The male host's narration was interrupted, but it doesn't matter. The hostess can just make up for what she didn't finish before going home.

Now Tang Nuo's attention came to the photo frame.

Almost as soon as he approached, the value of the detector he was wearing rose up and sounded an innocuous alarm sound.

What concerned Tang Nuo was the supernatural expression on the photo frame. He couldn't see it, but he could touch it.

It was about a few centimeters long and about the width of a finger, which was cold and cold, constantly brushing against his fingertips.

What is this? Questions arose in the human mind, and then he turned his attention to the black-haired young man he discovered.

The young member sitting with the male owner of the house understood and took the pen and paper, drew the male owner's attention with a louder volume, and took over Tang Nuo's recording.

In this case, the two people whispering beside the shelf will not be discovered.

"What did you see?" Tang Nuo asked.

"Milk white, transparent, like sea anemones." Bai Su replied, "Press down a little more... they will sink in."

Bai Su slowly picked up his phone and took a look before it rang.

The human sat back down again, and Tang Nuo also sat here, but my eyes were still on the photo frame.

Look at the clock, it's only about seven o'clock.

It’s true, but it’s also possible to produce another girl.

I blinked, and the other person touched an orange and finished peeling it.

Bai Su: "Ah..." That's no trouble.

"This is your wife...?"

After thinking about it, a smile appeared on the host's face: "Welcome, do you want to stay for dinner later? Did you buy very little food? If you want to stay, I may have to wait for you for a while..."

In fact, when she heard the ghost's lower body, the hostess wanted to jump up from the sofa, but was held down by the young member.

The younger members finally understand why the other teams are two-person teams and ours is an eight-person team, because no one is working.

But after that, Shi Jie still had no question: "Is he sure that the male host outside is the original one...what does that mean?"

When the two humans asked - the look that I understood came over, Shi Jie pondered for a moment.

The non-human male host was persuaded and returned to the kitchen.

Did those friends all come off work? Today is a working day.

The monster thinks with very little emotional intelligence, mixed with a little bit of detection of crisis.

We must discover things outside the forum earlier, but we can do it earlier - the older members also think that everything is in the past, we have to focus on the present and solve the matter as soon as possible.

But the hostess of the household spoke up, and the other eight people sitting there all changed their demeanor. Among them, Tang Nuo's transformation was the most complete, and he almost considered the place where he was sitting as his own home.

And the photo frame can be taken away with you, but the photo has no ordinary meaning to people, so how can you handle it carefully?

If Bai Su and Nian Zhong members were to answer, it would definitely be obvious, but we spoke slowly and made eye contact with each other.

It can't get up.

So speaking of it, I must have succeeded in getting this puddle of bean paste-filled mud in the alley. Could I have received something more delicious than this mochi dumpling?

That's probably because there are only a few of us here together. One person is responsible for talking, one is responsible for doing things, and no one is responsible for...eating and drinking?

Probably because he found out that Tang Nuo was up to something, Bai Su replaced him.

The person I saw in the alley was the same person. The person behind my eyes was disguised? Replaced? Anyway, the "Tuo" that appeared in the image of the male protagonist was relatively mature in terms of shape and structure.

Tang Nuo hasn't fully understood how to fool humans, so he just blames everything he doesn't have in his head.

Bai Su watched in silence as the ball of "sea anemone tentacles" was rubbed into pieces, and couldn't help but remind: "Some are about to fall out... they have already fallen out!"

I only ate one slice, and the rest was gone to Tang Nuo's stomach.

No matter which one it is, it all comes out from under the male host.

The hostess knew it and was led by us in every move she made. She reflexively greeted her "no problem" wife and said goodbye before being pushed out of the door.

"How can you tell?" Bai Su asked.

Tang Nuo peeled off the orange peel and threw the pulp out of his mouth.

I knelt down and picked up this... tentacle? and handed it back to Bai Su.

The white-haired young man's face wrinkled for a moment, then slowly relaxed.

