Friendly neighbors are villains

Hannibal's kitchen has always been tidy, without even the slightest smell of oily smoke, the cooking counter and floor are spotless, and the kitchen utensils are always brand new.

Amy was not allowed to enter the kitchen right away this time. She was wearing slippers and pajamas. Obviously, this attire did not meet the standards for entering Hannibal's kitchen, and he had quite strict requirements on the dress code of diners.

"I have prepared a change of clothes for you." Hannibal said, he pointed to a door in front, "If you can, I don't mind if you put on another makeup."

Although Amy was eager to understand Peter's situation, she knew that now was not the time for urgency, and Hannibal couldn't follow orders like before.If Amy wants to get his help, she must act according to Hannibal's rhythm, otherwise, not only will he not help, but he will treat himself as an edible object.

Amy didn't believe the "I'm always on your side" rhetoric from men.

His face was so deceiving.

Amy didn't want to be a snack for Hannibal to eat.

She pushed open the door. Amy thought it was a bedroom or something, but she didn't expect it to be a cloakroom, a wardrobe full of walls, shoe cabinets, and even a dressing table for women.

The space is very spacious, just like those luxury brand stores, Amy was dazzled for a while.

"I have put all the famous brands that are popular in the season here." Hannibal said, "Of course it is according to my taste. You can choose what you like, as well as shoes."

Amy wanted to tell him that he didn't need to wear high heels when eating at home, but she held back, now was not the time to be against Hannibal, not to mention that this place was not anyone's "home".

"What color do you want me to wear." Amy asked, since it is Hannibal who needs pleasing diners, it is always right to respect his preferences.

"As you like," Hannibal said generously.

Amy closed the door of the cloakroom, and she heard Hannibal's footsteps leaving the door. If another man asked Amy to change clothes in the other's private place, she would still be worried, such as whether there were pinholes installed around it. Camera.

But Hannibal, he might be more dangerous than any peeping tom, but safer than any man.

His pursuit of the female body focuses on the texture of the muscles under the skin.

Amy quickly browsed the clothes in the cloakroom, most of them were dress styles, and there were also casual ones. Amy found that Hannibal seemed to prefer black and white, and she didn't see a third color among the dazzling array of fashions.

Without exception, they all come from various luxury brands, and the price of each piece is prohibitive for most girls. If it weren't for this game, Amy would never have the opportunity to wear any of them.

Hannibal's sensitivity to fashion is obviously very high. Similarly, his taste is also quite tricky, even if it's just black and white, there are their unique features.

If it was a stress-free hangout with friends, Amy would be more than happy to hang out in the cloakroom and try on every favorite style.

It's a pity that she is really not in the mood to go shopping now. Amy picked up a decent-looking one and was about to take off her pajamas and change into it. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing that didn't fit in with all the other clothes.

It was a long cheongsam embroidered on a white background. The cut was smooth and the workmanship was exquisite. At first glance, it was made by a famous craftsman. It exuded a unique charm among a pile of western-style clothes.

The cheongsam was placed there as a hint, and it immediately stood out. Amy hung the clothes she had chosen at random back in place, took it off, and put it on quickly.

Amy glanced at herself in front of the dressing mirror. Her red hair made her already fair skin even more rosy. Even if there was no makeup on her face, Amy's whole body seemed to be shining.

This should be the outfit that Hannibal would be satisfied with. Amy put on her makeup as quickly as possible, and chose a pair of shoes that could match the cheongsam and the heels were not so high.

Amy couldn't help thinking that she'd never dated her ex-boyfriend as delicately as she did now.

Walking out of the cloakroom, Amy noticed that Hannibal had also changed into the clothes he would wear when cooking.

When Hannibal saw Amy, his expression didn't change much, but his eyes were a little direct.

"I know you will definitely choose it." Hannibal said, "I have seen many Asian women wearing cheongsam, and you are the most special one."

Hannibal seemed to be in a good mood. He put the ingredients he had prepared in the frying pan and started to cook skillfully.

He rarely shows off his culinary skills in front of diners, after all, some meat or liver ingredients are not seen well.Hannibal was more than happy to seat guests at a table in the lobby, sharing with them delicacies that anyone would spit out at the sound of ingredients.

In fact, whenever this happened, he would mock these hypocritical guys in his heart.

They can't taste the difference between human flesh and chicken or beef, but they absolutely cannot accept the former.

Therefore, once Hannibal performs the cooking process in front of people, it means that the people who see all this will eventually be cut off to become part of the ingredients.For Hannibal, it should be an honor and joy to serve meat on his kitchen table.

Although he knew very well that no one wanted to turn into a beast and cook on the pot, it was not something he would care about.

"Aren't you going to ask me what this is?" Hannibal roasted a piece of red meat with a torch/gun.

Amy looked at the information displayed on the panel and said, "Fresh steak."

