Dressed as a sickly villain's sister

Chapter 67 Sister is really fragrant
Jiang Ziqing turned her head in surprise, her eyes widened, "Why did you come back by yourself today?"

It's not the note that Ye Er sent back, talking about the change of my sister.

Jiang Zisu was anxious, so he rushed back directly, so he couldn't think of anything else.

"Sister, you look good again."

His voice was slightly hoarse, his bright eyes gradually dimmed, and he clenched his fists suddenly, feeling very puzzled in his heart.

Wasn't it great before?
Why did it suddenly become like this
It has become so good-looking, and when it goes out, it will attract a group of people again.

He really hates that there are always some inexplicable people inserted between them.

Thinking that those people might stare at his sister, acting like a goose, he felt very uncomfortable!

An eyesore, an eyesore, really an eyesore!

"Does it look good?" Jiang Ziqing touched his face in surprise.

It's really inconvenient not to have a mirror. She just wants to see the changes in herself, but she can't see them.

I don't know if the space mall can be exchanged.

Jiang Ziqing rummaged around in the mall, and found it for her, a modern white mirror, worth one gold coin.

It was a good deal, and she exchanged it decisively.

Now that the child is still here, Jiang Ziqing suppressed the urge to find out.

Before she could speak again, Jiang Zisu looked up innocently.

"Sister has changed so much, if people see her when she goes out, won't they think it's weird?"

Jiang Ziqing was taken aback by the child's unintentional words. How amazing is the change in this body?

If this is the case, then she has to find a way to cover it up.

She couldn't help frowning, "Susu is right, sister will find a way to deal with this matter."

Hearing this, Jiang Zisu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as his sister is willing to cover up his ugliness, that would be great for him.

It was getting dark now, and she didn't plan to go down the mountain again.

In front of children, she didn't need to hide it, so she didn't care about it.

"Go take a shower."

She got up and patted the child's head, then went to the stove, scooped hot water into the wooden bucket one by one, and brought it to the bathroom.

Jiang Zisu looked at her figure quietly, and suddenly asked, "Sister, can I wash Zisu's hair tonight?"

"Okay, oh yes, don't put on your shirt after you take a shower, I have to give you another medicine."

Jiang Ziqing felt uncomfortable when he thought of the injury on the child's back.

The child saw that her emotions were wrong, and suddenly felt a little annoyed at his impulsiveness at the time.

If he hadn't rushed to attack him, my sister wouldn't be so guilty now.

"Sister Zisu doesn't hurt."

In case she didn't believe it, the child grabbed Jiang Ziqing's hand, "Really!"

How could it not hurt.

Just looking at the wound with the naked eye is scary enough.

The child said this because he was afraid that she would worry.

Jiang Ziqing closed his eyes, collected his emotions, and smiled, "Elder sister knows."

"Come in, come in and wash your hair."

She took the child's hand along the way, pulled him into the bathroom, and pressed him onto the stone bed.

Untiing the tie, a long black hair fell down.

The child looks good, and this black hair is even better.

It's thick and thick, natural and soft, and it's even more beautiful than the models in modern shampoo commercials.

Jiang Ziqing likes to wash his hair very much, the child is obedient and soft, like a delicate doll, at her mercy.

The child closed his eyes, his nose was full of the smell of his sister.

After my sister became more beautiful, even the fragrance seemed to become much stronger.

Like poppies, alluring and extremely dangerous.

It makes people feel an urge to fly to the flame.

Jiang Zisu suppressed these strange emotions, he opened his eyes, Jiang Ziqing had finished washing and left the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Jiang Ziqing had already fallen asleep lying on the table, with a thick stack of ledgers beside him.

Jiang Zisu walked over and carried him to the bed.

He stared at Jiang Ziqing's sleeping face for a while, then moved his eyes away with difficulty.

Breathing steadily and disorderly, he left the bed.

He casually picked up the ledger and flipped through it, and found the strange note written by Jiang Ziqing.

+, -, x, 123456789
A row down, are these strange symbols.

Are these the languages ​​of that world?
Jiang Zisu couldn't help but curled the corner of his mouth and touched it.

His white and slender fingers slowly slid between the words, his movements were gentle, as if he was stroking his lover.

With these strange symbols deeply engraved in his heart, Jiang Zisu let go of his hand and began to look at these ledgers.

Looking at it, another hour passed.

Jiang Ziqing was still in a deep sleep on the bed and didn't react at all.

This phenomenon rarely occurs in my sister.

If it wasn't for the shallow breathing, Jiang Zisu would have thought something was wrong with his sister.

It's just a pity that I can't hear my sister telling stories tonight, and I don't have a hug before going to bed.

The child's gaze was gloomy, and under the dim candlelight, it looked a little penetrating.

Ye Er was dozing off, seeing the dissatisfied expression of the master, the drowsy mind was scared away.

He squinted his eyes, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and moved so much that Ye Yi glanced at him.

"Why don't you continue to sleep?"

Ye Er glared at him, "Are you laughing at me?"

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How did this person hear the word ridicule from a word of concern?

It really is a lack of muscle.

The corner of Yeyi's mouth twitched, and he directly covered Yeer's eyes with his hands.

He dropped a word coldly, "Sleep."

The two of them were a little far away from the cave, so these movements did not disturb Jiang Zisu.

After reading the ledger, Jiang Zisu wrote some words, noting any problems, closed the ledger, and climbed into bed.

"Sister. Really fragrant"

Jiang Zisu nestled himself in Jiang Ziqing's arms, murmured, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Jiang Zisu woke up, he found that Jiang Ziqing was still sleeping.

Because the previous internal force had no effect on her, he didn't use it last night.

Logically speaking, my sister should have woken up early and prepared breakfast.

but now
Deep worry flashed in Jiang Zisu's eyes. He reached out to touch Jiang Ziqing's forehead, but he didn't feel any heat.

Why am I unconscious when I am not sick?

Without hesitation, Jiang Zisu put his hand on her palm, and continuously transmitted the internal energy into Jiang Ziqing's body.

Her body was like a vast ocean, desperately absorbing his internal energy. If it wasn't for his deep internal energy, she would probably have been sucked up directly.

Jiang Zisu's face became paler, and the two people in the dark became a little anxious.

quite a while.

He opened his bright eyes, looked down, and there was a trace of doubt and anxiety in his eyes.

After absorbing so much internal energy, why is she still not showing any signs of sobriety.

What the hell does this happen?

(End of this chapter)