After falling in love with the evil god

What will happen after Wandering City, and what kind of riots will occur, has nothing to do with Lin Qiao.

She was finally freed from the troubled times and went to her beautiful world.

For three days in a row, there were no so-called stars in the night sky, let alone whether the correct position was north or south, and the temple was still submerged under the water.

The feeling underwater was not very good. There were a few times when Chuji mutated pollutants appeared around him. He couldn't stop eating all the time. After getting Lin Qiao's consent, he would drag the bathtub and dive further to chase the prey.

Even though the bathtub was filled with oxygen, and the bright red tentacles were tightly intertwined without leaving any gaps, Lin Qiao who was sitting in it seemed to be experiencing the combination of riding a speeding pirate ship underwater and jumping off a building.

She didn't expect that there would be such a day that she would be seasick. After all, she didn't even vomit in the thunderstorm at the beginning. Chuji jumped up and down excitedly when she returned to the ocean, but she lay on the edge of the bathtub and vomited.

The monster patted her on the back with an apologetic expression, and his gentle voice was full of apology.

"It's okay, I'm too excited recently."

Lin Qiao wiped her mouth, and the tentacles next to her immediately handed her a bottle of water to rinse her mouth.

"It's okay, I just went from land to sea for too long, and I'm a little acclimatized."

She rubbed her uncomfortable stomach, looked up at the leaden sky, her voice was slightly hoarse: "Do you think they can still track us?"

"The shielding device isn't broken yet." Chu Ji said, "But we're getting close to our destination, and the magnetic field around here is special, so it doesn't matter if we use this thing as a cover."

Lin Qiao looked into the distance, and at some point a thick fog spread in the Black Sea, like a sandstorm that was about to roll up in the desert, approaching very quickly.

Her heart suddenly jumped twice, "It's almost there, I feel you are inside that thick fog."

After eating his body, she would not be surprised by the electric shock in her mind.

Chu Ji supported her to lean on the suitcase, and the body that was mostly submerged in the water to pull the "boat" moved forward slowly. The warm feet covered her stomach and squirmed slowly, simulating the gentle massage of human hands to make her feel more comfortable.

"How about I make you some fish soup?"

Lin Qiao hasn't eaten warm food for several days. She hasn't treated her stomach badly since her parents died, and everything she eats is fresh. Now when Chu Ji mentions her, her saliva starts to secrete.

"But it seems that there is no place to make a fire. I bought outdoor survival supplies, and there is an outdoor pot in the kit."

"There is a group of rocks ahead."

Chu Ji pulled her over, and the four or five stones protruding from the black water were full of holes and corners. He specially found a relatively flat place, lifted the entire bathtub to the top of his head, and crawled over it. Then he carefully lowered the bathtub to avoid the sharp rocks and corners from damaging the bathtub. Lin Qiao would not be able to take a bath in the future.

As soon as Lin Qiao's feet landed on the ground, the feeling of floating like duckweed suddenly became solid, and the feeling was particularly comfortable.

She stretched, her stiff bones creaking.

There was endless black water in front of him, and the sea breeze whistling in his ears. Lin Qiao looked at this lonely and dark sky for a moment, then looked away.

Chuji has already started work with several kung fu. He set up a small stool for her as a bodyguard, lit a fire and set a pot, and went to the sea to fish for her. He was really busy. In comparison, Lin Qiao on the way to escape was like a let-off butler who came out for a leisurely vacation.

Soon Chu Ji's tentacles caught a few fish and came back. The biggest one was about the same height as Lin Qiao, and the small one was hooked on his fangs and struggling to death.

With the memory of the previous chef and his wife’s kitchen, he quickly processed the small fish, cut the fish into thin slices and put them in the boiling hot water pot. With the addition of seasonings and stewing, the milky white soup boiled out, overflowing with aroma.

Lin Qiao moved a stool and sat next to him, holding a small fishing rod in his hand.

This is also the equipment that comes with survival in the wild. The merchant's brain circuit is still very strange, and it can be regarded as a self-help and entertainment method for those who have been abandoned in the wilderness.

But she might be stupid, forgetting that there is Chuji beside her, and no small fish will go under the hook.

He watched her lower her head and stare at the water in a daze, her tentacles quietly extended to the distance to catch a big fish and put it on her hook.

Losing his shackles, the big fish struggled violently, causing the fishing rod to sink continuously and almost let go of Lin Qiao's hand. Her eyes lit up and she pulled the rod back.

The big, shiny black fish jumped out of the water and fell on the reef. She immediately picked up a broken rock and killed the fish that kept flapping its tail.

"Caught!"

She raised her lips with a smile, her dark eyes were shining brightly, and the person who had been in the water for a few days suddenly became alive.

Chu Ji couldn't take his eyes off for a while, seeing her pack the bait again and swing his club, and the tentacle feet carried her on his back and poured out to catch fish for her in all directions.

After a pot of delicious fish soup was ready, Lin Qiao also caught a bunch of fish around him.

She said in amazement: "Are all these polluting fish idiots?" She never got empty-handed once!

Chu Ji smiled slightly, and echoed: "It's stupid, but my dear, you can't finish a meal with so many fish you catch, should we pack them all up and take them away? Maybe it won't fit in the bathtub."

"Why pack it up and take it away?"

Lin Qiao pointed to the huge pile of fish beside him, and said as it should, "These are the dinners I prepared for you."

She couldn't just do nothing and be a little piece of shit all the time.

Chuji showed a joyful expression, completely forgetting how he dug the sandpit under the sea to find those hidden fish for her, and how he carefully hung the live fish on her hook to avoid being discovered.

He hugged her tightly with both arms, and his whole body showed a sticky state of love brain.

"My dear, are you feeling sorry for me, afraid that I will be hungry? You really think about me. "

"I feel very happy."

No matter how many times she listened to it, Lin Qiao still felt an inexplicable sense of shame about the three words dear.

She coughed softly, "Did you download the complete third season of "Wife's Kitchen" when you came out?"

Chu Ji did not forget to serve her the boiled fish soup, "Yes, it is a very meaningful educational film."

Because the phrase "I feel so happy" is also what the wife said most often in the film.

This drama is actually enslaving women in the skin of gourmet food, conveying the bad idea that they will feel happy and happy just by cooking for their husbands. This is actually a lot of controversy on the Internet, and many people criticize it, but it is just right for Chuji, and he is even full of praise.
Lin Qiao took a small sip of the fish soup, and Chu Ji's tentacles opened his mouth not far from her, eating the pile of fish she caught with relish.