After a hard day's work, it was finally done. Su Qiao clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
"Okay, we will officially open tomorrow."
In the dead of night, with the bright moon in the sky, the cold white moonlight shines through the ceiling and shines on the person sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, adding a touch of mystery and holiness to her, who is dressed in white and already dazzling like a god.
The jade-white ears moved slightly, and Su Qiao opened his eyes with a 'shake' sound.
Someone broke in.
Although the sound was very small, she clearly heard two small breathing sounds.
The huge Mental Power was placed outside and enveloped the entire house. She soon discovered the two uninvited guests in the shop downstairs.
It seems that after a serious quarrel with Ye Hanyi, Feng Shuya has returned to the Feng Family.
In his last life, Avatar Su Qiao said he committed suicide, but in fact he was forced to commit suicide.
Because after she returned to her hometown Harriet Star in despair, Feng Shuya also sent people to hunt her down in order to silence her.
It's just that in this life, the pursuit is ahead of schedule.
Su Qiao raised her lips slightly, and the charming Danfeng eyes were full of coldness.
"Then let's see who can have the last laugh."
The figure flashed and fell to the ground quietly without making any sound. Su Qiao went downstairs.
She only met one person, and before the other person could see her clearly, she had already picked her with a sword.
After thinking about it, she walked to the warehouse, got the big sacks used to load goods in the grocery store, and put the two men who had lost their breath into the sacks.
I just put it in the corner of the warehouse, planning to find an opportunity to get it out tomorrow. Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I found the little guy standing at the door, staring at me with a pair of light brown eyes.
"Ahem."
Unexpectedly, he would be caught. Su Qiao was a little embarrassed and walked towards him with a calm expression. "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"
Ye Jingting glanced at the two large sacks in the corner, and said in a slightly lower voice, "What are you doing?"
Su Qiao paused, blocked his sight, and explained without changing his expression:
"Oh, don't we still have a lot of pork meat left today? I packed it in sacks and prepared it for the opening tomorrow to make soup."
Ye Jingting, who watched her stuff the body into a sack and carry it into the warehouse. "..."
Su Qiao pushed him out the door directly. "Go to bed quickly, I have to get up early tomorrow to do Personal Terminal for you."
Ye Jingting took one last deep look at the two large sacks in the corner that clearly smelled of blood. Without saying anything else, he turned around and slowly went upstairs.
'Huh'
Fortunately, I got through it.
It's better not to let the little guy come into contact with such a cruel thing.
Su Qiao closed the warehouse door, patted his chest and went upstairs.
*
The next day, Su Qiao got up early and took the little guy to the administrative building to register and apply for Personal Terminal.
Of course, the name was not actually 'Xiao Hei', but he was given a very gentle name, 'Su Moyu'.
After solving the little guy's problem, Su Qiao took him back home.
Coincidentally, the tables and chairs ordered the day before were also delivered.
She set them up one by one and briefly decorated the shop, then took a short rest and cooked a delicious lunch.
After eating and drinking, he ordered the little guy to read the study materials in the room. He gritted his teeth and ran to buy a second-hand small home aircraft.
I ran home again, packed the two sacks in the warehouse, took them to the wild and threw them away. I also picked some herbs and wild vegetables, and shot two strange beasts.
By the time she hurried home, it was already dark.
When she packed up her things and went upstairs, she was stunned as soon as she stepped into the living room.
After a while, she found her voice.
Pointing to the two big sacks in the center of the living room, Su Qiao looked at the little guy who was wiping the floor with a cloth. "What... is this?"
Ye Jingting paused for a moment, then said in a low voice without changing his expression, "Mutated Beast Meat."