front of Ku Ding at this time, but when they went back, Ye Lingxiao wanted to "torture" Qiao Rourou by means of girls. This should be a private conversation between girls.

But the scene was very quiet.

It was actually quite embarrassing at this time, probably because he was shocked by his own behavior. After hearing the Butcher Ding agree to be her master, Qiao Rourou became soft and rude again. Her hands were tightly clamped together, as if she was organizing language, but Ye Lingxiao directly inserted her mouth.

"Ah~ Since you are the master of your good friend, can I check out your collection? You must have a little abnormal collection, just like the thigh of that water ghost, right? Let me take a look at it and take a look. I will never take a photo."

Ye Lingxiao's voice was a little bit sweet, which was a treatment that Lin Qihao had never received before. Although her outfit was not suitable for this pronunciation, it was also an extremely rare thing for Lin Qihao. If it were him, he would be afraid that his soul would fly up and that he would encounter everything that night.

"I think we'd better go back first. We can see so many things. I think we've gained a lot tonight. We can't eat a fat man in one go. You said yes, this person..."

"Pu Ding."

"Prince Ding? The one who killed the cow?"

After Lin Qihao finished eating, he obviously recovered from the previous many frights, or was left behind by him. This is a good personality. At least it is difficult for such people to fall into a desperate situation because they will not think too much about the difficulties. Often, a delicious meal, a bottle of good wine, and a beauty can restore their confidence. Although they will still be very worried afterwards, this kind of "short memory" like a fish is a great benefit for the timid people.

Seeing that the Ku Ding had no intention of answering this question, Lin Qihao didn't care. He continued the work of the author Ye Lingxiao.

"Look, we have eaten and drunk. Qiao Rourou has become someone else's apprentice. Anyway, I can't escape here. It's so late, so let's go back first. Chef... Brother (?) should have a rest, right?"

He looked at his phone and it was already past two in the morning.

"Strange, I just ate a bowl of soup dishes, but I didn't feel like it's been two hours."

He muttered in his heart that Lin Qihao did not take it for a long time. He now wants to go back to the dormitory, lie in his bed, and have a good sleep. As for whether he can digest the experience of this night, who knows, let's go to bed first.

However, Ye Lingxiao gave Lin Qihao a fierce look. She originally wanted to be in Moji, but because of Lin Qihao's slutty look, and Qiao Rourou's slutty look, it is unlikely that she would look at something different tonight.

"You will go back tonight. It's fate that you can come here. You are destined to me and you are destined to be with those things in the dark. Since I have agreed to you, I will naturally not disappoint you. Let's go back first and come back three days later."

Butcher Ding has a good impression of these three, or he likes them quite well. Although he hates fate, he can't cut off all kinds of bonds. Some of the things he once lost have to be made up for now.

What's more, he has an apprentice now, well... a female apprentice who looks quite nice.

Am I going to prepare some meeting gifts?

Thinking in his heart, the butcher Ding signaled Xiao Erning to see him off until he walked out of the alley that the three of them came back to their senses.

"Are we driven out?"

Lin Qihao looked at the line of Cthulhu's words at the entrance of the alley and complained, saying that he had opened his eyes in the past few hours.

"It's a blessing for you to come out, go back quickly."

Ning Meng, who had dropped her phone, was a little emotional towards these three people. When she heard Lin Qihao still muttering, she couldn't help but argue, and without waiting for their reaction, she walked back on her own.

Lin Qihao was about to fight back, but he saw a figure standing deep in the alley, the half-open door, and the woman like a puppet was waving to them, as if she was saying goodbye. Her pale face, even though she stood so far, was still dazzling.

Lin Qihao, who had recovered his energy, suddenly felt a cold sweat. He pulled Ye Lingxiao and the three of them left here together.

When Ning Meng returned to the store, she saw the Butcher Ding still sitting there. His expression was a little confused. He seemed to be saying something. Ning Meng could only hear a few intermittent words.

“…Hmncl…”

It's not Chinese, so most of Ning Meng is illiterate, so he sat down weakly and said to the chef: "Sir, that guy has been waiting outside for some time, saying that the agreed time has passed, so why don't he come in?"

"You'll accept his gift."

The cook sighed and saw Ning Meng take out her phone, but the cracked screen on it was intact.

"This is not considered receiving gifts. Besides, that guy has made so much money, it's no big deal for me to get any."

"Hey... you don't listen, forget it, go and call him in. I probably won't be able to live in these few days."

After a moment, Ning Meng brought in an adult in Tang suit, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a panacea-like smile on his mouth. Although it was very fake, there was a saying that he would not hit the smiley person. When he saw the chef Ding, he sat opposite him with a smile.

"I said to Mr. Sir, although we have had several transactions, it shows that you are really hard. I know you are busy and I don't care about it. I'm here to invite you this time."

"Um?"

The cook signaled him to continue. The man had sold him some things that were not visible to him before. He was a second-hand dealer. He used the nickname "coat craftsman" outside. It is said that his ancestor was a coat craftsman and a main account who was jealous of money.

"That's right, there's a big client who wants to ask you for a meal, of course, it would be even better if that meal could be made by you."
Chapter completed!