Xiang Jiangming actually smiled at him, and said to him, "Low-key."

Lu Qing was a little speechless, and his eyes looked even more pity for Xiang Jiangming.

Sure enough, the woman stopped counting, her long face had no expression, her neck turned like a clockwork, and her big eyes stared at Xiang Jiangming emptyly.

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm hungry, can I start dinner early?"

Xu Lang couldn't hold Xiang Jiangming back and touched his forehead with a little annoyed.

Just when everyone thought Xiang Jiangming was about to be cold, the woman suddenly felt a little aggrieved and said to Xiang Jiangming: "But I can't count the number of people. If I can't count the number of people, I can't have a meal. Can you please help me count?"

Lu Qing hissed softly, is this fucking okay?

Xiang Jiangming tsk and pointed to the bowl on the table: "Teacher, how many bowls have you just prepared?"

The woman said dumbly: "Seventeen."

Xiang Jiangming pointed at the children again: "Teacher, look, now one person is facing a bowl, so there are just seventeen people? Where did the eighteen come from?"

The woman opened her eyes wide, her mouth grew into a round O-shaped shape, and then she smiled happily, "Yes, I'm so stupid, I can't even think of this. I also said what to do if there is one more person, and I have to kill him. The blood here is hard to clean up, and it will scare other children."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a boy flipped off the stool.

The little girls couldn't help it and started crying. The whole room was filled with a chilling atmosphere. Everyone escaped the disaster and looked at Xiang Jiangming gratefully. However, Xiang Jiangming had already rubbed his hands and was about to enjoy breakfast.

The woman divided the seafood porridge in the pot into the bowl of each child.

Xiang Jiangming picked up the spoon and drank it. Suddenly, he felt the two boys on the opposite side looking at him. Then he remembered something. He raised his hand and covered his heart, and said perfunctorily: "Ah, I was scared to death just now."

Zhou Ran: “…”

Xu Lang: “…”

The two boys looked at him even more strangely.

Qi Wenyue always felt that the boy opposite was a little inexplicably familiar with him, a bit like a person he knew.

But that person is a god-like person, an absolute power person. Even if he is trapped in the game now, he is still a god of killing that makes ghosts scared. If he really encounters such a scene, he will probably just lift his sword and kill all the ghosts here. Is it necessary to show off here and take risks?

Therefore, Qi Wenyue quickly gave up that idea and stared at Zhou Ran opposite him. After all, pulling the young lady in front of him into a canoe was his mission this time!

Seeing that nothing else happened, Zhou Ran took the spoon and sipped the porridge. As she drank, the sound of rack sawing wood sounded outside the house. So she narrowed her eyes and looked out and found a camphor tree forest behind the building, and a hunched man was bent over and cutting wood.

He felt someone looking at him, and immediately turned his head. Zhou Ran's heart thumped hard, and a fierce man's face hit her sight.
Chapter completed!