National School Prince Is A Girl
1302 The First Thousand Seventy Eighty
It wasn't until Lin Feng saw Grandpa Butler in Bo Jiukou's mouth that only someone in this world could really handcuff the whole sheep at home.
At first they rang the doorbell, and after seeing the man, they paused.
Especially Rao Rong, who stood at the front, had a cool posture. After touching the face of the person in front of him, he paused and said sorry to the old man in English.
Then, turned his head and asked Lin Feng: "Are you sure you didn't find the wrong door?"
"109, this one." Lin Feng also wondered why it was a handsome British grandpa who came to open the door.
Or would he ask the little spades in a voice?
Just when he wanted to pick up his phone,
The old man in a smart suit opened his mouth, and his manners were thoughtful, just like a nobleman: "The young master is still adjusting the network. How many of them are invited?"
Very pure Chinese, which made Rao Rong touch the bridge of his nose.
Lin Feng's eyes turned round and round: "Young Master?"
What is the name of this era?
However, if you are adjusting the network, it is sure that Little Spades is right.
Several people are all sleepwalking.
Even Uncle Yin put the cigarette that he was going to hold in his mouth and put it in his hand. This situation was really a bit unimaginable.
Especially the old British man was wearing a black apron with a nice tone: "Today I prepared roasted whole sheep for you. The young master said, you all love meat."
There is nothing wrong with them eating meat.
But in front of him was such an oversized iron shelf, and behind him was a British housekeeper holding a professional knife and fork.
This makes them a little square.
The room was very fragrant.
Lin Feng could even see the whole sheep in the center, the moment his skin was handcuffed into golden.
It's thorny, the oil is still dripping into the fire, it can't be more fragrant!
The old man, at first glance, was a professional cook who raised a machete and cut a few knives on the sheep. He was a skilled and gentleman, as if he were performing.
Coco touched his chin with a look: "This way ..."
"Huh?" Xue Yaoyao leaned over and wanted to ask what happened.
Coco bit the rabbit in his arms: "It's so cool, I saw almost the same when I followed my dad in Prince Dubai."
"So we ate the Prince's standard for a meal." Lin Feng was in a trance.
Coco stopped talking, he was smelling meat, it was too fragrant.
Roasting whole sheep is not the same as eating barbecue.
The flavor of fruit wood is mixed with cumin powder, and the burst of fragrance will instantly make the stomach scream.
Few people at home will do it.
Unless it is to go to the Mongolian steppe.
Rao Rong was not surprised at all at this time. After all, he had other contacts with that person before.
If the other party is only the young master of the Fu family, it is impossible to do this step.
But that is z.
World-class hacker.
He wandered in the dark period and heard a lot about that person.
A family of hackers.
The origin is unfathomable.
Some people say that z has a noble lineage that combines oriental and western people in the 19th century.
But these have never been confirmed, after all, that person is a man or a woman, they did not know before.
If it is not in contact with Little Spades, he will not realize that she is z.
Now it seems.
It's really too rich.
However, he never understood.
Why is z always in the fifth track in the information they found.
The little spades are in Jiangcheng.
Those are not important anymore.
What matters is Qin Mo, the opponent he used to be, what is happening now.