flstandardbreds Chapter 69 Hide the Wolf's Tail
Chapter 69 Hide the Wolf's Tail
By the time she finished tidying up the Guanyin Eighty-Eight Temples, Tu Hao had already finished showering and was sitting in a chair.
He was still wearing the anti-bite device, and his face looked very tired, with dark circles under his eyes, all from the exhaustion he had from treating the deformed person these past two days.
When Miao Yin came out, she also brought out some food, and the table was filled with plates.
These were all sent by Zuixian Pavilion at that time, and even the plates were untouched.
The plates at Zuixian Pavilion are all custom-made and have their own exclusive logo on them.
Tu Hao looked at the plate, as if he had remembered something.
He remembered that before the apocalypse, there was a rich young master who spent a fortune at Zuixian Pavilion and Fuyun Tower to please his girlfriend, making a name for himself far and wide.
That girlfriend's name seems to be...
"Leng Miaoyin...you are Leng Miaoyin?"
He travels all over the world and hasn't been in Jingzhou for very long.
The fire at the Leng family's house was quite famous, but by the time he arrived, it had already been over for almost two months. At the time, he had just heard about it casually after dinner and moved on, not taking it to heart at all.
Therefore, when Miao Yin said her name, Tu Hao, who was already exhausted, didn't even think about it.
Who would associate the rumored sickly young lady with the woman in front of them wielding a chainsaw?
He only saw these special plates now.
The food at Zuixian Pavilion isn't something everyone can afford.
Tu Hao then remembered the name.
"Call me Miao Yin, that surname sounds awful."
Miao Yin opened the plate, revealing the exquisitely decorated, steaming hot food inside, and the aroma immediately filled the RV.
She waved her fork at Tu Hao: "Aren't you coming? You must have been hungry for a while."
It's been at least two days.
Tu Hao was certainly hungry. He had originally intended to ask Miao Yin for the supermarket supplies she had promised him earlier, but he hadn't planned to have dinner with her.
Even though Miao Yin brought out a lot of food, he didn't expect there would be some for him.
Rather, it was Miao Yin's sudden return to normalcy that surprised him.
Did she poison it?
"You think I poisoned you? That's going too far," Miao Yin said, biting her fork.
Tu Hao: ? How did she guess what he was thinking?
That shouldn't be the case. He's been a mercenary for so many years, how could he be so easily seen through?
Thinking of a certain possibility, Tu Hao's face darkened: "Your spell allows you to see into other people's thoughts?"
"...Guess?" Miao Yin had already started eating.
Tu Hao thought for a moment, then sat down opposite her and pointed to the anti-bite device.
"How am I supposed to eat if you don't untie me?"
Miao Yin suddenly realized, "Ah, right."
Tu Hao: "..."
She tossed him a key and told him to unlock it himself.
Tu Hao tossed the anti-bite device aside with disdain and then began to eat.
He has no sense of aesthetics when it comes to eating, and is even somewhat rude. He also has a large appetite, especially after gaining superpowers, his need for food has increased dramatically.
If it weren't for this, with his previous food reserves, he could have lasted for several more days.
Miao Yin was aware of this and even gave him an extra large loaf of toast.
She has nothing else but an abundance of food, enough to feed an entire base.
Tu Hao was stunned as he held the bread.
The woman sitting opposite was unusually quiet at this moment, her face expressionless, indifferent and aloof, and she no longer let out any harsh laughter.
She ate slowly and gracefully, every movement beautiful. The cutlery in her hands was like an artist's paintbrush, flexible and elegant.
It was at this moment that Tu Hao began to sense a bit of the "refined lady" from the rumors.
Tu Hao munched on his bread, unable to help but wonder.
Is she schizophrenic?
"Snap." Miao Yin put down her cutlery, elegantly wiped her lips with a tissue, and then said.
"Clean up the table, then go wash the dishes."
Tu Hao remained expressionless: "...I can't."
"I believe you can learn on your own." That's how you learned it in your past life.
"What's the point of keeping these plates? They're big and take up a lot of space, and they can't hold much food."
That's true. High-end restaurants make their plates exceptionally beautiful, then fill them with food that can be eaten in just a few bites, and then promote it as a source of pride.
"I said I'd wash it, so I'll wash it."
Tu Hao glanced at the unfinished bread in his hand, then at the plate, and decided to let it go.
"Don't blame me if it breaks."
After finishing the bread in a few bites, Tu Hao started washing the dishes.
The mercenary, who usually casually enters and exits mansions to kill his targets, is as clumsy as a young boy at this moment.
Either too much dish soap was poured in at once, causing the sink to be full of bubbles, or someone squeezed too hard and broke a plate; all sorts of accidents kept happening.
He made a lot of noise in the kitchen.
Miao Yin sighed outside.
It needs to be worked out more.
In her past life, she had worn him down to become someone who could be both elegant in public and capable in the kitchen.
It took Tu Hao a full hour to finish washing the dishes.
Six plates went in, and three came out, resulting in a loss rate as high as 50%.
He said with a dark expression, "I'm never washing dishes again."
“No,” Miao Yin said lightly, “You’ll be washing dishes for me until you learn how to wash them.”
"Why should I keep washing you... no, how long are you going to keep me here?"
"Unless you're dead."
"Depend on!"
Miao Yin was only quiet for a short while, but Tu Hao was almost deceived by this appearance and forgot what kind of person she was.
A lifetime? You can actually say that.
He scratched his head, annoyed, and said, "What did I do to offend you?"
He had been thinking about this for a long time, but he couldn't think of any way he could have offended her to warrant her attention.
"Miao Yin, I don't want anything from you, and I can promise not to kill you. We can wipe the slate clean. It's about time you stopped. We're not on the same side, and I can't follow you."
"This is not a decision you can make."
Miao Yin pointed to his forehead, "Forget about offending me or not, I've set my sights on you, and I've already cursed you. I can do whatever I want to you, and I'm going to keep you tied to me for life. What can you do about it?"
Hearing this, and recalling all the strange things she had tied up to him before, Tu Hao felt a chill run down his spine.
She wouldn't... be using him as a male concubine, would she?!
"Don't even think about it," he said sternly. "If you don't want to let me go, I'll kill you sooner or later. Anyway, once you're dead, your superpowers will naturally disappear. You try it! I have plenty of ways to deal with this!"
His response was met with the raging fire of the cursed soul.
Looking at Tu Hao, who was groaning in pain at her feet, Miao Yin wore a pleased smile.
She kicked him over, stepping on his shoulder with her shoe, the toe pressing against his still-healing wound, until blood once again stained Tu Hao's clothes.
She looked down at him, her tone both innocent and wicked.
“Darling, now that you’re by my side, you’d better hide your wolf tail.”
"If you get caught, you'll be punished."