Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Mo Ling's slightly proud expression caught Wen Qiye's eyes, and he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

But the smile that reached the bottom of his eyes quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"By the way, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ling looked at Wen Qiye.

She didn’t know if it was because of his spiritual energy, but the more she looked at him, the more she felt that Wen Qiye was pleasing to her eyes.

"It's about your father, your dad... Aba Aba Aba..."

!!!

"what?"

Wen Qiye looked at Mo Ling with some confusion.

He saw her mouth opening and closing as she said something, but he didn't hear a word.

Mo Ling glanced at the sky obscurely.

It seems that it is just as she thought.

Until she recovered, she was controlled by the sky.

The rules of the world in this book prevented her from speaking and also blocked everyone's hearing.

Tsk, that’s so fucking frustrating.

I can't say anything even though I have the script in my hand.

It's really suffocating.

Mo Ling silently raised his middle finger in his heart and pointed it towards the sky.

Since she couldn't tell Wen Qiye in advance about his ungrateful father.

That also means that she cannot directly attack the so-called male and female protagonists.

Just because you can’t act directly doesn’t mean you can’t act indirectly.

Although it is troublesome, who can blame them for being the male and female protagonists favored by heaven?

If you can't abuse them directly, then you can only abuse them according to the situation.

The so-called "it depends on the situation" naturally means that the male and female protagonists should not provoke her.

You know, the original owner's death was related to the male and female protagonists.

In order to avenge the heroine, the hero attacks the Qin family.

But the person who really pissed him off was Qin Xinrui, but he attacked the Qin family and caused the original owner to pay for Qin Xinrui's mistakes.

Just because of this, her impression of the male and female protagonists became even worse.

"What did you just say?"

Wen Qiye's voice rang out again, calling back Mo Ling's thoughts.

"Yeah, what did you say just now? Why didn't I hear anything?"

Wu Lei also looked at Mo Ling in confusion.

It was as if he had suddenly lost his hearing and heard nothing.

Wen Qiye frowned slightly when he heard Wu Lei's words.

It was obvious that he had some doubts in his mind.

It would be fine if he was the only one who didn't hear it.

But at the same time, Wu Lei heard nothing, which was strange.

"I say, if you think grilled squid is delicious, remember to introduce a few more friends to come and support it."

When Wu Lei heard this, he was delighted.

"Absolutely."

"I'm afraid to tell you, I've tried the grilled squids from those restaurants, but in the end, yours is the most authentic and the best."

As Wu Lei spoke, he did not forget to take a bite.

He ordered ten skewers of grilled squid. In just a short while, he had finished three of them and was now working on the fourth.

Mo Ling quickly grabbed a string of squid and handed it to Wen Qiye.

"Eat it quickly. If you don't try it, he will eat it all."

"I'm telling you, don't underestimate the speed of a foodie."

Wen Qiye stared at the grilled squid in his hand and was slightly stunned.

He didn't know what he was thinking of, and looked up at Wu Lei who was yelling at Mo Ling.

Taking food away from a foodie will inevitably cause resistance from the foodie.

Look, Wu Lei is protecting the grilled squid in his hand like he is protecting his own child.

At the same time, he did not forget to accuse Mo Ling.

As the owner of the grilled squid restaurant, he actually stole his grilled squid and gave it to his brother.

He had never seen anyone who was so willing to do something for others.