Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

Until he entered the Rose Castle, Fang He was in a trance. No, he just came in like that?

Aren’t you going to ask again, why are you vampires easier to fool than that human?

Fang He shook his head. No, that was not right. Did Chu Nanxun see through his identity and deliberately let him in to deceive him and then catch all the blood hunters in one fell swoop?

Yes, that must be the case. Fang He nodded affirmatively. That was right. He said, how could a vampire be so kind?

Especially Prince Ter, who was cold-hearted and murderous.

"Let go. I've told you to let go. Don't fight with me for it. You're so stubborn. " Qu Zhiyuan looked at Fang Shu opposite him speechlessly.

Fang Shu was almost sweating with anxiety. We are vampires. If you want to eat blood sausage, just eat blood sausage. Why do you have to add garlic? It's suicide.

"You don't understand. Blood sausage without mashed garlic is blood sausage without soul." Qu Zhiyuan patted Fang Shu's shoulder and said earnestly.

"It's all blood sausage, what's the soul? The soul."

Fang Shu really couldn't bear it any longer. Today, Qu Zhiyuan collapsed after eating, and tomorrow his reputation as a chef would be ruined.

He, Fang Shu, encountered the biggest crisis in his career as a chef.

"You can't eat it. What will I do if you eat it?"

"Ah???" Qu Zhiyuan was frightened by him and his hands shook. No, he was just eating some mashed garlic, who knows what you would do.

Fang Shu was almost going crazy, and grabbed Qu Zhiyuan by the collar, "I'm telling you, if you want to die, you can't eat the food I made and then die. You smashed my signboard, right? You'll be done for if I don't beat you up."

What, what.

Beat someone.

Miaomiao immediately pricked up her ears, poked her head out from Gu Wan's arms, and saw Fang Shu getting angry, which was rare.

There is really no end to the melons, one after another. Miaomiao is very interested and wants to get closer, but before she can make any move, Gu Wan seems to read her mind and hugs her to them.

Seeing Miaomiao's figure, Fang Shu became even more arrogant, and began to complain to Miaomiao, "That's great, Master Miaomiao, please give me some advice."

"Yeah." Miaomiao nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and was put on the dining table by Gu Wan. She folded her hands across her chest, looking like a great master.

"Go ahead, Miaomiao will make the decision for you."

Fang Shu pointed at Qu Zhiyuan and said, "He eats blood sausage with garlic."

"It's still the blood sausage I made."

"He just wanted to commit suicide and hurt me." Fang Shu was indignant.

But Qu Zhiyuan remained unmoved. Taking advantage of the moment when Fang Shu let go of him, Qu Zhiyuan quickly put the garlic blood sausage into his mouth. His movements were so fast that they almost left an afterimage.

Fang Shu stared blankly with his eyes wide open. The next second, he screamed, "Spit it out, spit it out."

As he spoke, Fang Shu grabbed Qu Zhiyuan's neck with both hands, as if to say, "If you don't spit it out today, I'm going to strangle you to death."

Qu Zhiyuan, who was being strangled, struggled while still chewing.

"Gudong." As Qu Zhiyuan swallowed, Fang Shu's eyes almost turned red and his hands unconsciously loosened.

At this moment, Qu Zhiyuan was not afraid of death. He coughed twice and added fuel to the fire, "Eat it."

"What are you doing, bro?"

With a chuckle, Fang Shu stretched out his hand, and Qu Zhiyuan immediately covered his neck. This time he was prepared.

Besides, he had already eaten it, so why should he be afraid? Qu Zhiyuan didn’t understand.

"Don't be afraid." Fang Shu smiled like the wolf grandmother that Little Red Riding Hood met.

As he spoke, Fang Shu moved closer.

"I'll help you dig it out."

As he spoke, Fang Shu extended his hand towards Qu Zhiyuan.

Qu Zhiyuan:!!!

Do you want to listen to what you are saying? You are pinching his throat. Why don't you run away? What are you waiting for?

Fang Shu pounced, grabbed Qu Zhiyuan, and put his hand straight into his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey." The housekeeper was so anxious that he didn't know how to separate the two people.

Miaomiao was completely stunned, her mind full of blood sausage, mashed garlic, mashed garlic, blood sausage, and finally she said to Chu Nanxun beside her, "Grandson, is mashed garlic and blood sausage delicious?"

Chu Nanxun: ...

Don't ask him, he has never eaten like this.

Although Chu Nanxun is not looking for death now, he still wants to try this kind of exciting thing.

So, while Fang Shuzheng was punishing Qu Zhiyuan, two evil hands simultaneously reached out to the plate of garlic blood sausage.

Miaomiao and Chu Nanxun looked at each other stealthily.

Chu Nanxun made a hushing gesture to her, and Miaomiao nodded. Then, the two of them simultaneously stuffed the garlic blood sausage into their mouths at lightning speed.

Mmm, delicious.

Miaomiao and Chu Nanxun's eyes lit up instantly, and the next second, their hands met on the plate.

"Eat." Miaomiao said to Chu Nanxun with a firm look.

It was too quiet behind her. Gu Wan turned around anxiously and looked at Miaomiao, whose cheeks were puffy and whose blood sausage was obviously missing more than half. She had a bad feeling in her heart, but she still asked, "Master Miaomiao, what did you eat?"

"Oh my god." Miaomiao scared herself as she opened her mouth. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands and tried to pretend nothing happened.

Unfortunately, a garlicky burp completely betrayed Miaomiao.

"Stop it, everyone." Gu Wan suddenly shouted, "Master Miaomiao ate your garlic blood sausage."

"what?!"

"Spit it out. Spit it all out."

Miaomiao realized something was wrong and didn't care about anything. She was as nimble as a fish. She twisted her body away from the table and turned around and ran away.

For a moment, the hall was in chaos.

Fang He, who was forgotten where he was, stood in the hall and watched the whole process. He felt that his three views were shocked.

Wait, while they were thinking about what conspiracy the vampires were hatching, they were doing this here.

Fang He always had a sense of unreality, and even wondered if he had missed some important news and that was why he couldn't keep up with the changes.

Also, who can tell him when the vampires changed the recipe?

What is blood sausage? Fang He walked to the dining table as if possessed by a ghost, and looked at the half plate of red animal organs with a slight disgust.

"Tsk."

After hesitating for a moment, Fang He picked up the knife and fork, took a bite and put it into his mouth. The extremely overbearing and delicious smell instantly swept Fang He's taste buds.

This, what a delicious delicacy this is.

Without any hesitation, Fang He picked up the fork and started eating one bite at a time. Soon, the half plate of garlic blood sausage was finished.

Looking at the empty plate, Fang He felt a little regretful. It would have been better if there were more.

However, this is the first time I've heard of vampires eating garlic.

Qu Zhiyuan: My little brother, you still don’t have much experience.