The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 11 Maybe she's taking a shower, are you sure you're going?

The cold water flowed down from the top of the head, causing the skin to tremble. After washing, even if it was cold water, Wu Zhi also used shampoo, shower gel and so on. After finally taking a shower, she found that...she didn't take her clothes Come in.

Trembling, she opened the closet. At this time, the sky was already slightly bright. When the light hit her, her fair skin seemed to glow softly, her facial features became more refined, and her pure but enchanting temperament became more and more obvious. people.

Except for that still malnourished hair.

The hair is long to the chest, the ends of the hair are dry and split, and there is a large area of ​​burnt yellow. Washing the marrow can't save it, it can only make the hair smoother.

Nangong Wuzhi searched through the entire closet. In fact, there were only five or six pieces of clothing. The original owner's clothes were all long-sleeved and long trousers. The only white skirt was a birthday gift that her grandmother had ordered for her before she passed away. She wore a light blue chiffon shirt with silver embroidery on the sleeves and neckline. She chose a pair of black jeans for her lower body. Wu Zhi was very thin and her legs were slender. Nangong Sixiao couldn't fit these jeans anymore. On the contrary, it is a little looser.

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downstairs.

Cheng Ci and the others looked at the twilight sky, and Ji Ji raised his hand first, "I'll ask Miss Sister to go!"

Duan Rufeng raised his glasses habitually, "There has been no movement above, maybe she is sleeping and taking a bath, are you sure you want to go?"

Glancing at Cheng Ci from the corner of the eye, he saw his faint gaze.

Jiji's little milk dog patted his chest, and said arrogantly, "What's the matter, I've never seen any woman before... Aww! Why are you beating me!"

Duan Rufeng took a step back and waved his hands, "It's not me."

Jiji was startled, took a few steps back, bent over and said, "Master Ci, Lord Ci, please, I will leave this important task to you!"

Cheng Ci looked at the noisy two people, and went upstairs with a cold face. When he saw the situation of Nangongyuan and his wife's room, he paused and continued to go upstairs. It is not difficult to know Wu Zhi's room. After all, the most difficult place to live in this villa is the attic.

When he knocked on the door, Nangong Wuzhi was still wiping her hair in front of the mirror. Her hair was too long and would drip water after a while. She was planning to go to Zhou Lian's to get a hair dryer.

"exist?"

The deep male voice fell with the knock on the door, and Wu Zhi blinked her eyes in doubt, "Cheng Ci?"

"come in."

Cheng Ci raised his eyebrows, and he didn't feel the embarrassment of entering the girl's room. When he opened the door, he saw Wu Zhi standing with thin clothes and bare feet after washing. He couldn't help frowning, "The coat I gave you?"

"Huh? Oh, that coat got dirty accidentally, so I can't wear it." After taking a bath, she would not feel too cold for a short time, no matter whether it was winter or summer.

But... she stopped, tilted her head and looked at him, "I can't pay you now, or... treat you to a peach?"

"..."

Where did the peaches come from at this time?

Cheng Ci rubbed his brows, took off his black coat, walked over to her and put his hands on her body, "Duan Rufeng finally cured your fever and messy injuries, not to let you continue to spoil your own .”

Wu Zhi smiled, and changed the subject, "What do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ci raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said in a calm tone, "We still need a wood-type power user, do you want to join us?"

Wu Zhi's eyes lit up, it was the first time that this person spoke so pleasantly!
"If you don't dislike my supernatural powers, I am of course willing to join you."

(End of this chapter)