Hannibal didn't stop his work, but just looked up at her and said, "It seems that you haven't completely lost everything, at least, you still have too keen judgment."

"About me..."

Before Amy finished speaking, Hannibal interrupted: "There is still plenty of time, let's talk about something else first, what's your name."

Amy understood that he was referring to her real self.

"Amy." She pronounced her name in Chinese, "Do you need me to write it down?"

"No, although I don't speak Chinese very well, I do know a little bit about it." Hannibal's elegant figure doesn't match his title of ogre at all, "Ai is your surname, which is special in China. ?"

"No." Amy said, "There are quite a few people with this last name in China."

The smell of the food during the heating process made Amy feel even hungrier, and she remembered that she and Peter hadn't eaten for at least 8 hours.

"I heard a word from a language professor from China before." Hannibal said, he noticed the girl swallowing her saliva, and then turned the steak over. "The writing is very complicated, but the pronunciation is very simple."

"What word is it?" Amy asked.

Hannibal said with a very standard pronunciation: "Love." He paused, and then translated in English, "I remember it means love."

Amy nodded: "There is this word." She would never have thought that she was discussing "love" with Hannibal. The atmosphere was so harmonious and weird and funny.

"Is it related to your surname?" Hannibal seemed very interested.

"It doesn't matter, it's just the same tone," said Amy.

The name "Amy" has no deep meaning, because the adoptive mother's surname is Ai, and according to the adoptive mother, she was very keen on rice when she was a child, so she took the word "Amy".

Hannibal cut a piece of steak and put it on the plate, and handed it to Amy: "Try it."

The fat on the surface of the beef is still sizzling, but there are obvious bloodshots inside.

"Medium rare," Hannibal added.

Amy picked up the fork without any resistance, the fresh steak had no fishy smell: "Not bad."

Hannibal raised the corners of his mouth in great satisfaction, and he cooked the rest of the steak a bit before he began to spread the seasoning.

He was just testing Amy's guts just now.

It's easy to eat a steak medium rare, but not everyone has the guts to eat medium rare from an ogre.

"If I tell you now that it's just human thigh meat like a steak," Hannibal said to Amy with interest, "and I won't help you until you finish eating it, what are you going to do?"

"Then finish it." Amy said, "It's not my thigh meat."

"Aren't you afraid?" Hannibal's gaze was like a sharp knife point, "Or is it disgusting?"

"It's definitely not good to eat raw, but if you are willing to help me if you only do this, I will try my best to overcome it." Amy said disapprovingly, "But I still hope that you can make it taste delicious without telling me the raw materials. Not bad, let me eat it."

Hannibal was a little surprised, but there was no surprised expression on his face. He just looked at Amy until the strong aroma of the steak reminded the chef that he had to do something, otherwise the overheating would affect the taste of the food. Hannibal turned his attention to the work in hand.

"You were serious just now." Hannibal's voice trembled slightly, and he had been observing Amy to ensure that the information he collected was [-]% accurate.

"I hope you're not serious." Although Amy can endure for Peter, it doesn't mean she can accept it readily. "I just want to save Peter."

Hannibal was noncommittal, just put the fried steak on the plate, and poured a glass of juice for Amy, "How old are you?" He suddenly said, "I believe you are already an adult."

"24 years old." Amy didn't intend to fabricate a lie in front of Hannibal, and there was really no other way to help except to anger him.

Hannibal immediately put the juice aside and poured a glass of wine for Amy again: "Use it lightly." He didn't have any doubts.

[The player gets a steak made by Hannibal himself, which can restore 70.00% of his physical strength. 】

Amy scanned the reminder impatiently, now she doesn't want to see these nonsense pop-up windows anymore.

Hannibal also poured himself a glass of red wine: "By eating human flesh, I can calm my heart and feel pleasure from it." He said to Amy, "I know this is not normal for most people. Behavior, I do not deny this, my inner thoughts often violate the moral bottom line of the human world.”

"Haven't you thought about changing it?" Amy gorged herself, and the various "abnormal" arguments in her ears didn't affect her appetite.

"Tried it, and I was in a lot of pain." Hannibal said, "Well, Miss Ai, I have shared my story with you, and I think we can get along well, and you are completely relaxed, Now, can you tell me about your story, since your story is probably much more complicated than mine, I think we should hurry up."

Only then did Amy realize that the purpose of Hannibal's constant chatting with her just now was to make the relationship between them less rigid.

The author has something to say: Something happened to the old man in the author’s family. He needs someone to take care of him every day during the hospitalization. The author’s time is very limited, and he may not be able to write too much for the time being, but he will try his best to maintain the rhythm of the next day’s update, and wait for the old man to pass I will write more during the dangerous period, and I would like to apologize to everyone here.

I also hope that the little angels will spend the National Day holiday in good health and safety!