Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 547 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop-eared Rabbit Leader 66

"Miss Jing, thank you for saving my son. This is a little bit of my kindness. Please accept it quickly."

Quan Jiu's arms were stuffed with eggs and vegetables. Facing the enthusiastic old lady, she couldn't adapt:

"I'm just saving people. You can take your things back."

"That won't work. I've heard how dangerous that day was. If it weren't for you, no one would be able to come back."

"That's right, Miss Jing, just accept it."

The young woman on the side was also persuading, with a grateful look on her face. "My husband is also in the team. I am not a superpower. If you hadn't saved him, I don't know what I would have done with my newborn child."

She held a swaddled baby in her arms, blowing bubbles from her mouth and sleeping soundly.

"And mine, little girl, you must not dislike it."

The old man carried the green onions and garlic sprouts in black plastic bags and handed them to Quan Jiu. There was still fresh soil on the tail of the green onions, which looked like they had just been pulled out of the ground.

"Thank you for saving my granddaughter."

It was hard to reject the warm hospitality. Quan Jiu walked from her residence to the weapon-making shop. Along the way, people came up to her from time to time and stuffed thank-you gifts into her arms.

After finally entering the store, the boss immediately beamed with joy when he saw her face.

"What do you want to buy, Miss Jing? I'll give you a 50% discount."

The story of Quan Jiu saving people had already spread throughout the city.

Things in the small town of Lothar have always been a problem that cannot be eradicated by the people in the city. Yang Huaigu brought most of the elites from the base there, just to avoid future troubles. Quan Jiu accidentally hit him and did a good thing, and he has long been regarded as a walking man.

Living Buddha.

Quanjiu did not take advantage. After customizing the weapon at the original price, he returned to his residence.

Wang Jingyang was cooking. When he saw her coming in, he couldn't help but expressed concern:

"Xiaotong, haven't you had a good rest recently? I think you don't look well."

Quan Jiu placed the full thank-you gifts on the table: "Maybe I stayed up too late recently."

She entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and water dripped into the sink.

After washing her hands, she inadvertently raised her head, and when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her eyes paused slightly.

The woman in the mirror has a fair complexion, but with a sickly white complexion, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness, but also as if she has not seen the sun for more than ten years, and is pale and bloodless.

She held the sink with both hands and looked at herself in the mirror quietly.

The pupils, which were originally black and white, became a bit gray and foggy at some point. She blinked her eyes, and the gray color faded away again.

It's a sign of corpse transformation.

"Dong-dong-dong-" Someone knocked on the door.

"Sister, are you in there?" Jing Che howled at the top of his lungs.

Quan Jiu bent down and washed his face, raised his head and let the water droplets slide down his jawline:

"Not here."

Jingche: "..."

"Okay, if you're not there, I'm not here. Then don't eat the sugar-roasted chestnuts I bought."

"Squeak."

The door opens.

"Bring it here." Quan Jiu stretched out his hand.

Jing Che originally wanted to catch her, but when he caught a glimpse of her pale face, the young man was startled:

"Did you put on too much foundation?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

Resisting the urge to beat him up, she took the roasted chestnuts and returned to the bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Jing Che scratched his head in confusion: "It's definitely not my fault this time..."

When Long Yan came back, Jing Che quickly took the opportunity to "reveal military information."

"I don't know who provoked my sister today. She has a bad temper. I advise you not to go in yet and find a place to avoid the limelight to avoid being accidentally hurt."

As soon as Long Yan heard about Quan Jiu, he was in a bad mood. He even forgot to put down the dripping umbrella on his hand, kicked off his shoes and rushed to the bedroom.

Quan Jiu sat on the bay window of the bedroom, looking at the man with a slightly damp white T-shirt and a nervous look on his face, holding an umbrella, and narrowed her narrow eyes.

Long Yan carefully knelt down in front of her, took out one hand and held the back of her hand:

"Zhuo, what's wrong with you?"

The rainwater flowed downwards along the tip of the umbrella, and in the blink of an eye, there was a pool of water on the floor.

Quan Jiu gently tugged on his collar: "Why are my clothes and hair getting wet when I hold an umbrella?"

Long Yan: "I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out. Someone gave it to me when I came back."

The team saved many people and has long since become a big hero in the base. Some kind people saw that he was caught in the rain without an umbrella, so they specially gave him an umbrella.

Feeling the warmth from Quan Jiu, he smiled sheepishly, released his hold on her hand, and prepared to stand up:

"Tsun, I'm too wet, please wait for me to change clothes first."

The summer has passed, and the autumn rain has continued, bringing with it the refreshing autumn coolness.

He didn't want his coldness to make her catch a cold.

The man was halfway through standing up, and someone else was holding his shoulders.

Long Yan squatted on the ground and looked at Quan Jiu in confusion.

"Is it cold?"

Quan Jiu was sitting on the window sill, much taller than him. The woman's warm fingertips touched his thin and cold lips, causing a numb and itchy feeling.

Long Yan always felt that there was something wrong with the Quan wine tonight.

It seemed peaceful, but he always felt that there was something hidden beneath the tranquility.

"Not cold."

He is a strong and strong man, so a little rain is nothing.

Quan Jiu lifted his chin, forcing him to look at her, and rubbed his lips back and forth with his thumb:

"But it's so cold here."

Long Yan was embarrassed by her look, pursed his lips shyly, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Suddenly.

A dark shadow fell above his head.

He was slightly surprised in his heart and obediently accepted Quan Jiu's kiss.

Quan Jiu just kissed him and left his lips. He just kept bending down to kiss and did not get up.

The two of them were very close, nose to nose.

Her tone was very soft, with a hint of ambiguity in the dark night:

"Keep you warm."

Long Yan's heart beat unnaturally faster. The ambiguous atmosphere made him aware of her thoughts, and the man shyly grasped his collar.

"Zhuo, don't worry, wait for me to change clothes... What if you get cold and catch a cold..."

Zhuo Zhuo definitely wants to teach him how to kiss again.

Long Yan was a little helpless and wished he could change into new clothes in just a second without keeping her waiting.

Quan Jiu's eyes flashed, and he lifted his lips with his fingertips, pressing them domineeringly.

Long Yan was originally still struggling with the matter of changing clothes, but after being kissed by Quan Jiu for two minutes, his soul drifted away. He had no idea where he was, let alone changing clothes.

At some point, the man got up from the ground and sat on the window sill. He put his arm around the woman's waist, closed his eyes slightly, and was lost in her gentleness.

When Quan Jiu hugged him tightly, Long Yan suddenly woke up. Thinking of how wet he was, he pushed her but didn't push her: "Zhuo, wait until I change into clean clothes before hugging her..."

Quan Jiu's dark eyes were deep, and he kissed his ear and lobe with his eyes closed:

"Anyway, it will be redeemed monthly, so what's the use of wearing it..."

Long Yan's head exploded with a bang.

Take off??!

Quan Jiu's fingertips had quietly crawled down to the hem of his clothes.

——Separating line——

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