eurekapd Chapter 241 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 6
Chapter 241 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 6
dream!
Song Wenjing saw his expression and instantly understood what he meant. He comforted him, "Be good! I won't steal your safety lock. It's yours, and it will always be yours!"
When he brought the safety lock back, he wiped it several times with soapy water, wiped it and soaked it in water before dripping blood into it.
After all, the protagonist has been treated like this for so long, and he feels a little disgusted!
He raised the fake item in his hand and said, "This is to be used to defraud someone of their money, a fool with lots of money!"
"Since it's almost the end of the world, I'll just be kind and help him spend some money."
He couldn't help but sigh, "Ah~ I'm so kind!"
system:"……."
Protagonists, be prepared, the host will definitely ask for a huge price!
The original owner had just graduated from college, so it was normal that he had little savings, so he could only trick the protagonist. However, the protagonist didn't suffer any loss, at least it was really a space.
Ji Zhaoan tilted his head, not understanding the meaning behind it. As long as his things were not taken away, he didn't care. The fact that the two things looked the same made him a little unhappy.
But he tried hard to suppress his unhappiness.
"An'an, from now on, you have to hide the safety lock inside your clothes, okay?" Song Wenjing stuffed the safety lock into his clothes, "You don't have to worry about it after you get the money."
Ji Zhaoan glanced at him and called out perfunctorily.
"Oh..." He lay on Song Wenjing's legs, feeling very comfortable all over.
When Ji Zhaoan got the safety lock, there were two smells inside. One was relatively light, and he hated this smell.
A very strong smell, it was that person's smell, he liked it very much!
But the faint foul smell of the safety lock made him want to bite someone and throw away the safety lock in his hand, but the strong and zombie-attracting smell made him reluctant to throw it away.
Ji Zhaoan pursed his lips and could only use his slow brain to go to a place with water, wet his clothes, and carefully wipe the surface of the safety lock.
He accidentally touched the bloodstain, and he didn't expect that the bloodstain could not be wiped off. He used a little more force, and sure enough, the bloodstain was still the same as when he first took it out.
This way he had no worries. He held the safety lock in his hands and let the water pour over it for a long time. He then wiped it vigorously dozens of times with wet clothes.
I smelled the safety lock carefully and found that it only had the scent of that person, and all other scents were gone.
Only then did he come back with the safety lock in satisfaction, squatted in a very smelly place, and looked at the rope several times.
He didn't know where he could go, he just knew to hide here, as long as no one found him.
Ji Zhaoan had been observing that man for many days, and clumsily followed him here relying on the smell. In fact, he was in another area before.
After arriving here, he secretly lay on the window of the man's house while he was out.
I usually go there at night and stay in a very smelly place during the day. If I really can't stand it, I will lie there for a while and then come back.
He was very dirty, so he just lay outside the window and didn't dare to actually go in (｀Δ′)!
He didn't dare go anywhere else, for fear that he wouldn't be able to find his way back. When he was hungry, he could only rummage through trash cans.
……
Song Wenjing has a pot of desert rose with two small buds on both sides and a flower in the middle that is already in full bloom. It is so gorgeous and charming, like a lovely beauty.
He leaned on the balcony and watered the flowers with a kettle. Looking at his masterpiece, he was very satisfied. He chose this pot of desert rose because it was about to bloom.
Ji Zhaoan behind him walked to the flowerpot curiously and touched the flowers with his hand. The flowers in the pot swayed, and he saw that Song Wenjing didn't pay attention to him.
He opened his hand and clenched it, then spread out his palm to see that it was filled with broken flowers, which looked extremely miserable. Ji Zhaoan was stunned for a moment.
I didn't expect this to be the ending. I felt the wetness in my hands.
His stiff body was too stiff to move. He lowered his head silently and clenched his hands again. He knew very clearly that he had made a mistake!
Ji Zhaoan put his hands behind his back and slowly moved sideways towards the living room like a crab.
Can’t see me… Can’t see me…
His expression was slightly serious, not even hinting at the fact that he had just done something bad. He had already hidden the evidence behind his back, so Song Wenjing would definitely not be able to see it.
Covering one's ears and stealing the bell can well describe his actions.
Song Wenjing: “…” After coming to this world, he wanted to grow a pot of gorgeous flowers, and then pick the flowers with his own hands and give them to An An.
An An... crushed his flowers in front of him, then held them in her hand unscrupulously, put them behind her back and walked out.
[Oh my god, such a withered flower, such a cruel hand! Such a delicate flower has become like this, host, are you heartbroken?]
[When you first came here, you drove your electric scooter all around the city to buy this pot of flowers.]
The system seems to be gloating!
Song Wenjing looked at the two flower buds that hadn't yet bloomed, his expression somewhat worried. He muttered to himself, "It looks better this way. The flowers are too much of an eyesore!"
"Why does a flower bloom so brightly? It's being seen by the little fairies outside. Fortunately, someone helped me eliminate this hidden danger."
system:"……."
[Well done!]
Ji Zhaoan stopped and thought with his confused mind for two or three minutes. He walked stiffly to Song Wenjing, stretched out his hand, and slowly spread his fingers.
Inside were broken flowers, no longer as beautiful as before, leaving only a mess on the hands.
Song Wenjing put the kettle down, touched his compliment and said, "It turns out that An An helped me. Does this mean that we have a tacit understanding?"
"You are a perfect match! So cute!" He kissed Ji Zhaoan on the face, his eyes full of doting, his fingers trembling slightly.
He was no longer in the mood to answer the system; he just wanted to carry An An out.
Give the flowers you planted yourself to your loved one!
How romantic! But...
Although he didn't plant the flowers himself, he watered them for several days, so the meaning is almost the same!
Ji Zhaoan pursed his lips, looking as if he had realized something. He turned his head and looked at the flower buds in the pot with a fierce look in his eyes, his hands ready to move.
Song Wenjing: “…”
My ancestor! What have you realized?
Song Wenjing quickly picked him up and said, "Let's go wash our hands first, okay? They're all dirty from the flowers. Don't worry about the flower pot, just leave it there."
"Those two buds haven't opened yet. It won't be too late to take care of them after they open."
An An...please leave some flowers for me!
Ji Zhaoan leaned his head on Song Wenjing's shoulder, his expression full of obsession with the pot of flowers, and he even wanted to reach out with his other hand to touch the flower bud.
Unfortunately, the pot of flowers slowly disappeared from my sight.
"Be good! Don't move around. Let's wash our hands first..."
……
Ye Jia hurried and finally arrived at the Ye family. He ran all the way to the room and ignored the calls of Ye's father and mother behind him.
After reaching the room, he threw himself on the bed.