Wearing into the book and the sickly gangster HE

Chapter 5 [004] Let's Eat
Su Qidu would not eat Su Ziling's food.

She opened the refrigerator door and looked inside, but found that it was full of lettuce, and there was no edible cooked food at all.

She closed the door agitatedly, planning to go to the living room to get some fruit to eat, but when she passed by the dining table, she noticed the small iron pot on it again.

Bursts of fragrance came from inside, making her salivate.

But, but!
As a dignified traveler who strictly follows the human design, she will never eat the food cooked by the hostess!
Su Qidu walked to the living room. There were some fruits on the fruit plate on the coffee table. The fruits placed here were all washed by the maid. She picked up an apple and prepared to eat it. But just as she opened her mouth, she suddenly noticed The apple was facing his own, and a hole was drilled by something, and there was a black powdery substance around the hole.

It can't be a bug, can it? !
Su Qidu felt goose bumps all over his body from nausea, and quickly threw the apple aside.

She looked at the other fruits. The strange thing was that all of these fruits had cracks, and some of them looked like they had been bitten by something.

Su Qidu frowned, she looked fine during the day, why did it become like this at night?
After thinking for two or three seconds, she understood a little.

Who else would do such a thing besides Su Ziling?

Su Ziling ruined all these fruits, definitely wanting her to eat that pot of porridge!

After Su Qidu figured it out, he packed all these fruits and planned to ask the maid to throw them away tomorrow.

She walked to the dining table again, staring at the pot of porridge coldly.

I don't know what tricks Su Ziling is playing.

Could it be that the porridge was poisoned?

Su Qidu ran upstairs in two or three steps, entered the bedroom and took down the sleeping S10.

"Hey, Xiao Shi, help me detect, is there poison in this porridge?"

S10 fell into a drowsy sleep, but was suddenly cueed and woke up suddenly.

【poison?what poison? 】

Su Qidu said in his mind: "This pot of porridge."

Every system has some basic functions. The S10 comes with a drug testing function. He yawned and tested it and said: [It’s not poisonous, it’s just ordinary meat porridge?And... it's quite fragrant! 】

Not poisonous?

Su Qidu raised her eyebrows slightly.

System detection will naturally not go wrong.

Su Ziling did not poison, and hoped that she could drink the porridge she cooked.

What the hell is this fucking happy about?

But Su Qidu couldn't think for long, because her stomach was already screaming so loudly that she was about to play a symphony.

Since it is not poisonous, it can be eaten.

She looked at the delicious meat porridge and pursed her lips.

Eat a little quietly, you shouldn't notice it.

After thinking for a second, Su Qidu ran into the kitchen resolutely, took out a spoon and went back to the dining table, but she was not in a hurry to eat, but stirred it with the spoon, there was no poison, it was impossible put something else.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything.

Perhaps, this is really just ordinary meat porridge.

Su Qidu finally let go, and took a bite out of it with a spoon.

I have to say, it tastes really good!

Her eyes lit up, and she took another bite.

The handicraft of a ten-year-old doll is pretty good, but she can cook porridge at the age of ten, who taught her?
Su Qidu thought about it, the teacher of the orphanage?Or the uncle in the canteen of the orphanage?

Maybe she was really hungry, Su Qidu ate very quickly, but she didn't finish eating, she stopped eating when she was almost [-]% full.

If she continued to eat, she might be caught stealing it.

Although, the congee noodles obviously dropped a few centimeters.

After wiping her mouth with the paper towel on the dining table, Su Qidu pulled out the trash can under the table, and was about to throw out the trash, but at that moment, her eyes suddenly widened!
There was a faint smell of blood coming from the trash can. The smell of porridge overwhelmed the smell before, so she never noticed it.

In this trash can, lay the corpses of two mice, no, they can't be called corpses.

That's just, two mouse skins and a bunch of scattered bones.

On the bone, you can even see the meat residue that has not been cleaned, and the disgusting blood has not yet solidified, soaked in the fur of the mouse.

　Su Qidu: Damn—vomit! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)