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Chapter 19
Shen Ruoran found a place closest to the men's clothing and sat on the floor, putting his hands on his knees and no longer paying attention to Cai Juanhua.

No one was chatting with her. Cai Juanhua talked to herself for half an hour, and stopped talking. She sat quietly and stared at an embroidered picture of eight horses.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the alarm clock hanging on the wall sounded the evening time. Then Shen Ruoran saw the old man and others digging out quilts, pillows, and even straw mats from the corner in a tacit understanding, and then lay down straight and fell asleep.

Skilled movements, like a step-by-step robot.

She always felt like something was wrong, but suddenly she couldn't put her finger on it.

Gollum, gollum.

Shen Ruoran had been focusing on outside investigation, but his stomach made several noises from hunger. Shen Ruoran slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

The strange thing about this group of people is, don’t they need to eat?
She should have entered the 14th floor around three o'clock in the afternoon. It was now seven o'clock in the evening, and they were able to skip dinner and sleep peacefully without any hindrance.

However, it is a good thing for Shen Ruoran that everyone goes to bed early, which makes it easier for her to start stocking up on clothes.

Each floor of the Wantang Building has a large area, an open view, and a lot of clothes piled up.

Perhaps due to lack of cleaning, the few men's clothes placed on the outside were even covered with dense spider webs.

Shen Ruoran ignored a few items on the surface with disgust, paying great attention to the hygienic quality of each item before collecting them.

After Qing Mimi finished collecting, it was the usual time for dinner, but Shen Ruoran felt a rare feeling of worry.

What food has no smell or taste and no sound when eaten?

The delicious food stored in your portable space must still be hot when you take it out. It is when the fragrance is strongest, and the smell will definitely reach other people's noses.

If it is a snack, there will also be a sound when unpacking it.

Shen Ruoran was suddenly annoyed that his personal space could not carry people. It would be great if people could enter.

When I completed the first hell-level doomsday dungeon in Fast Travel, the system gave me a choice of two space rewards.

One is the portable space that Shen Ruoran is currently using. It is divided into three areas and has the functions of infinite expansion, stopping time, and purifying evil spirits.The other is the manor space, which consumes gold, zombie crystal nuclei, and mutant beast magic crystals to obtain the host's survival time in the manor.

Shen Ruoran's strength did not require an amulet at all. He chose the portable space without much thought at the time.

She doesn't regret it now, but she is annoyed that her portable space lacks the function of hiding people.

In a dark corner, the small lid containing grape-flavored jelly was gently opened, and the content of the bag of jelly was quietly reduced little by little.

Suck, suck, suck.Shen Ruoran ate very carefully. The jelly had no taste and made much less noise than other snacks that needed to be opened before being eaten.

As long as she sucked slower, she could finish it quietly.

After two bags of jelly, I was still hungry and still not full.

As a celebrity who eats a lot without getting fat, Shen Ruoran has a relatively large appetite. She also wants to eat fried chicken, snail noodles and spicy hotpot.

But no, the smell of these delicacies is too strong. The old, weak, women and children sleeping on the 14th floor will have extremely sensitive noses after being hungry for a long time, and they should be awakened by the fragrance.

Shen Ruoran's eyes became increasingly resentful. She had never wronged herself since her sudden death while working overtime.

It's the same this time.

The style of the night was extremely violent, and the raindrops violently hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, opening an overbearing auditory feast.

The sound of sleeping snores came one after another, accompanied by the equally loud sounds of grinding teeth and humming.

In the corner a hundred meters away from them, three fans with the strongest wind speed were spinning continuously. A thick rope was tied to the bracket and finally connected to Shen Ruoran's left hand.And Shen Ruoran's right hand picked up the tenderloin with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Chew with pleasure.

A large bowl of Malatang with rich ingredients appeared brightly on the 14th floor. The huge wind quickly dissipated the high concentration of food aroma in the air.

"Um...Mom..." Huang Xiaoya's little feet twitched in fear. She dreamed that she and her mother were drifting on the windy sea.

The ten-meter high wave turned into the black face of the devil and rushed towards her, trying to engulf her.

The little girl woke up with a start. She grabbed Liu Yun's collar with her right hand and hugged her. She felt the temperature from her mother's body and confirmed that what she just said was fake.

He raised his head and, through the dim and empty moonlight, once again confirmed that he was holding his beloved mother.

"Well."

Huang Xiaoya rubbed her eyes, feeling that she was dreaming again, and blinked hard a few times. Hey, this time it was actually a good dream. She seemed to really see the beautiful goddess eating meat.

The thin body stood up and walked toward Malatang with both feet, drooling all over the floor.

Shen Ruoran, who was paying attention to the situation of Cai Juanhua and others, saw Huang Xiaoya waking up, and with a thought, he took away three fans and ate most of the Malatang at one time, relying on the connection of the thick rope.

Lie down, curl up, close your eyes, and do it all in one go.

"Sister, were you eating just now? I seem to have seen Rourou. Did you hide it?"

The soft and waxy little milk sound sounded close to her ear. Shen Ruoran felt itchy and continued to pretend to sleep.

Huang Xiaoya sniffed the air hard, trying to smell something.

"Sister, Xiaoya is so hungry, can you give some to Xiaoya?" The little girl's stomach rumbling loudly, she licked her lips hungrily and begged.

Shen Ruoran pretended to be woken up, frowned displeased, and said in an impatient tone: "Little sister, if you don't want to sleep at this hour, why are you here disturbing me?"

Huang Xiaoya was frightened and moved back timidly, clasping her hands together, imitating the way of worshiping Bodhisattva during the New Year, and bent down to worship Shen Ruoran.

"Sister, I just saw you eating. Can you share some with me? Xiaoya and mom can help you."

Although Shen Ruoran felt pity for the little girl, she still said angrily: "You are wrong. Where can I find food? Little girl, you have thoughts every day and dreams every night. There is something wrong with your eyes."

This sentence was something Shen Ruoran had thought about a long time ago. After all, who would believe that there are things in the world that disappear out of thin air?

I must have seen it wrong, or else I might have encountered a ghost.

However, Huang Xiaoya was young and had a pure world view. She firmly believed that Shen Ruoran hid the food.

Keep begging her.

Shen Ruoran had a headache. She now realized that the countermeasures she had compiled before were very useful for adults, but not for children.

Children are very convinced of what they see in front of them, while adults will be suspicious because of a sentence or two.

"Don't the people on your floor get any food?"

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Huang Xiaoya, Shen Ruoran gave up on the spot and simply asked a few more words from her.

I've been sleeping so hard in Xinjuyuan these past few days that my schedule has already been reversed. Following the little light left by the moon, I can vaguely see that the electronic alarm clock on the wall points to ten o'clock.

(End of this chapter)