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012: Finally, some panic appeared in his eyes.

Chapter 12

I don't know if it was Gu Wuji's illusion, but he always felt that after he said that, even the chef's knife seemed to stop for a moment. Did

he say something strange?

The woman looked at Gu Wuji stiffly.

I don't know why Peng Haocang could see a kind of speechless emotion in her eyes.

Gu Wuji spoke naturally, with a hint of pride in his tone, "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very good at hands-on work, and I especially like to cook at home."

As he said that, he squatted down very naturally, as if he was supposed to stay here, grabbed the potatoes in another basket and started peeling them, and even called out to Peng Haocang over there, "Come over here too."

How could Peng Haocang dare to say anything at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and come over. His eyes clearly saw that what the woman was peeling in her hand was clearly an eyeball! But Gu Wuji acted as if he didn't see it at all.

While peeling potatoes, Peng Haocang felt that Gu Wuji was poisonous!

From the beginning, he felt that something was wrong. Even if it was a conspiracy, it shouldn't be used like this! Could it be that Gu Wuji had no scheming at all, and that he had made up all these in his mind? !

... No, this is impossible.

Peng Haocang was shocked by his own thoughts for a moment.

Gu Wuji was peeling potatoes with a very poor level while chatting with the woman next to him. The content was all about small talk. The woman was completely silent and did not respond to his intention. Gu Wuji did not care.

While he was talking, he also observed the other party carefully. He keenly noticed that the wrist under the woman's sleeve, which was occasionally exposed, had a wound, which was very serious. Although there was no blood flowing out, the bright red flesh inside could be seen clearly. When he looked again, he found that the traces of sutures could be faintly seen under the other party's collar.

Moreover, the child in her arms did not even cry once.

If it were an ordinary person, it might feel that it was normal for a ghost to have wounds. Gu Wuji secretly kept all these in mind.

After the two of them finished processing the potatoes, the woman who seemed to have not paid attention to them from the beginning suddenly spoke, "You take the basket over."

Gu Wuji nodded, picked up the basket and walked towards the direction of the stove.

Peng Haocang was startled, and suddenly remembered the real purpose of his coming here. He stared at Gu Wuji's back. As long as, as long as he called out later, he would definitely be able to... At

this distance, Gu Wuji clearly noticed that there were many traces of stitches on the exposed skin of the chef, and even his face was cut in half. Now his face was barely stitched together, which looked extremely weird.

He turned his head and stared at Gu Wuji grimly, without stopping the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Is your breakfast delicious today?"

"It's pretty good. Thank you for your hard work." Gu Wuji seemed to have not seen the other party's hideous face at all, and he asked a natural question. Then he turned around and left, and greeted the woman again as if he was afraid of being impolite.

Peng Haocang followed him out the door, vaguely feeling that there was still a cold gaze staring at his back. At this time, he felt that his mentality was really unbalanced. He was actually scared like this by Gu Wuji.