Hua Yao swallowed her saliva, poked her head out sneakily, and looked around.

The cold moonlight illuminates the courtyard.

Except for the wall that could support the façade, the courtyard was empty, and there was no place to hide people.

No one?

What's that ringing?

Hua Yao was just about to turn around, and there was a click, and there was another sound. She clutched the kitchen knife and looked at it, and there was an extra cloth bag on the ground. Next to the cloth bag, there is also a rabbit.

She was busy looking at the wall, and there was no one on the wall.

"Is this for me?" Hua Yao asked uncertainly, "Tongzi, are you sure that the original owner didn't hook up?" ”

The system says, "You've only been here for three months and you've never been out." ”

"Okay."

Hua Yao came to the yard with a kitchen knife, and when she opened it, it turned out to be a bag of flour. You must know that flour is not an ordinary thing, who would be so generous and give her half a bag of flour?

Can't think of results.

She poked at the rabbit next to her, and the rabbit was dead. She lifted the rabbit up. Good guy, almost more than ten pounds.

But handling the rabbit skin is also a technical job.

"Sending rabbits, not dealing with skins, is also a talent."

Hua Yao couldn't speak, she could only keep harassing the system. The system simply pretended to be dead, or just swallowed melon seeds. Hua Yao's head was full of clicking sounds, and she blocked the system in anger.

She left the rabbit where it was, thought for a moment, and turned back to the house. He took out a pen and paper from the cage and wrote a sentence on it. She didn't care if the other party could read it or not, so she put the note and the rabbit together.

Hua Yao carried the flour back to the house, closed the kitchen door, and entered the bedroom with the hot porridge.

The bedroom was lit with a lamp and a table.

Hua Yao sat on a chair, eating porridge while pricking up her ears to listen to the movement outside. In order to allow the good Samaritan to dispose of the rabbit skin, she also deliberately closed the door to leave enough space for the other party.

Hua Yao ate with a spoon with one hand, and never left the kitchen knife with one hand.

She pondered that she should put the kitchen knife under her pillow at night.

She looks so beautiful, something happens to a big deal.

Don't take it lightly.

After eating porridge, there was still no movement outside.

This body is not good, and when the time comes, it will be sleepy.

Hua Yao took a kitchen knife and prepared to sleep, as for the rabbit, let's talk about it tomorrow. The drowsiness is coming, and it can't be stopped, so it's time to sleep or to sleep.

In less than a minute, Hua Yao fell asleep.

In the kitchen, there was a tall figure standing, he stared at the porridge in the pot, took out a bowl from the cabinet, filled himself a bowl and began to eat.

There was a lot of porridge in the pot, and the man didn't eat it long after.

He frowned, touched his stomach, and looked around to see if there was anything else to eat. After looking for a long time, I only saw half a bag of rice, and a clean rice bowl that didn't even come in. He had no choice but to resign himself to the rabbits. Men are very skilled in handling rabbits.

In a few minutes, he was dealt with.

He put the rabbit on a plate and grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it on it. Finally, put the processed rabbit in a place where it can be seen at a glance and leave quietly.

Go to bed early and wake up early.

The genius was bright, and Hua Yao woke up.

She slept so dead last night that she didn't hear the slightest movement. She got dressed, carried a kitchen knife, and prepared to go out into the yard.

Pushing open the door, Hua Yao didn't see the rabbit, so she walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed, and it looked like it was last night. She opened the door and went in, and saw the rabbit that had been processed on the stove, and before she could rejoice, her face was already clouded.

This bastard still dares to steal her porridge?

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