After falling in love with the evil god

"Yes." Chuji said with a smile, "I want to keep you by my side."

It is indeed better to make sachets than food.
Lin Qiao admired his miraculous brain circuit, and he was able to talk to him so calmly.

After resting for a while, the pain in her arm hadn't eased, and she felt that she should be dislocated.

She sat up, hissed softly, with her hands hanging by her sides, planning to go to the study to find the communicator, at least let the police come over to deal with the accident.

"You can't eat that alien species. It's just the two of us here. The lack of a corpse will definitely make people suspicious."

Chu Ji responded with a smile, "Don't eat, I'll just smell you more when you're around."

Lin Qiao: "."

She stood sullenly and stood at the door of the study, "Come and open the door, both of my hands were injured during the fight, probably dislocated."

Chu Ji directly removed the door lock, pushed the door open for her, and his eyes fell on her blood-stained little face. The sweat caused by the pain was mixed with the blood of different species, and it was hard for him to say anything.

Lin Qiao called him twice before he came back to the computer desk and followed her instructions to call the police.

"Do you want to wash your face?" Chu Ji stared at her face and asked, "It looks a bit dirty."

The taste of blood clots on the face was not pleasant, and the skin felt pulled, but Lin Qiao, who had already sat down in the high-end sofa chair, was so comfortable that he didn't want to move at all.

"Forget it, the bathroom is a bit far away, I don't really want to go."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll help you." Tentacles drilled out of Chuji's clothes, and he walked out of the study room. An eye grew out of his black and red limb, blinking around, and quickly found the toilet.

"Do you want a washbasin? Or should I just pick it up and use it for you?"

Lin Qiao looked at the tentacles that jumped out, and trembled. Inexplicably, he remembered the scene of the elephant drinking water from his nose, and said repeatedly: "Look for a washbasin and a soft towel. If there are any cleaning products, facial cleanser It’s okay to bring bottles and cans like that.”

Chu Ji didn't understand, he just felt that one tentacle couldn't hold so much, so he split a lot from his body and went out to look for it.

About two or three minutes later, they came back with the things Lin Qiao wanted to use. One of the tentacles still had a razor wrapped around it, which was held up in front of her like a treasure.

Chu Ji took it back, dropped the razor at his feet, and said rather disgustedly: "You don't need this."

Lin Qiao: ".No need."

She picked and picked among the weird piles of tentacles, and finally managed to have a clean towel, a basin of water, and a Hongjing facial cleanser.

Soon she had another strange problem.

Lin Qiao shook her dislocated hand, and immediately bared her teeth in pain, "We seem to have forgotten that my hands are dislocated and I can't wash my face."

Chu Ji's eyes brightened slightly, and his smile instantly extended to his ears, no matter how he looked at it, he said, "I can help you."

Seeing him being so attentive, Lin Qiao felt a little strange in his heart, but his face was sticky and uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to compromise and put his face in front of the basin.

"Wet the towel with water to wipe off the blood on my face first, and then rub it with facial cleanser if it can't be wiped off."

The body that Chu Ji occupied also washed his face every day, which was not difficult for him.
He quickly washed her face as required, and even cleaned off the sticky blood stains on her forehead.

Without the blood mottled on the face, the skin regained its beautiful color.

Lin Qiao fell back into the chair again and let out a comfortable breath.

Chu Ji threw all the things back into the toilet, then squatted down in front of her like a dog, and said to her with a smile, "Lin Qiao, I suddenly remembered something."

"Ok?"

"I'm a prosthetic doctor."

Lin Qiao raised his eyelids lazily, and looked at him puzzled, "So?"

"I know how to set bones." Chu Ji's eyes were pure, as if it was true that he remembered that he had copied this skill.

Lin Qiao stretched out his hands without any doubt, "Can you help me?"

"Of course, I'm more than happy."

Chu Ji first took her hand and put it in the palm of his hand, holding her wrist bone with his fingers, exerting a little strength.

There was a precise click of the bone, Lin Qiao clenched his teeth, and sweat broke out from his painful forehead.

Chuji immediately said, "I'll wipe your sweat for you."

Lin Qiao, who hadn't reacted yet, only felt her eyes go dark, and the person squatting in front of her knees leaned forward, and her lips fell on her forehead, and the warm and moist touch swept away.

She immediately stayed on the chair, rolled her eyes and happened to see the blacked out computer screen on the table, and Chu Ji withdrew her nimble tongue.

There was finally an outlet for what was wrong, and she finally understood what he was up to.

Because she smells good, but blood can't be eaten, sweat and other liquids became his second choice.

The reason to wash her face so attentively is because her face was mixed with other people's blood, and the monster couldn't get out of her mouth to play tricks.

After helping her wash her face, she said that she could set bones, because she found that the pain would make her sweat, so that she could lick the clean sweat.

ah!This monster has so many thoughts! !The taste is so special.

Lin Qiaomu grimaced, "You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

Chuji looked innocent, and pressed her other arm tightly with his hand, "There is another hand."

She couldn't refuse and couldn't refuse, she just waited for the monster to operate in the same way, his face was almost rubbed once, and then he rolled his Adam's apple and narrowed his eyes contentedly, and the tentacles protruding from the hem of his back waving happily.

more like a dog
This is terrible and loses the strange similarity of san
"All right."

Lin Qiao wiped the saliva off his face, but didn't dare to wipe it with a paper, for fear of being misunderstood by him as disgusting and troublesome.

She told herself that the monster's small thoughts were a little too much, but it was still within her tolerance. Seeing how He helped her several times in a row, it was fine, she could bear it.

During the period of rest and tossing between the two, the police finally rushed from the center of the wandering city to this wilderness.

The morning light is faint, and the sky is brighter.

Lin Qiao just reported to the ordinary police, and did not say that there were aliens, so the police who came were not from special departments like Zhou Qi.

She did this to delay time. Chu Ji's method of killing Hong Jing might not be able to see anything for a while, but after a little comparison with the forensic doctor, she would know that Song Liancheng's long tongue could not create such a wound.

If someone went up to destroy the body, the intention would be even more obvious. Lin Qiao could only leave it there and do nothing, delaying until Chu Ji could replace the body.

She became the victim and sat on the doorstep with Chuji, telling the police what happened.

They were surprised when they saw the alien corpse on the second floor, "It's rare for humans to kill aliens."

Lin Qiao: "Together with my companions, we were lucky enough to discover that Song Liancheng only relied on his tongue to attack, and his body was as fragile as an old man in his twilight years. It was good luck that he survived."

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