Lin Qiao easily cleaned the floor without using much energy to move things. Even some nooks and crannies that had not been noticed for years were swept out with a lot of dust this time and made them clean.
She looked at Chu Ji in the center of the room, whose eyes were always glued to her without moving. He had maintained this state about an hour ago, like an extremely professional cleaning dog.
Lin Qiao showed a rare sincere smile, "Thank you."
In front of her eyes, a tulip-like yellow patch bloomed behind her. It was the color of the goose-yellow wallpaper, and a brown stain had fallen from the corner of the wall against the cabinet all year round.
Chu Ji's heart often felt itchy, and when he saw her laughing, the itch could penetrate his bones.
He walked up to her, his eyes fell on the spots of sweat on her neck, lowered his head and buried it in, kissing the delicate neck carefully, leaving a patch of moisture wherever his lips touched.
The fragrant aroma and sweet taste belong to Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao fluttered her eyelashes slightly and leaned back, feeling hot and itchy on her neck.
The monster stretched out his hand and pressed the back of her neck, stopping her from retreating. His eyes were intoxicated and passionate.
She had sweated a lot after practicing hygiene for so long. Lin Qiao knew best what he was doing, but the thin and dense kiss was too much. Her fingers were numb. She inserted them into Chu Ji's hair and scratched her. Grasp.
"Okay, Chuji."
Her voice sounded like a soft whisper after overindulgence, without much resistance.
Lin Qiao's somewhat dazed eyes suddenly cleared up, and she said with a little more force, "Chu Ji."
Probably because she had eaten a lot of tentacles, her resistance to him was much lower, and she almost let him do whatever he wanted.
Their attraction to each other is increasing, which is not a bad thing, but it will inevitably make Lin Qiao feel insecure about being bitten on the fragile back of the neck.
Chu Ji slowly raised his head and licked his lips, "Where should these furniture be placed?"
Lin Qiao looked at him licking his lips and looked away, "Place them according to the previous layout. If they are really tattered and unusable, pile them at the door and throw them away tomorrow."
With His help, the home becomes new and empty again.
Lin Qiao put the food she bought along the way into the kitchen and prepared to cook.
In the scrapyard, five bodies were piled side by side at the door of a house.
After several days of deaths, Zhao Gang kicked the door hard and roared in anger.
Someone around him had already voiced their dissatisfaction, "Is it the alien that caused it again? This corpse is the parasitic alien that escaped from the Third Circuit Hospital! It really has a cooperative relationship with Lin Qiao."
"We help her parents deal with her, and it's not worthwhile for her to become a mutant to retaliate against us."
"How on earth did she do that? Control a monster!"
Zhao Gang, who was dissatisfied, had a dark face. Walter Company had always looked down on vagrants like them, so they sent potions with unprecedented mercy and asked for half of the profits. Now the top priority is to sell this batch of goods and let these people evolve. All the people were sent to catch Lin Qiao and the alien species according to the company's requirements. This was the only way to get the reward of one million.
We can't push her anymore, we have to try our best to keep her here.
How to make Lin Qiao stay, Zhao Gang had a wonderful way to hold on to his prestige.
He said in a deep voice: "Take back the dormitory given to Lin Deshun and kick him out. We will not be involved in this matter."
"Brother Zhao should have stopped caring a long time ago."
That night, Lin Deshun was smoking at home and waiting for news. He heard shouting outside the door. Luo Jinyu fell into the house with her hair in a mess. She shouted in fear, "They want to take back the dormitory! They want to take back the dormitory!"
Lin Deshun's expression changed and he stood up suddenly, "We made an agreement with Brother Zhao! I can live here for free by working for an auto repair shop!"
"Brother Zhao said that he will no longer be involved in your family's affairs. You can go wherever you want. Now get out."
Lin Deshun panicked, "He didn't kill Lin Qiao either?"
"Not only did it not happen, but we also lost a few people." Several men stood at the door holding steel rods. Seeing that his expression was really uncomfortable, they said kindly: "I can still keep the job in the auto repair shop for you, but this house must be taken back. .”
It was useless for Pingluo Jinyu to cry for her father or mother. The two hurriedly packed their luggage and were kicked out of the dormitory building.
For Lin Deshun to be as embarrassed as he is today, it was when he first sold his house.
In the early years, the land still had nutritional value, and the two of them still had land to plant. Although the yield was low, they could barely make ends meet. However, as the seeds became less and less active, only a few seedlings grew out of one acre of land, and there were no expensive agricultural supplies. Machine cultivation has eliminated all the farmers in their field, and they are on the verge of starvation.
Lin Deshun had no choice but to sell all his land and old house. He wandered at home and came to Wandering City to work as a street rat, exploiting Lin Qiao's flesh and blood, and has been living in poverty until now.
All the 200,000 yuan has been given to Zhao Gang. Luo Jinyu sat on the roadside and cursed, "I should have known that I shouldn't have given him a penny, but now it's fine! Where did we get the money to find a place to live again? We can afford to rent it." Just slum houses.”
As he spoke, Luo Jinyu couldn't help but start to regret, "If we had been a little nicer to Lin Qiao before, would my son still be alive?"
Without waiting for Lin Deshun to answer, Luo Jinyu became angry again and said: "No, I have been good enough to her. She is such a wolf-hearted thing. She killed my son."
In another blink of an eye, she looked horrified, "But, she actually killed so many people! How could she become so perverted!"
"enough!"
Lin Deshun crushed the cigarette butts with an expressionless expression, "First go to the slums to find a house."
No matter what, knowing the danger of Lin Qiao, he would definitely not go back, and the facts could not always be as he wished.
Zhao Gang didn't know if he was angry with him or not, but none of the renters in the slum rented a house to Lin Deshun.
One night in a hotel costs half a month's income, and the upper-class citizens cannot afford the life they enjoy. He has already stayed on the street for one night, and today he has been rejected by several more people. His gloomy face is full of irritation and anger.
Luo Jinyu cried again, "Did Brother Zhao deliberately want us to go back to his daughter? Did he do it on purpose?! You are a black-hearted thing!"
Desperate, Lin Deshun thought about it, his straight spine bent uncontrollably, and finally knocked on Lin Qiao's door with Luo Jinyu.
They had nowhere to go but back to Lin Qiao.
It was Chu Ji who opened the door.
Now the change in his appearance has also brought about earth-shaking changes in the aura around him. For example, the Qingjun face imitates a smile, and the gentle affinity makes it easy for people to put down their guard, just like a lion lying low to hide before hunting. The grass tells the prey to put down its guard and kill it with one strike.
