Lin Qiao responded gently, "Today we are just ordinary people with some abilities. Once the evolved people appear, things will become complicated. We must let you accumulate physical strength. When necessary, in order to protect yourself, we must pull out all potential dangers. No one can stop us from surviving."
She survived from the isolated island and returned to Wandering City, not to die again.
She will resist at all costs.
"I will always support your decision."
After grabbing a lot of well-fitting clothes in a luxury store, they took their large and small bags to the prosthetic doctor's home that Chu Ji once occupied.
The family only had a mother and son. They were sold to an isolated island by people from the Gewen District because of debts. The residential area had been idle. Chu Ji easily found the target location based on his memory and entered the family password to open the door.
A spacious small apartment with a large floor-to-ceiling window. You can see the shopping street in the distance, and neon lights illuminate half of the room.
The mechanical butler woke up and turned on the room lights, "Welcome home."
The house was cleaned by her mother to keep it tidy when she left. Lin Qiao sat on the soft and comfortable sofa for a while and ordered the robot to close the curtains to block the floor-to-ceiling window with a good view to prevent anyone from calling the police if they noticed something was wrong.
She checked every corner of the house, including a mechanical parts room, two bedrooms, and many cans of wine in the refrigerator that were fully functional.
No one should be able to find this place so quickly in a short period of time.
"Go wash up and rest, Chu Ji. It's time for us to have a good sleep."
She threw all the male owner's things aside and entered the bathroom with the clothes she had looted from the store. Soon, the sound of running water, the rising mist and the scent of shower gel washed away the smell of blood on her body.
Chu Ji hated the bedding in the bedroom, and there were hand-held pleasure tools with a strong personal touch on the bedside table.
He was not willing to let Lin Qiao get exposed to these strange smells.
He packed up everything and threw it into the corner of the living room. Following his memory, he found the place where his mother always kept clean sheets. He took out a four-piece set with aromatic scent and laid it on top again.
When Lin Qiao came out refreshed, she saw Chu Ji using several tentacles to cover a plum-colored quilt at the same time, laying them out neatly and stacking them on pillows.
"When did you learn to make the bed?" She came over in surprise.
Chu Ji: "He often watches his mother doing housework and cleaning alone. He just watches and never helps, so I know all the steps."
Lin Qiao smiled and said slightly sarcastically: "You know what to do, but you still wait for a woman to clean up the situation. It's really the bad nature of men."
Chu Ji nodded, "Can I sleep in bed with you tonight?"
Having acknowledged His identity, it was normal to sleep in the same bed. Lin Qiao did not refuse, "Okay, but don't wake me up by doing any strange behavior in the middle of the night."
Chu Ji expressed his understanding. In fact, compared to hanging from the ceiling, it felt almost the same as lying next to her. The only advantage was that the secret prodding turned into an open and honest one.
He also followed her example and washed the blood off his body, but instead of using those fragrant shower gels, he preferred to exude the original scent of a predator.
The monster who walked out of the bathroom with water vapor came to the bedside. His body was a little soft from the hot water. Seeing Lin Qiao lying on the bed wearing only a vest and shorts, his self-control collapsed, and his waist and abdomen instantly became a mess. The messy "wool" is so soft that it can't be any softer.
They rushed onto the bed, and some crossed the line and wrapped around Lin Qiao's wrist, but she was already a little sleepy now, leaning on the pillow and squeezing his tentacles, "Stop making trouble, turn off the light and go to sleep." , I’m so tired today.”
Xia Yan's death hit her a bit, and the killing made her tired.
The monster helped turn off the light.
The bedroom fell into darkness, and Chu Ji, who was almost turning into a pool of blood, wrapped Lin Qiao's wrist and said softly: "Good night."
"Well, good night." Lin Qiao responded casually, her consciousness heavy, and she fell asleep completely after a few minutes.
It was quite cold on Christmas Day in December, and there was no floor heating available in the apartment. Lin Qiao had never felt the temperature clearly, but that didn't mean she could ignore the huge heated quilt next to her.
The heat always radiated from the side, tempting her.
A foot suddenly came out of the quilt in the middle of the night and stepped into the monster's body.
Her sudden embrace made the blood-red tentacles that had been quietly staying there stunned for two seconds, and then they scrambled to move and gently wrap around and rub them.
Chu Ji, who noticed something stepping on him, opened his eyes and looked down at the small foot. He could feel that the temperature of her foot was low, the blood flow was slow, and the heart rate was gentle.
She was just a little cold.
A thick arm stretched out around her leg to trace and observe for a moment. He thought he could help in this regard.
The monster controlled the body to cross the boundary, and its tentacles surged like a tide to cover Lin Qiao's legs. He gently pulled off her original quilt and threw her out of bed. When Lin Qiao felt Leng subconsciously trying to pull her away, he quickly pulled herself away. His body was covered up to replace the quilt.
Lin Qiao once again dreamed of the scene she had dreamed about on the isolated island. She was like falling into the clouds, wrapped in soft cotton clouds, and the warm sun shone on her body, letting out a soft sigh of comfort.
Soon she was stuck in the clouds and refused to move.
And in the dull bedroom of reality, the indescribable, indescribable half-human, half-tentacled deformed monster held Lin Qiao against his chest with his delicate appearance and strong white chest, and the tumbling "quilt" spread out. The bed was full, and many tentacles were hanging softly on the floor as if they had drunk fake wine. The thick and strange fragrance was almost depriving the air of oxygen.
Chu Ji lowered his head and kissed her temples, smiling lovingly.
Lin Qiao had no dreams all night and slept comfortably until dawn.
At first when she saw the clean ceiling, she didn't realize anything was wrong with her body. It wasn't until her muscles and bones were stiff and sore from sleeping all night that she raised her hand to move, and her soft feet touched her. Several sticks rolled down her arm and hit her face. The clear pain made her stunned for a moment.
The tentacles that had been mesmerized by her scent and color all night were a little dazed. They moved their position on her face and fell on her neck, slapping softly like noodles.
Lin Qiao's eyes slowly moved down, and after seeing clearly the pile of terrifying and ferocious "red lines" on his body, he silently closed his eyes to digest.
Well, her quilt turned into a monster.
She should get used to it. She should have expected this kind of scene when lying on the same bed. Besides, this is a good thing, right? He has one more function. He was so warm when he fell asleep last night, and he did that. It was a good dream, so don’t panic, take a deep breath, and then open your eyes calmly.
