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Chapter 97 Two Negro slaves

"Chehe... Are you okay? Will you get burned?" Yan Chen asked with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, I can't stop me in a small kitchen. OK, wait for five-star treatment today at noon." Wang Qianqian's confident and surging voice came from the smoky kitchen.

And on the other side.

Tang Hao used a fire extinguisher in one hand, pried open the door panting, and shouted loudly.

"Hurry up! Come here!"

However.

There was no fire at the scene, but black smoke was filled with it.

Completely lost sight.

There was no cry for help, and there was an extremely calmness.

It seemed that Tang Hao's roar was heard inside, and there was a violent collision, and whispers spread in the black smoke.

"What should I do? Tang Hao is back."

"I don't know either..."

"Why don't you go up and admit your mistake?"

"No, I will definitely suffer if I get caught."

"Are you really sure? Take out the results and you may be beaten up less."

Yan Chen and Wang Qianqian curled up and hid behind the sofa and whispered to discuss countermeasures.

At first they just wanted to give Tang Hao a surprise lunch. After all, Wang Qianqian volunteered to show her cooking skills, and Wang Qian's previous lessons. Yan Chen mistakenly thought that her cooking skills were so superb, so he went up and took action for someone.

It was normal at the beginning, and the vegetables were cut into the pot and the oil was sprinkled with each well in an orderly manner.

When the fire broke out, the end of the world came.

There was a burnt smell in the kitchen, and the green cabbage began to shrink slowly, and finally turned into black charcoal, and countless black smoke jogged out of the kitchen.

In the end, it became the scene that Tang Hao saw when he came back.

"It's over... We both have to be finished by being caught by Tang Hao." Yan Chen sighed.

She vaguely felt that her little butt had a sense of crisis.

"Don't worry... I'll explain it to him carefully then, I will understand..."

After Wang Qianqian comforted her for a few words, the sound of someone slitting his teeth came from behind.

"What do you want to express..."

"ah!!!"

The two women jumped up in an instant and fled in the opposite direction.

Since Tang Hao can find them, he naturally cannot escape his devil's claws.

Tang Hao grabbed the back of the two women's necks with both hands, and easily lifted them up and threw them on the sofa.

"What are you doing!"

Tang Hao moved slightly, blocking Yan Chen, who was trying to find control to escape.

One hand blocked Yan Chen's way, and the other foot stuck on the top of the sofa, making Wang Qianqian retreat back.

Yan Chen and Wang Qianqian looked at each other, as if they had experienced a deep communication, and said in unison.

"The kitchen is on fire~"

"The refrigerator is fried~"

Hum? The two of them collided again, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes, as if they were questioning why the other party said this.

"Are you sure!?" Tang Hao said coldly.

The two women passed through the depth of their eyes again and said again.

"The refrigerator is fried~"

"The kitchen is on fire~"

have to!

Change again...

"Okay!! Very good!"

At noon, Yan Chen recalled the ruthless treatment of his butt by Tang Hao, while Wang Qianqian recalled the experience of being hung on the chandelier by Tang Hao.

The whole kitchen was in trouble, with black walls, charred pot bottoms, and devilish ingredients like black charcoal on it.

"There is no black stain on the wall." Tang Hao blocked the door and directed the two black slaves in front of him.

"A kindness is really taken for the donkey's liver and lungs." Yan Chen wiped the dishwasher and kept complaining.

"I heard it!" Tang Hao said, "Work honestly to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

Although he doesn't use the kitchen, he can't keep it there in black all the time. It's awful to see. These two destruction kings are just in handy.

"I understand." Yan Chen touched his slightly painful buttocks and pouted.

"Also, don't laugh, you are the culprit!" Tang Hao pointed to Wang Qianqian who was laughing next to the refrigerator and said, "I plan to plant you directly in the backyard, leaving only one head outside. If you are a chatterbox, just seal your mouth."

"You dare!" Wang Qianqian said in a silence.

"He really dares..." Yan Chen, who was standing beside him, whispered.

After saying that, Yan Chen did not forget to signal Wang Qianqian to look out the window, and saw a pit downstairs that could accommodate one person was presented in front of the two of them.

"Work honestly...or you will be ready to squat down below tonight." Tang Hao said, pointing to the huge pit.

"Tang Hao, you can't do this. I'm your boss." Wang Qianqian shrank her head and said in fear.

"So what can we do? We will do the same thing." Tang Hao said calmly.

"My dad won't allow you to treat me like this!"

Wang Qianqian looked at Tang Hao with great resentment, took out her cell phone and asked for help from her old father who had been doting.

Yan Chen called to complain, but Tang Hao was still quite afraid of his old man. After all, the spatula in his hand was not a joke, so it was inevitable that he would take care of him.

But Mr. Wang is different. The two respect each other and give in to each other. When they meet, they can only respect the elderly and call them old, but they are on the surface.

Even if Mr. Wang really came over with a ten-meter-long machete, he would have to fight him for up to 300 rounds.

Wang Jian, who was playing chess with Mr. Li, was playing rogue there.

"Old Li asked me to have a son..."

"You old man, you have regretted four games in a row."

"There are three, there are four, and there are four, there are five."

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore."

Mr. Li waved his hand and pushed the chess pieces all over the table. He really couldn't play chess with Mr. Wang.

"Look at your ugly chess game, I am the only one who plays with you." Wang Jian accused Mr. Li with disgust.

Little did he know that he was the one with the worst chess quality, so Mr. Li played chess with him because of the reason.

"You!!! Just stay here." Mr. Li was so angry that he left.

Wang Jian waved his hand and was about to recruit Mr. Li, the old man who was stinky, and the phone next to him rang.

When I saw that it was my baby's little daughter who sent a video call, my face was almost bursting with laughter and said with a drowning voice.

"Oh, my little baby, what wind has blown you over, why do you have time to call your dad?"

Wang Qianqian heard the voice of the loving old father on the other end of the phone and complained.

"Dad~~ Tang Hao bullied me... He forced me to cook~ forced me to wash clothes... forced me to wash the kitchen..."

"Tang Hao..." Before Mr. Wang finished speaking, a noise appeared, as if the phone fell to the floor and another white figure appeared on the ground.

Then the video went black.

But I could vaguely hear Mr. Wang cursing there, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

And a few rapid gasps came from the end of the phone.

"Dad?" Wang Qianqian was also confused. She couldn't understand what was going on on the other end of the phone, so she let out a soft cry.
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