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With a sigh, Xiao MengHan reached out for the knife in Chef Mute's hand. He did not say anything, because he felt that he was too small in front of Chef Mute, and had a sense of selfishness.

The mute chef looked at Xiao Meng Han and hesitated for a moment before placing the blade in Xiao Meng Han's hand. He then lowered his head and turned around to leave.

The blade in Xiao Menghan's hand was as heavy as a mountain. He raised his head to look at the second floor and saw Mo Xiaoxiao's face leaning against the window, looking at him.

Xiao Meng Han pushed open the door between the inner and outer courtyard. He walked out, step by step. He walked with calmness and calmness.

Behind him, in the center of the courtyard, the mute cook suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth to the rain.

That soundless cry, that sorrowful and desperate face, it was hard to tell whether it was tears or raindrops that kept flowing down his face.

For a true warrior, what he shed was never tears, but blood.

At this moment, Chef Mute's tears were not the only things flowing. He had no choice but to think of his fate and his grief. He could not disobey Xiao Menghan because his life was given to him by the Xiao family.

He covered his eyes timidly as he watched Xiao Meng Han walk towards a Tibetan mastiff.

Perhaps it could feel Xiao Meng Han's killing intent, the mastiff raised its head and let out a sorrowful cry towards the sky, as if it was looking forward to its death.

The tragic figure rushed into the door and stood in front of Sima Yunshu's ears. Tears welled up in her eyes and she regretted it. She told Mo Xiaoxiao that the dog meat was delicious, so why did she talk so much?

He raised his head and saw that Sima Yunshu had slapped him.

The courtyard was shrouded in a suffocating silence. Jing Xiaoxiao had been hiding inside the house the entire time, like a child who knew that he had done something wrong.

A very fragrant smell of meat entered the room through the crack of the door, tempting Mo Xiaoxiao's taste buds. She tried her best to hide her body under the blanket, not daring to go out. Dog meat, dog meat.

The reason why she wanted to eat dog meat was because of a single sentence from Sima Yunshu. The Hidden Mastiffs were dogs that were even fiercer than wolves and even more loyal than humans. They were extremely strong and ferocious.

If Xuan came to look for her, these Tibetan mastiffs would definitely hurt Xuan.

Chef Mute was silent the entire time. He no longer shed tears. When Xiao Meng Han placed the piece of dog meat on the kitchen counter, Chef Mute only glanced over with tears flickering in his eyes. He then looked emotionally at Xiao Meng Han.

Xiao Meng Han reached out her hand to pat Chef Mute's shoulder, then placed the dripping blood on the chopping board.

Doctor Miao had seen everything from start to finish. She could not help but admire Xiao Menghan's foresight and his methods.

He had asked a mastiff to listen to him and to cooperate perfectly. He had no idea how the mastiff did it.

After that, Doctor Miao found an opportunity to ask Xiao Meng Han how she could tame a ferocious Tibetan mastiff in the shortest amount of time. Xiao Meng Han gave her two words: "Trust."

For those Tibetan mastiffs who hadn't cut off their toes to trust him, Doctor Miao wanted to estimate that it would be more realistic if he saw the King of Hell earlier. However, she also knew that Xiao Meng Han was different from other people.

Even if Xiao Menghan didn't change his appearance, but the strong untamed nature that was hiding in his body intimidated those Tibetan mastiffs.

Xiao Meng Han had personally brought the dog meat to Mo Xiao Ran, she was so hungry that her eyes were like stars. When she heard the sound of the door turning, she quickly covered her head with the blanket and only exposed her butt to the door.

"Xiao Yan, you can eat dog meat now. There's also dog meat soup."

Xiao MengHan put down the plate and looked at the bulge on the bed. He couldn't bear to blame her, but he felt sorry for her.

Jing Xiaoxiao stuck her head out from under the blanket and looked at Xiao MengHan with her shiny black eyes.

His gaze swept past Xiao Meng Han, and he saw the steaming hot bowls and plates on the table. The fragrance of the meat made her swallow her saliva, and she asked uncertainly: "Is it really dog meat?"

"Yes." Xiao Meng Han nodded gently and brought the bowl to her, smiling at Mo Xiao Yun.

As he ate the dog meat, he did not forget to ask Xiao Meng Han, "Are you talking about those Tibetan mastiffs outside?"

Xiao Meng Han's large hands gently combed through his hair. Hearing her question, his hand paused for a moment before he replied: "It's those who are outside." In her heart, Xiao Meng Han added, "Not a hidden mastiff. He had previously made people raise two ordinary hunting dogs."

Taking in the amount and momentum of the Tibetan mastiffs, the two hounds both obediently stayed in their nests and didn't normally come out.

Jing Xiaoxiao was relieved, and did not continue asking.

The dog meat was indeed fragrant. The mute chef stewed it with great relish. In addition to the steaming hot soup, they had a beautiful meal during a rainy day. Their entire bodies were exuding an intense heat.

The corners of her mouth were greasy, not a single drop of soup was left. Holding an empty bowl, she eagerly looked at Xiao Meng Han: "Anything else?"

Xiao Meng Han laughed as she reached out her hand to rub Xiao Xi's nose, flattering her: "Do you still want Doctor Miao to tie you up like a hedgehog?!" Leave the rest for tomorrow. "

"But I'm not full." Silent Nutjob was shameless and acted like a spoiled child, "I only ate a little. Just a little. Just a little."

Under Xiao Meng Han's line of sight, the hand that Jing Xiaoxiao raised slowly shrank the range of her gestures.

Seeing Xiao Menghan only smile without saying a word, Jing Xiaoxiao finally gave up. Her stomach was full too, but it was too delicious, and she could not stop eating.

"Tomorrow." Xiao Meng Han rubbed his head and softly said: "If you eat too much, you will get angry. Moreover, when you have eaten your fill, you cannot immediately go to bed, so you can go for a walk."

Down? She was afraid that if she saw Chef Dummy, she would eat dog meat. When Chef Dummy rushed out with a knife, she decided to eat in her room from now on, unless Xuan Xuan arrived.

"You want to be a snail now?"

"I don't want to be a snail. I want to sleep."

"Even a snail wouldn't dare to go down there. Is Xiao Yan afraid of meeting Uncle Mute?" Xiao Meng Han looked at the little figure on the bed and joked: "So Xiao Yan is actually a timid child!"

"How am I a child? I'm an adult, older than you." Ye Mo pulled off the blanket and puffed out his chest towards Xiao Meng Han. Then, he bent down and got off the bed with a lack of confidence.

However, as she looked at the door, she hesitated. If she really had to go out, she would eat the Tibetan Mastiff that the mute chef loved.

Xiao Meng Han did not give Mo Xiaoxiao a chance to regret. He opened the door and said to Mo Xiaoxiao, "The lord will not lie in bed, he will just be in bed with a snail!"

Silent Xiao Yun slowly walked downstairs. It was very quiet downstairs.

Both Doctor Miao and Sima Yunshu were in their own rooms. Doctor Miao was not hungry, she was reading a medical book.

Even though Xiao Menghan had solved this problem, he still felt that he had been too careless and had caused all this trouble.

Mo Xiaoxiao remembered Xuan Peng's phone number, but she didn't call it. She had to make sure it was safe.

Silently looking at the kitchen, it was very quiet.

It was as if the mute chef wasn't there. Mo Xiaoxiao looked around in confusion, and then through the window, she saw the mute chef carrying a big bag of things as he walked out of the room. She looked at Xiao Meng Han guiltily and asked, "Will he still come back?"