……

I have to say a few words less, but I think the smell of matcha coming from under the male host is quite bad, and it probably tastes wrong too.

The older member smiled awkwardly at the male host who poked his head out of the kitchen, and then put his arm around the hostess's shoulders, showing a bad attitude between brothers.

But it must be said that the existence of the male host is very poorly hidden. When I get close, I can't tell whether the other person is a human.

False friend Bai Su nodded, took the plate, and carried it out.

I feel like humans are whispering to me again... Hmm, that orange doesn't seem to be sour at all.

The young man wearing glasses put the frame back before confirming that the photo was harmful, and asked the hostess if she could take it when he was about to leave.

The white-haired young man looked at the two humans and seemed to be communicating something, but I understood everything.

Tang Nuo did not answer directly, but made a thinking gesture.

Tang Nuo: Stop blinking, stop blinking, their eyes will cramp if you blink again.

Young members: Of course!

It was the cerebellum that existed that told me about the strangeness of the male master. Even with the normality of the photo, I also blamed this severed branch in my brain.

"Use your eyes... bad, the cerebellum tells you."

The older member glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered that the white-haired young man who had finished editing the message had not changed his target and was reaching out to the fruit plate under the coffee table.

The male host nodded, put on his shoes and went back to the bedroom. After putting away his bag and underwear, you put on your apron and left the kitchen.

Tang Nuo: "It's a photo."

Tang Nuo: Even if human eyes blink like that, I still understand what humans want to express?

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Of course, only you know whether what Qiao Jiang said is true or not, and your information can only be used as a reference.

Yes, they are human beings.

While they were chatting, the door lock of the house was turned from the inside, and everyone outside the house heard the sound.

I also have some prejudice against sour and sweet tastes. I can drink vinegar directly, but oranges are indeed a bit sweeter.

The empty plates were placed under the coffee table, and the hostess, who had also eaten every bite, was about to speak, but was blocked by Bai Su: "The time difference is short, you should go out."

Tang Nuo thought for a while, compiled a message in summary text and sent it to Bai Su.

The young members are still fooling the hostess, and Bai Su on the other side has not yet dragged Tang Nuo out of the restaurant.

I stood alone upstairs, listening to instructions from people in the general department.

Younger member: Yes, it’s troublesome to have a bad job!

Shi Jie was eating oranges here, watching the younger members forcefully suppress the hostess, and then the seven people in front started a friendly exchange.

Regarding the situation of the human male host, Shi Jie guessed that humans were gone or dead. After all, Qiao Jiang said that your "light" went out.

"Your friend." The hostess replied, "We have been in contact for a long time, and we have just restored contact. Today I am a guest. Did you tell you about that incident later?"

"Well, it's just a face-to-face meeting, so let's call it bad." Even as a monster, Tang Nuo had a way to get less information without having a deeper understanding of the situation.

The white-haired young man who was driven into the door shrugged and simply stood back behind the photo frame.

I pretended to touch the tip of my nose on the other one and stuffed it out of my mouth.

The hostess sat back in a daze, her reaction so calm.

Both of them had their backs to the hostess and the young member, so the conversation and actions outside were blurry from the front.

In order to let the "wife" downstairs notice something strange, the hostess sighed and went to her usual restaurant by herself and took a seat.

"The suggestion you gave me is to find a reason to live separately for a while. It should... there should be no problem!"

Hostess: He wants to collect the body, right?

Younger member: "It's really difficult. You just need to split it up into two people... Okay, you can leave him a phone number. If he sets it as emergency contact, it won't work. You can call him in time."

It’s still too late to decide—”

Older member: It’s impossible. Come here and help you deal with the hostess for a few words. I’ll chat slowly and get up.

"What about me?"

The younger members sighed faintly. I think our department still thinks too badly, and this outdated version of the Internet keyword capturing method.

"...Husband?" The male host made a confused voice, "Are we...?"
To be continued...