The grapes were sweet and the chef looked very professional.

He was wearing a white chef's coat with gold metal double-breasted buttons and a clean apron tied around his waist. The only thing missing was a tall hat.

However, this man is bald, so he doesn't wear a hat and is not afraid of his hair falling into the dishes and causing complaints from customers.

There is not just one bald head here, there are four or five others with shiny heads.

If you suddenly see this group of people, you will suspect that they are gangsters gathering to cause trouble!

They sat at the spacious terrace, where a table was filled with braised food and beer. Several men smoked cigarettes, chatting and boasting. It felt like a night market stall.

Only the chef was busy. In front of him was a charcoal grill more than two meters long, with a row of barbecued meats sizzling on it.

Seeing Lin Qingqing and Qiao Ruoran coming, he looked up and smiled, then handed a bunch of skewers to them.

The chef was incredibly handsome, but when Lin Qingqing smelled the aroma of barbecue, her appetite was quickly aroused. She didn't care about looking at the handsome man at this moment, she just wanted to eat delicious food.

She took the kebab and didn't care about the heat. She took a big bite, her mouth full of oil, and she squinted her eyes happily.

After eating a few skewers in a row, Lin Qingqing sighed with satisfaction: "It's so delicious~"

"Haha! It's delicious, right? Have another can of cold beer!" Qiao Ruoran saw that Lin Qingqing was eating happily. She reached out and took a can of beer from the ice bucket, opened it with a click, and handed it to Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing didn't like drinking, but she took it without hesitation and took a big gulp.

"This is life!" She covered her mouth and burped, then roughly wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Qiao Ruoran burst into laughter without any image.

Seeing her laughing happily, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but smile too. However, the corners of her eyes felt sore. At least, she hadn't lived like this for at least five years.

Qiao Mingyang was leaning on the balcony railing, a cigarette in his hand. Hearing their joyful laughter, he turned around and slowly revealed a doting smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Qingqing twisted her body uncomfortably, avoiding Qiao Mingyang's strange gaze:

"Where are we?"

She asked Qiao Ruoran, and then stood up and looked down, and found that they were on the top floor of a tall building.

A hundred meters below, the city is as prosperous as ever.

Lin Qingqing's breathing suddenly stopped for no apparent reason and her heart stopped beating.

Something is wrong!

"Capital! Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Qiao Ruoran looked at her strangely, as if she didn't understand why she asked that.

Qingqing? Didn’t Qiao Ruoran always call her Xiaoqing?

And the capital?

They haven’t arrived in Liancheng yet!

She instinctively felt that something was wrong. Everything in front of her suddenly seemed to move backward 128 times and the picture quickly reversed.

"Cough cough..." Lin Qingqing suddenly took a deep breath, bent over and started coughing violently.

She woke up and was surrounded by darkness and could not see anything.

Lin Qingqing's heart was beating wildly, wondering what was going on?

The dream had been so real that even now she could still feel her mouth full of fat, her stomach filled with alcohol, and her breath smelling of cumin.

Lin Qingqing took out her cell phone from the space and found that she was in the car with the dim light of the screen.

The Qiao siblings were gone, but the two soldiers were still breathing hard, their condition even better than before. They were wearing oxygen masks, and oxygen tanks from somewhere were placed beside them.

Lin Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then turned off her phone.

Everything outside the car was still engulfed in darkness. She waited patiently for a long time, but her vision showed no sign of recovery.

It was as if the entire car body was covered with black cloth, without a trace of light.

It should be, and there is no danger!

Lin Qingqing thought so in her heart, took out a lollipop from the space, and put it in her mouth.

I was really hungry and I didn’t know how long I had slept.

She tried to open the car doors, but they were all locked, leaving only a small gap, the width of a finger, in the front window.

She poked her finger into the gap and found that it was indeed covered by a thick cloth. This small gap was probably left for them to breathe.

