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If he was scared, then why did he have to go cook? Wouldn't it be fine to just eat the ready-made ones? Would he not be hungry enough to eat them before she came?

When the water in the pot boiled, he slowly got up and put the noodles and meat in it. Then, he looked everywhere for the salty thing.

He took a sip of each jar: vinegar, soy sauce, fish sauce, soy sauce, chilli sauce. Finally, he stuck out his tongue, and his black eyes filled with tears. Finally, he looked at the jar of MSG, salt, and sugar.

Mo Xiaoxiao watched as he ate a large portion of the flavor before his face turned into a bitter gourd. However, when he tasted the sugar, he jumped up excitedly and ate two mouthfuls before going to taste the salt.

The noodles in the pot had become a big lump and the meat had aged. He put the salt in a big bowl and picked out a lot of meat.

As he watched, his eyebrows tightened. Meat-eating animals.

Roar, roar, he endured the pain of carrying a bowl in front of him.

His hands were tied, so he thought for a while before picking up a pair of chopsticks and picking up a bowl of noodles. Then he blew on it to cool it down next to his lips.

He fed her? His hair on top of his head had been burnt off, making him look very miserable. The sweat had soaked the fine hair on his face, and now that he was sticking it to his face, it caused his heart to be blocked. He had worked so hard just to let her eat it, could he eat it?

Roar, roar, she's not eating, he urged her. Still, she didn't open her mouth. He looked at her helplessly, at a loss of what to do.

The pot of sticky noodles was wolfed down by him later. He was waiting for him to eat until his stomach was rotten, but after half a day, he was still very lively, just that he was fine.

She was going to starve to death.

Afterwards, he cooked her an egg. It was easy, but after the egg was cooked, he directly grabbed it. The result made him scream as he jumped around the kitchen with his hands raised. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end, she held herself back.

He used cold water to rinse it off before he dared to use his hands to test the water. He only picked it up when it was no longer hot. If he ate it, he would swallow it whole. He couldn't do it because he looked at her little body and then beat it on the ground carefully. He would only peel off the eggshell when it was broken, and he would slowly blow a small piece to cool it down to feed to her.

After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth and started to eat.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao was finally willing to eat, he smiled. That somewhat fierce face actually had a somewhat childish look.

He cooked more than ten eggs, and when he was eating the second one, he suddenly heard the sound of a car engine outside the villa. He became alert, and in the next second, he directly ripped off the bed sheet with his big hands.

He carried the leftover eggs and food in a blanket in his arms and carried them out of the kitchen.

His head was shaking because of his quick movements. She could only vaguely see a car stop outside the mansion, and before she could even see what the car looked like, he had already reached the back of the mansion and quickly stuffed her into the basement.

She was so angry that her stomach hurt, and she was upset. Just now, how could she be so nervous that she forgot to call out for help? She should have shouted for help, but if it was Han Yong or someone else who passed by, she could have been saved.

Her gaze landed on his arm that was still wiping away his sweat. The bite marks from before were still there, and she could still see them clearly even though they were covered by the fur. Her teeth were itching again, she really should have bitten off a piece of meat last time.

The egg that was peeled to the point where it was a tragic sight appeared in his sight. Even the egg white was full of holes. He smiled at her, carefully peeled the egg, and then passed it to her mouth.

He always felt that the egg was weird. When she woke up later, she realized it was a deformed egg. It was oval in shape and now flat.

It wasn't just this one transformation. All of them were deformed because he had been too anxious when he first entered. He sat down on the bed sheet, and even the eggs inside were deformed by the pressure. He also knew that he was wrong. Lowering his head in silence, depressing the atmosphere. He could only lift the egg higher and higher.

Han Yong had called Xiao Meng Han's phone a few times, but there was no one to pick up. Han Yong looked at the villa and wondered if he should go in. That night, he drank too much and didn't send them back.

The villa was very quiet.

Han Yong was worried that they would be fine, as he had come in the middle of the night to disturb Xiao Menghan and Mo Xiaoxiao.

After a moment of hesitation, Han Yong sat in the car and finally started it up and left. He might want to come back tomorrow morning.

She was depressed and didn't want to eat anything, much less pay attention to the sleeping Fur Monster. She wanted to do something, maybe after taking care of him, she could really leave, the moment he came back he untied the chains that bound her, she had also seen how he opened the door to the basement when he came out.

His hand grabbed the iron chain, but before he could take his next step, a thick arm had appeared on his waist. Her small body entered his embrace the next second, and his nose automatically moved closer to her neck, breathing slowly.

He discovered that the disappearance of Mo Xiaoxiao and Xiao Menghan was on the fourth day, and that Han Yong had delivered the documents along with the documents that Xiao Menghan had reviewed. The things that he had sent over via fax did not return, so Han Yong felt that something was amiss.

The house was very quiet, as if nothing had changed, except that it was a little dirty, completely different from the last time he had come here, and there were broken bowls and stale tomato and egg noodles on the kitchen floor. The kitchen was also a mess, bottles and jars were open, and the kitchen pot contained some leftover noodles and soup.

Han Yong's heart rose to his throat. He called out a few times, "Meng Han, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan."

Han Yong didn't reply and walked vigilantly up the stairs. Every room was very quiet, apart from the scattered pillowcases and some clothes on the floor. Some of the clothes were silently dyed, some were Xiao Meng Han's.

Han Yong carefully walked around the mansion, but did not find a single person. The uneasiness in his heart grew even greater.

Standing below the villa, Han Yong looked towards the rooftop. The last time Xiao Menghan broke out of the cage, he said that he wanted to build a stronger cage himself.

But she didn't mention anything about building it to Han Yong.

This time, Han Yong realized the seriousness of the situation. He carefully searched the villa once again, but still failed to find anything. He dialed Xiao Yuelin's number and tactfully recounted the situation he encountered in the villa.

At this time, the only person that could be of use was Xiao MengHan's father. Yang Ziying loved Xiao Menghan, but she had no way to deal with Xiao MengHan who had already lost his rationality and had forgotten his parents and friends.

Xiao Yuelin was in the middle of a meeting, and immediately stood up when he received Han Yong's call. He walked out of the meeting room with large strides and lowered his voice, "Wait over there, I'll come right away. When you go, is there anyone following you?"