The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 126 We are all the same
Cheng Ci's smile sank little by little.

"You think he shouldn't have done that?"

Wu Zhi let go of his wrist.

The man put his hands on her abdomen and tightened his hands.

A coldness flashed across Cheng Ci's eyes, the rich black color rolled in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

The little rabbit's soft heart can only be directed at him.

If it's not for him, then...

He ignored the restlessness in his heart, and his face was cold and hard.

While thoughts were flying, a petite and fragile body suddenly rushed into his arms.

One was on the bed, and the other was sitting on the edge of the bed facing him sideways.

With Wu Zhi's pounce, both of them fell to the ground, Cheng Ci was caught off guard, and only had time to protect her in his arms, and let out a muffled groan.

It's rare for Cheng Ci to get angry with Wu Zhi, but he still suppressed it because he was concerned about Wu Zhi's body, but his tone was not very good.

"You don't know that your stomach hurts? You don't know that the ground is cold? What are you doing here?"

Wu Zhi lay on top of him, with an aggrieved expression on her face, "Who made you look like you were going to kill someone just now, before I had time to speak you just did that, I can only express my approval with actions, and then accidentally use force Too much..."

Cheng Ci hugged her up and angrily stuffed her into the bed.

Wu Zhi pursed her lips, and carefully grabbed his sleeve.

Cheng Ci kept one hand on her lower abdomen, and the other hand was obediently held by her, bending over, looking at her motionless.

Wu Zhi coughed lightly, "Master Ci, that child is...you?"

Cheng Ci narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Yes."

Wu Zhi held his wrist, "I didn't say you shouldn't, why are you so anxious? I was thinking how to say it better, not that you shouldn't do that."

Cheng Ci was quiet this time, and his mood calmed down, waiting for Wu Zhi's next words.

Wu Zhi didn't continue talking about this matter.

"Miss Nangong Sixiao of the Nangong family has a life-and-death enmity with me. You asked me earlier if I wanted to find my relatives. I said yes, because I wanted to see Nangong Sixiao ruined and her end a happy death."

The hatred of the original owner, she will repay Nangong Sixiao double!
"so……"

Cheng Ci saw the very similar darkness in Wu Zhi's eyes.

Wu Zhi smiled at him, "So, in some respects, we are all the same."

We are all the same.

Cheng Ci's mood became more beautiful because of this sentence.

He wanted to hold her in his arms and plunder the breath from her mouth, watching the redness of her eyes.

He shook hands unnaturally, his voice was a little hoarse, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Wu Zhi, "... I didn't pay much attention at first, but as soon as you said it, it throbbed like a tantrum."

Cheng Cimo.

Isn't that story in vain?

He helplessly continued to rub Wu Zhi's stomach.

It's not in vain, at least, Wu Zhi will take the initiative to hug him.

Although the process is hard to describe.

Wu Zhi was in pain for another hour or so before the pain gradually faded away.

Wu Zhi lay on the bed with a sleepy expression, "Farewell, it's five o'clock."

Cheng Ci turned his wrist, his voice was cold, "Hungry?"

Wu Zhi closed her eyes and rubbed against the pillow, and replied vaguely, "Yeah."

Cheng Ci covered her with a quilt.

"I'll go down and make some porridge."

"Great farewell."

Cheng Ci chuckled, and opened the curtains. Outside the window was the sun that was about to set. The sun was like an orange at the moment, and everything illuminated by it seemed to be covered with a filter called memory.

It makes people feel melancholy, leaving only a wry smile.

Cheng Ci looked at it for a while, then closed the curtains again.

Wu Zhi once said that she doesn't like dusk.

Cheng Ci glanced at the girl lying quietly on the bed with half of her face buried in the pillow. The dark room gave her a somewhat mysterious and untouchable feeling.

Before Cheng Ci went out, he suddenly turned around in a mood.

The person on the bed didn't respond at all.

He couldn't help but walked back again, standing by the bed and softly calling her name.

Wu Zhi always gives him a sense of uneasiness that disappears at any time.

Wu Zhi opened her eyes in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Ci pushed back the hair on her face, "It's nothing, you can continue to sleep, it may take longer to cook the porridge."

The door was gently closed, and the room was pitch black.

The kitchen downstairs is also very lively at the moment.

Li Yunsa and Duan Rufeng are the chefs, Ji Ji and Du Qiufeng fight around the two of them, Xiao Niaoyou pulls Xuanluo to watch the four of them busy at the door.

Gao Jingwen, Yang Shengxiao and Hu Chaoshan were sitting on the sofa, chatting with Xu Huai and the yellow-haired painter.

Zhong Qi stood at the stairs on the first floor all afternoon, seeing everyone in a harmonious atmosphere, he was like an outsider, there was no enthusiasm or yearning in his eyes, only a touch of indifference.

This indifference was not broken until he heard Cheng Ci's footsteps.

Cheng Ci was not surprised when he saw him, and walked to the kitchen without saying a word.

"Wu Zhi is sleeping unwell, don't bother her."

Zhong Qi retracted his raised foot and followed him to the kitchen.

As soon as the two of them entered, the originally small kitchen became crowded, and they could bump into people when they turned around.

As soon as Ji Ji saw him, he quickly dropped the food in his hand, "Grandfather, where is my sister?"

Cheng Ci glanced at everyone's cooking, rolled up his sleeves, "She's sleeping on it, you don't have to worry."

Ji Ji pursed his lips, "Why don't you worry, but, Master Ci, you are still very relieved to take care of us!"

Cheng Ci casually raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Okay, take out all the ingredients in your space, and put them in the kitchen from now on."

"Oh."

The season took out half of the ingredients, and more than half was in the space.

Duan Rufeng was frying the steak, and took a look at the ingredients, "Are you going to make porridge for Wu Zhi?"

The tacit understanding between the two is really nothing to say.

Cheng Ci nodded.

Duan Rufeng, "Let's cook a warm palace porridge. Just mix red rice, red beans, black beans, barley, black rice, yellow millet, red dates, and wolfberry in a certain proportion."

Cheng Ci adjusted all the materials he said in a 1:1 ratio, and then went to wash them.

Li Yunsa was frying the dried bamboo shoots and fried pork in the pot, and he smiled honestly when he heard what Duan Rufeng said, "Brother Duan, you will do this too? You also had this problem before, and it has only been cured in the past year."

Duan Rufeng glanced at the person who was cleaning, and said with a smile, "I don't know how brother Yun Sa manages it?"

Li Yunsa held the handle of the pot and turned over the vegetables in the pot again, sweating on his forehead, "It's difficult to manage, I have to soak my feet for more than 15 minutes every night, and I have to drink Wuhong soup every time. I can't touch anything cold or hot, and you will get angry at me a lot for this."

Having said that, Li Yunsa acted like he was willing to be lost.

Xiao Niaoyou stood at the door and glared at him.

Li Yunsa smiled flatteringly at her.

Duan Rufeng glanced at Cheng Ci from the corner of his eye, knowing that this person had written it down, so he didn't ask any more.

Because Cheng Ci took a while to cook the porridge, they didn't make any more soup and gave up the place to Cheng Ci.

After another half an hour, all the dishes were finally ready.

Du Qiufeng wiped off his sweat and sighed, "I didn't expect cooking to be so troublesome. Next time I'll just rush to wash the dishes."

At least you don't have to sweat so much.

When Ji Ji heard this, he blinked and said with a smile, "Come on brother!"

Duan Xiaoer said today that he is not in good health and needs to be recuperated for a year. He doesn't have to do things like washing dishes, and he can't cook at all.

(End of this chapter)