"Yes." Chu Ji said with a smile, "I want to keep you by my side."
Making sachets is indeed better than making food...
Lin Qiao admired her magical brain circuitry for being able to talk to him so calmly.
After resting for a while, the pain in her arm had not subsided. She felt that she might have been dislocated.
She sat up, hissed slightly, and dropped her hands to her sides, intending to go to the study to find a communicator, at least to get the police to come and deal with the incident.
"You can't eat that alien species. There are only two of us here. The lack of a body will definitely arouse suspicion."
Chu Ji responded with a smile, "If you don't want to eat, I can just smell you more while you are here."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She stood at the door of the study with a straight face, "Come here and open the door. My hands were injured in the fight. I think they were dislocated."
Chu Ji directly removed the door lock and pushed the door open for her. His eyes fell on her little face covered in blood. The sweat caused by the pain was mixed with the alien blood, which made it difficult for him to swallow.
Lin Qiao called him twice before he came to his senses and came to the computer desk and followed her instructions to call the police.
"Do you want to wash your face?" Chu Ji stared at her face and asked, "It looks a little dirty."
The feeling of blood clots on the face was unpleasant, and the skin felt like it was being pulled. But Lin Qiao, who had already sat down in the high-end sofa chair, was so comfortable that she didn't want to move at all.
"Forget it, the bathroom is a bit far and I don't really want to go."
"Oh, it's okay, I'll help you." Tentacles came out of Chu Ji's clothes and walked out of the study. An eye grew out of the black and red flesh limbs. He blinked around and looked around, and quickly found the toilet.
"Do you want a washbasin? Or should I just take it back with my hands for you to use?"
Lin Qiao looked at the tentacle that jumped out and trembled. She inexplicably remembered the scene of an elephant drinking water from its trunk, and said repeatedly: "Look for a washbasin and a soft towel. If you have any cleaning supplies, facial cleanser." You can bring all the bottles and jars."
Chu Ji didn't understand, he just felt that one tentacle couldn't hold so much, so he split a lot from his body and went out to look for it.
About two or three minutes later, they came back with something Lin Qiao wanted to use. One of the tentacles had a razor wrapped around it, and it was held up in front of her as if it was a treasure.
Chu Ji took it back and dropped the razor at his feet, saying with disgust, "You don't need this."
Lin Qiao: "...No need."
She picked through the pile of weird tentacles, and finally succeeded in getting a clean towel, a basin of water, and a bottle of Hong Jing's facial cleanser.
Soon she had another strange question.
Lin Qiao shook her dislocated hand and gritted her teeth in pain, "We all seem to have forgotten that my hands are dislocated and I can't wash my face."
Chu Ji's eyes lit up slightly, and his smile instantly reached his ears. He looked so perverted no matter how he looked, "I can help you."
Seeing him being so attentive, Lin Qiao felt a little strange, but her face felt sticky and uncomfortable, so she had no choice but to compromise and put her face in front of the basin.
"Wet a towel with water and wipe off the blood on my face first. If it can't be wiped off, I'll rub it with facial cleanser."
The body occupied by Chuji will also be washed and cleaned every day, which is not a difficult task for him.
He quickly washed her face as requested, even cleaning away the sticky blood on her forehead.
The blood on the face was no longer mottled, and the skin regained its beautiful color.
Lin Qiao fell back into the chair again and exhaled comfortably.
Chu Ji threw all the things back into the toilet, then squatted in front of her like a dog, and said to her with a smile: "Lin Qiao, I suddenly remembered something."
"Um?"
"I'm a prosthetist."
Lin Qiao lazily raised her eyelids and looked at him puzzled, "So?"
"I can join bones." Chu Ji's eyes were pure, as if he had just remembered that he had copied this skill.
Lin Qiao immediately stretched out his hands without any doubt, "Can you help me?"
"Of course, I'd love to."
Chu Ji first took one of her hands and put it into his palm, holding her wrist bone with his fingers and giving it a little strength.
The bones clicked together accurately. Lin Qiao gritted her teeth and sweat broke out on her painful forehead.
Chu Ji immediately said, "I'll wipe your sweat for you."
Lin Qiao, who didn't even react, felt her vision go dark. The person squatting in front of her knees leaned forward, and his lips fell on her forehead, and the warm and moist touch swept over her.
She immediately stayed on the chair, rolling her eyes just in time to see Chu Ji retracting the tip of her flexible tongue on the black computer screen on the table.
That something wrong finally had an outlet, and she finally understood what He had in mind.
Because she smells good, but blood cannot be eaten, sweat and other liquids have become his second choice.
The reason why he wanted to wash her face so diligently was because it was mixed with other people's blood, and the monster couldn't get it out, and it was a trick.
After washing her face, I said that I knew how to set bones. I found that the pain would make her sweat, so that she could lick the sweat cleanly.
ah! This monster has so many thoughts! ! The taste is so special.
Lin Qiao had a frown on her face, "You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"
Chu Ji looked innocent and pressed her other arm tightly with his hand, "There is another hand."
She couldn't refuse and couldn't refuse. She just waited for the monster to operate in the same way. His face was almost rubbed once before he rolled his Adam's apple and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. Several tentacles protruding from the hem of his back were waving happily.
It seems more like a dog...
This is such a terrible and weird resemblance...
"alright."
Lin Qiao wiped the saliva on her face and did not dare to wipe it with paper, fearing that it would be troublesome if he misunderstood it as disgusting.
She told herself that the monster was a little too thoughtful, but it was still within the range of her tolerance. Seeing as he had helped her several times in a row, it was nothing serious and she could bear it.
While the two were resting and struggling, the police finally arrived at this remote place from the center of Wandering City.
The morning light is dim, and there is more bright color in the sky.
Lin Qiao only called the ordinary police and did not say that there was a mutant, so the police who came were not from the special department like Zhou Qi.
She was doing this to waste time. Chu Ji's method of killing Hong Jing might not be obvious for a while, but after a little comparison, the forensic doctor would know that Song Liancheng's long tongue could not create such a wound.
If someone went up to destroy the body, the intention would be even more obvious. Lin Qiao could only leave it there and do nothing, delaying it until Chu Ji could replace the body.
She became the victim and sat on the doorstep with Chu Ji, telling the police what happened.
They were surprised when they saw the alien corpse on the second floor. "It's rare for humans to kill aliens."
Lin Qiao: "Together with my companions, we luckily discovered that Song Liancheng only relied on his tongue to attack. His body was as fragile as a dying old man. It was good luck that saved his life."
