His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 836

Qian Miao took the sauce pig's trotter, but did not walk away.

The man looked at her, then pointed to the door, said a few words to the parents on the phone, and hung up the phone.

He turned and walked towards the stairs.

Qianmi tugged at his sleeve reflexively.

He twisted the thin fabric with his fingers, and he could feel the temperature above him.

The man looked back at her and remained silent.

She hesitated, then sign language: Can I borrow your cell phone?

The man's eyes were indifferent: "The newcomer cannot use any tools to communicate with the outside world."

This is the rule.

Qian Miao also knew about this, so she was so uneasy.

She released her hand, lowered it slowly, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, she heard a slight click, and she looked up to see him putting his phone on the table.

"Fix it in five minutes."

After a cold sentence, he walked away.

A flash of surprise suddenly appeared in Qian Miao's dazed eyes, staring at the man's back. After a while, she realized that she quickly picked up her phone and sent a message to her mother.

[Mom, I am currently training in the Dark League branch on the southeastern coast. Those people here can’t find me. I am very safe. I plan to study here for a while before leaving. You don’t have to worry about me. I borrowed this phone from someone else, you don't need to reply, don't read it. 】

She remembered her mother's number very clearly. After editing the information, she sent it out at once.

Then delete the traces of the text messages and put the phone on the table.

After waiting for a while, five minutes passed, and Bai Zhu did not come out.

Qian Miao vaguely heard the very soft sound of water, because her hearing was not as good as before, so she wasn't sure if she was taking a bath.

She waited for a few more minutes, and seeing that no one came out, she took the pork trotters with sauce and left.

After her back, two words kept sliding on the screen of the mobile phone on the table: Thank you.

Back at the Unmanned Valley, the old lady happily took the pig's trotter and tore it open and heated it.

Glancing at her, he pouted again, patted the table next to him, and said, "Sit down, don't drool standing there, it will all flow into my stove in a moment!"

Qian Miao didn't intend to be polite to her, so she just sat down without having dinner.

Just before sitting down, pay special attention to whether the chair has been touched.

The old lady had sharp eyes and snorted.

Looking at the steaming hot pot, Qian Miao put down a little beef and put it in the direction where the chili oil was rolling.

The chopsticks were suddenly caught.

"Hey, you can't eat this, you can only eat this." She pointed to the white soup that had not been touched very much beside her, full of disgust: "I don't want to eat your saliva."

Qian Miao slid down the chopsticks, and with one or two strokes, the beef was successfully cooked and placed in her bowl.

The old lady let out a low hum of dissatisfaction, but said nothing.

Just as the variety show ended the commercial, her attention was turned away.

It was only then that Qian Miao discovered that the old lady had been watching live TV, not the Internet player.

Moreover, it is still from country H.

Whenever the camera turned to a white and clean little fresh meat, the old lady showed a very kind smile, and there was no arrogance and badness at all.

Like a very kind old grandmother.

Qian Miao couldn't help but glance at the little fresh meat.

He is one of the regular hosts of this variety show. He is not very important, and he occasionally says a word.

My name is Cui Jinghuan.

Qian Miao watched and meat.

The old lady was so focused that she even forgot to eat, and didn't even notice her actions. The corners of her mouth kept rising, as if that Cui Jinghuan was her dream lover.