But she was still almost out of breath, her brain was deprived of oxygen, her forehead was throbbing, and her chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

She took out a scalpel blade and gently cut a finger-long cut along the gap.

Fresh air filled with the scent of green grass filled my nostrils, and Qiao Ruoran's voice could be heard faintly in the distance: "Brother, can I not eat it? This thing is disgusting!"

"Okay, at worst I can prepare more dowry. Even if you turn into a spotted person, there will still be someone willing to marry you."

"Brother, you're so annoying! ...Can't I just drink the spiritual spring?"

"Of course! Drink it for eight or ten years, and all the poison will be gone!"

"Brother, now I know why you've been single forever!"

"Master and I used to worry about you being gay..."

Qiao Ruoran's plaintive voice was heard, and Lin Qingqing laughed inappropriately.

She was about to look out through the gap when she suddenly felt as if her brain was pricked by a needle. A fierce look flashed in her eyes and she quickly clenched the surgical blade in her hand into her palm.

The stinging sensation bought her a moment's breath.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard Qiao Mingyang exclaim, and at the same time, the mirror image outside the car came into her sight.

She seemed to be seeing a beautiful landscape painting.

A three-story villa was built on a hillside. There was a fence outside the house, and pink roses were blooming around the fence. On the flat green grass, a huge windmill was slowly turning.

The Qiao siblings were sitting at a stone table not far from the windmill. Qiao Ruoran was lying on a rocking chair, eating skewers with a reluctant look on her face.

It’s Qiao Mingyang’s space!

Qiao Mingyang attacked her with his mental power!

Why don’t you treat her to some barbecue?

Qiao Mingyang is destined to be alone!

Lin Qingqing died with immense resentment.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?" Qiao Ruoran was gnawing on grilled octopus slices. She didn't hear her brother speak for a long time, so she followed his gaze.

"Oh, could it be that Xiaoqing has woken up?" As she said that, she sat up from the chair and looked towards the stable.

"Xiaoqing? You call her so affectionately. Didn't you dislike her before?" Qiao Mingyang flipped the grilled squid in his hand and asked his sister nonchalantly.

"You said it was before! You told me before that seeing isn't necessarily believing! I think Xiaoqing is fine. At least she howled before running away this time!"

Qiao Ruoran threw the bamboo stick in her hand on the table, stood up and said, "I'll go see her and feed her some spiritual spring water. Her physical fitness is too poor."

"Oh, she's a girl anyway, so you won't be afraid if she sees you like this." The squid skewers were sizzling, and the aroma wafted in the air. Qiao Mingyang saw that the fire was almost done, so he started to sprinkle pepper, cumin, and chili powder...

Qiao Ruoran took out a small mirror. In the mirror, her originally beautiful face now looked like a shaman priest, the kind that didn't need makeup after changing into a new set of clothes.

"...Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. She probably won't wake up so soon. I fed her Master's food for three days and two nights. She might be having a sweet dream right now!"

Qiao Ruoran was scared. The octopus man launched a suicide attack. If they hadn't had space, they would have been in trouble this time.

After finally surviving, she discovered that she and her brother had been poisoned.

Her brother was even more cruel than her. He even brought back the incomplete body of the octopus man, saying that he wanted to use it to detoxify him!

Qiao Mingyang directly transferred all the things to the dangerous storage area, intending to study them slowly when he had time.

According to Chinese custom, when we discover a new species, we always try to see if it is edible.

And then how to make it delicious.

Since this thing is octopus, it can only be eaten grilled or fried.

Having said that, he only cut off a section of the tentacle to try.

Only after testing it in the laboratory to make sure it is non-toxic can I dare to try a small piece.

What Qiao Mingyang didn’t tell his sister was that the octopus slices had been fed to her pet chicken first!

After Qiao Ruoran had eaten and drunk her fill, Qiao Mingyang slowly teleported the car out of the space.

He woke Lin Qingqing up directly.