"I want dog meat."

Standing in front of Xiao Meng Han, he repeated her words: "I want to eat dog meat, dog meat outside."

Pfft. The soup that Doctor Miao just swallowed came out of his mouth. It was a Tibetan mastiff.

Even Doctor Miao felt that it was something extremely rare. How could Mo Xiaoxiao want to eat the flesh of a Tibetan mastiff?

The mute chef panicked as he nervously looked at Xiao Meng Han.

Each and every one of the Tibetan mastiffs was his life, and he had raised them. Following him, the mute chef would personally prepare three meals a day for the Tibetan mastiff.

If it weren't for Xiao Menghan's pleas and the chefs' debt to Xiao Zhenhai for his life, Chef Mute would never have left the vast holy land and come to this place.

Xiao Meng Han quietly looked at him, her eyes as gentle as water. The spiraling threads of love were wrapped around him, surrounding him. Only one side of her was filled with love, while the other was filled with a tender heart.

Doctor Miao shook his head as he watched, his fingers slowly stirring the soup. He was glad that his grandson hadn't married Mo Xiaoxiao.

"Xiao Yan, why do you want to eat dog meat?"

He suddenly clapped his hands and jumped as he circled around Xiao Meng Han, while singing loudly: "Dog meat fragrance, dog meat fragrance, god smells like you want to jump off a wall, dog meat fragrance, dog meat fragrance, dog meat smell like you want to jump off a wall, god standing is unsteady, eating dog meat is warm, you do not need a quilt to survive the winter, dye will eat dog meat, dye through the winter, dye you want to become a god."

Xiao Meng Han laughed as she realized that the current Mo Xiaoxiao was too adorable, causing him so much pain.

His eyes were full of silent and small dye smile, raised in the corner of his eyebrows in the charming corner of his mouth, not charming, is pure.

Xiao Menghan's heart palpitated. For a moment, he was no longer in a quiet room, but a romantic spring canyon. Under the bright sunlight, she danced towards him.

Doctor Miao shook his head. This was indeed the trial of a hero.

It seemed that the possibility of Xiao Meng Han agreeing to Silent Dye was very, very high. Other than the song that she was singing over and over again, there was another voice in Doctor Miao's ears.

It was the sound of the joints being dislocated due to the tension. Doctor Miao didn't even need to look to know who it was.

From the looks of it, Chef Mute was not an ordinary person. Doctor Miao knew that those mastiffs were raised by Chef Mute.

When the mute chef left, he was afraid that he would hear the answer. The doting smile on Xiao Meng Han's face gave them all the answer.

He couldn't take it anymore like this? Doctor Miao turned her head to look at the lost figure lying on the floor in the kitchen. She really couldn't finish the tonic she wanted, but it would be a waste if she got cold.

Dr. Miao had always known that being diligent and frugal was a good truth, and she still had to work hard to live on until he was sure that Miao Siqing had a stable life.

Mo Xiaoxiao was tired from jumping and she panted heavily. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Xiao Meng Han. Her captivating red lips became stubborn as she said, "Dog meat, I want to eat dog meat."

"Do you really want to eat it?" Xiao Meng Han looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

He liked her. He liked her for her strong, thorny charm. Now he liked her even more. He liked her childish, childish innocence. Did he really just want to eat dog meat?

Xiao Meng Han swept her gaze across the face of Sima Yun Shu who was standing at the doorway, not daring to enter.

"Mmm, Yunshu said it's delicious, but she said the dogs outside can't be eaten. I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat the dogs outside."

"Xiao Yan, be good. You want to eat dog meat? I'll get someone to bring it for you. I'm afraid it won't work today. Tomorrow."

"Now, immediately, immediately." She looked at Xiao Meng Han and clenched her fists as she waved excitedly: "I don't like you anymore, I hate you. You listened to my song, yet you don't give me any dog meat. You're shameless, you're a bad kid."

Doctor Miao silently stood up from the dining table. He was glad that he had eaten the tonic, or else he would have really spat it out.

Xiao Menghan and a bad child? No matter how much Dr. Miao thought about it, it did not have a proper number in it.

He walked up to protect her and tried to push her away. However, she pushed him away and ran up the stairs as angry words floated from her body to the statue: "I'm not eating anymore, I'm not eating meat, I'm going to starve to death. You guys don't like me, I want to announce, I want to announce, wuwuwuwu, I want to announce.

The rain continued to fall, bringing with it a certain coolness. The air in the room suddenly became sparse.

Xiao Meng Han felt that her chest was a little stuffy and a bit painful. She placed one hand on her chest and the other on the wall, her gaze never leaving the stairs that had already disappeared without a trace.

With a single sentence, she sentenced him to death and pushed him from heaven to hell.

Doctor Miao did not leave. She walked to Xiao Meng Han's side and extended her wrinkled right hand.

Her index and middle fingers rested on Xiao Meng Han's wrist, which was supporting the wall. Her expression immediately became heavy.

Xiao Meng Han smiled elegantly at Doctor Miao and said, "Doctor Miao, I'm fine." His smile was very shallow. It was like a dragonfly flying across the surface of a lake, creating ripples in which he was unable to struggle out of his fate.

Whose fault was this? Dr. Miao didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

Because this was Xiao Menghan's choice, the fate of Xiao Menghan and Mo Xiaoxiao intertwined with each other.

If it wasn't Xiao Menghan, then it would be Miao Shiqing. Doctor Miao looked at Xiao Menghan. If it was his grandson, Doctor Miao would not be so calm and collected. She coughed and asked, "Are you really going to feed her dog meat?"

"Right." Xiao Meng Han nodded, but just as she was about to say something, he saw the mute chef rushing out of the kitchen with a knife in his hand.

Chef Mute's figure was very quick. Doctor Miao only saw a flash before him as the Mute Chef pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

Sima Yunshu, who was standing at the door, cried out in fear. However, she quickly realized that the mute chef wasn't running towards her, but towards the Tibetan mastiffs in the outer court.

Before Doctor Miao could wake up, he only saw another figure flash by. When he looked over, Xiao Meng Han was already outside and had stopped the mute chef at the entrance.

Rain fell from the sky and fell on the two people standing opposite of each other. It soaked their hair and made them lose their vision. For a moment, the two people enveloped by the rain became even more blurry.

Chef Mute's eyes were completely red, the blade in his hand was gripped tightly, he was looking at Xiao Meng Han with a tragic look in his eyes.

The Tibetan mastiff was raised by a mute chef. When it was raised by a son, it would live together just like a comrade. In times of danger, it could expose its throat and heart to the companion of the Tibetan mastiff.

Xiao Meng Han agreed to give Mo Xiaoxiao dog meat, as this was cutting off the meat from a Mute Chef.

Chef Mute owed Xiao Zhenhai's life. If he wanted to cut it, he had to do it himself.

Tears flowed down Mute Chef's swarthy face. This was something even more painful than cutting off his flesh!

When Doctor Miao saw this, he felt very upset. His nose was sour.

Chef Mute had always been a silent person. He was listless as he did things, taking good care of everyone here. What he cooked was not some particular dish, but rather a very delicious one.

Those Tibetan mastiffs were also loyal soldiers, guarding the outer courtyard without any sounds of barking or biting.

Every time there was a stir in the wind, they would be the first to rush over.