I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 89 Mountain Villa 42
Grandma Zhao's voice suddenly came from the stairs, Gu Jingmeng was startled, followed the voice and saw Grandma Zhao walking over with a tray.

On the tray were four different vegetables and four bowls of white rice, neatly arranged.

Grandma Zhao walked up to Mrs. Zhao, and glanced at the meat on her tray with disgust, "You can take these things away quickly, how can such a juicy girl eat such things!"

"Mom!" Mrs. Zhao looked at Grandma Zhao hesitantly, her expression full of confusion.

"Oh...forget it, it's up to you." After a long stalemate, Mrs. Zhao sighed, shook her head helplessly, and went downstairs with the tray.

After Mrs. Zhao left, Grandma Zhao hurriedly smiled and handed the tray to the four of them, "Leave her alone, eat quickly, don't starve."

"Okay." Gu Jingmeng smiled obediently at Grandma Zhao, picked up a bowl of rice, and ate the dishes on the plate.

Seeing this, the other three no longer suppressed the abnormal hunger, and gulped down the food.

The four of them were eating, and Grandma Zhao just held the tray for them, smiling.

Because the scene was not right, the four of them ate very fast, and they did not forget to stare at Papa Zhao and Chen Jiayu carefully during the meal.

The two people on the sofa seemed to be playing psychological warfare. Dad Zhao took the fruit knife and kept sliding it over Chen Jiayu's body without hurting him. His eyes were full of excitement.

From the original extreme fear, Chen Jiayu was slowly driven crazy, madness was written all over his trembling body, and blood was stained in his eyes.

After the four of them finished eating, they put the bowl back on the tray, and Grandma Zhao glanced at Dad Zhao's room seemingly casually.

"Eh? Why didn't this kid close the window? Such a big window, if you don't pay attention, you will fall. Although the ground is soft now, you can't fall to death, but what if you get stuck in other places? Really..."

Granny Zhao muttered, turned around and walked towards the stairs, leaving the third floor.

Gu Jingmeng's heart moved, and he looked towards Dad Zhao's open room. The window on the wall in the room did not have an anti-theft net, and the entire window was much larger than the window in their room on the second floor.

Judging from the location, Dad Zhao's room is directly above their room, and the windows are in the same position as the windows in their room.

So jumping from the window here is the same.

Gu Jingmeng gave Hua Wumian a look, and he instantly understood the meaning of Gu Jingmeng, and adjusted his position without any trace.

Gu Jingmeng looked at Dad Zhao, just in time to see him pick up an apple from the coffee table, use the fruit knife that was stained with Chen Jiayu's blood, cut off a small piece of apple, and handed it to Chen Jiayu's mouth.

"Come on, try this fresh apple, it's so sweet." Dad Zhao smiled friendly at Chen Jiayu, not letting the apple touch Chen Jiayu's mouth completely.

Chen Jiayu looked at Papa Zhao's movements, and trembled all over, as if he wanted to shake his head, but because of his weakness, it didn't seem obvious.

Father Zhao let out a dissatisfied "Hey", took the piece of apple and threw it into Chen Jiayu's still bleeding stomach.

After the piece of apple sank into Chen Jiayu's stomach and was completely covered with blood, he reached in, dug in the blood river, and took out the piece of apple.

Chen Jiayu's eyes widened, and a hoarse cry came out of his mouth, his voice was so weak that he couldn't even vent his emotions completely.

Dad Zhao shook his bloody hand, and dropped a few drops on the money on the coffee table, and he handed the piece of apple to Chen Jiayu's mouth again.

(End of this chapter)