It was raining outside, and the acid rain that fell today made her arms feel slightly warm. Lin Qiao took a step back slightly, rubbing her hands on her clothes, "If I had known, I would have brought an umbrella with me when I came here in a police car, and I would have to walk back." Home."
She didn't like those acidic substances staying on her skin for a long time, so Chu Ji took off his cardigan jacket and wrapped it around her, and then picked her up without her consent.
"You can bury your head in my chest."
Lin Qiao hugged His neck and looked at her feet that suddenly flew into the air, feeling a little silent, "Are you going to hold me all the way home?"
He looked down at her, with an expression on his face that said she had asked a stupid question, "I found a shortcut. We will be home soon, and you don't have to get wet in the rain."
Lin Qiao felt it was novel to experience the affection between a man and a woman from someone, oh no, from a monster. She pressed her face against his shoulder, "It sounds like you are familiar with the roads in the city. Then take me with you."
What Lin Qiao never thought about and still laughed at was that the essential difference between Chuji and humans was that he would not hold a woman and walk in the rain like those men with many thoughts chasing beauty, which only adds some ambiguity to promote feelings.
He really just wanted to take her home quickly, holding her in his arms and diving into the city's sewers.
There is no monitoring in the sewer, only two rows of narrow maintenance aisles and sewage leading to the Black Sea in the middle.
There is no light here, only the occasional light leaking through the top iron railing, which allows Lin Qiao to look over Chu Ji's shoulders and clearly see the tentacles emerging from under his clothes, which are more than the legs of a spider, like a spider. It clung to the arched wall like a fungus, turning into an afterimage that swayed back and forth. With every sway, Chu Ji could hold her and duck out for more than ten meters.
This is more exciting than riding a roller coaster. The dark rats squeaked and screamed when they encountered monsters. On the streets of Wandering City, among the drunken people, countless rats swarmed out crazily, scaring some people to imitate the rats and squeak.
Within five minutes, Lin Qiao arrived home without knowing what kind of commotion Chu Ji had caused on the street.
The speed is comparable to a formula car.
She stood in front of her unit building, looking at Chu Ji who was barely breathing, and secretly sighed that she had another free transportation vehicle.
"You're such a treasure."
It was another familiar compliment. Chu Ji took advantage of Lin Qiao's break to take a shower and searched for baby-related terms. There are three explanations for this, one is a mother's pet name for her child, and the other is a playful name between lovers. Another option is to open priceless items in treasure chests.
He asked Lin Qiao which kind of treasure she was talking about.
Lin Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her hair, and replied casually: "The third type."
She didn't lie. In that context, she did regard Chu Ji as a priceless treasure, but this answer kept him from sleeping well all night. In the middle of the night, he turned into a pool of blood-red mud and squeezed in through the crack of the door. Hanging upside down from the bedroom ceiling staring at her.
Lin Deshun and his wife came back in the middle of the night and opened the door. The sound of the door startled Lin Qiao in the bedroom. She just opened her eyes. In her blurry and dim vision, the roof looked like a black dark block with life crawling, which was very abrupt compared with the white wall next to it.
She casually clicked on the phone screen next to her pillow. When she saw the thing clearly, her breathing suddenly stopped and her hair stood on end.
The ceiling-full bunch of eyeballs were covered with black and red flesh, each staring at her sadly and confusedly, with no blind spots in all directions.
If Lin Qiao was a normal person, she would have had a heart attack and died on the spot.
She looked at Chu Ji who had turned into "bloody water" with a dull face. Her back was a little wet. It took her a while to think that she still had a mouth to speak, "Why are you acting in a horror movie in my room in the middle of the night?"
The mass of flesh squirmed violently, arched into a large bulge, and gradually turned into a human body that descended closer to her.
"Lin Qiao, I don't like you comparing me to an object." Chu Ji's beautiful face has grown up, her lips are pursed straightly, most of the whites of her eyes without contact lenses take up most of her eyes, and her bundled pupils are inorganic and cold, without any Any emotion.
The monster's personality is very split. Imitation makes it close to humans, learning various emotions and dealing with various trivial matters in life. But in fact, putting all this aside, in its own living habits, humans are just like humans. Like a paramecium, it is too small to be taken lightly.
But Paramecium Lin Qiao, who shouldn't be taken seriously, felt that he was just an object in her hands.
He was not happy.
He could stoop down and accept her weakness, but he could not accept being compared to an object in her hand.
Lin Qiao still didn't know what was going on in his brain, so she casually wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed, "Everyone is rushing to get priceless treasures. What's wrong with objects? The things that everyone is flocking to are enough to prove its importance. sex."
The monster fell a little further until it was completely attached to her quilt. As soon as its uncontrollable lower limbs touched the quilt full of Lin Qiao's scent, it was seduced to keep burrowing inside.
The warm and sticky feeling climbed up his legs. Lin Qiao inserted her fingers into his black and soft hair, pulled it out, and said helplessly: "Baby, don't judge me with so many eyes in the middle of the night."
Chu Ji lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against her cheek, "What does this mean now?"
Lin Qiao turned her face and kissed him on the cheek, "It's still the third type."
She found this question really boring.
It was obviously the same answer as before, but Lin Qiao's different tone and close reaction made the monster's heart hidden in his body become sore. He hugged Lin Qiao's waist, rubbed her black vest with his fingers, "Audible It looks different again.”
"I don't know, I can't tell the difference." Lin Qiao yawned and retracted his hand, "Anyway, I won't lie to you. Being honest with you is also my advantage."
The eyes on the piece of meat closed one after another, and Chu Ji lay next to her, "Then I can stay like this tonight."
Lin Qiao half-closed her eyes. After her emotions calmed down, she became extremely sleepy and turned over.
He waited for a while, and finally, disappointed, he decided to climb out of bed and leave. Lin Qiao's voice came from behind, "You can sleep on the floor."
This is much better than sleeping in the living room through a door. Chu Ji is quite satisfied. This is a big improvement.
He opened the door and used his tentacles to roll in the quilt outside, spread it on the ground and wrapped Himself in it.
Lin Qiao quickly fell asleep regardless of the small movements on the ground, breathing softly and long.
Chu Ji, who was lying on the ground, could only see her hair falling from the pillow and hanging on the edge of the bed. His greedy tentacles quietly climbed up and played with her hair for a while, and then slipped out from under the thin quilt. She got in, pressed against Lin Qiao's soft arm, and licked it carefully.
