The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 257 Moisturizing Things Silently - Approaching You Quietly
Qinghe suddenly looked like a little turtle whose head had been knocked, and hid in the locker with his limp body in his arms. The locker was so small that he barely managed to get in as a five-year-old, but the door couldn't be closed. Yes, little pp pouted outside, looking extremely cute.

Wu Zhi looked at the smoky kitchen, then at Qingmeng who was standing awkwardly and ignorantly, but she wasn't angry, she just didn't know what to say.

She walked over and dragged Qing He out by pulling the hem of his clothes.

She thought that Qinghe would come to the kitchen, but she didn't expect that this little guy either ate or tossed secretly.

"Come out, hide inside, can't I see you?"

The act of deceiving her ears and stealing her ears really made her a little dumbfounded.

Qinghe was dragged out several times by her, and then slowly moved the little PP out. When he came out, he couldn't stabilize his body, and sat on the ground all at once. Fortunately, the distance between the floor and him was only a little bit, so he didn't get hurt. bone.

Qinghe rolled his eyes, blinked his eyes, thought of what was written in that book, and looked at Wu Zhi cautiously, "Wu Zhi, it hurts from the fall, it's all my fault, don't be angry."

Qing He stumbled when he said this, after all, he would never be able to say such a thing normally.

Always feel a little guilty.

Wu Zhi listened and touched his forehead in shock.

Not hot.

"I don't have a fever..."

Qinghe's face flushed, and he said angrily, "I don't have a fever!"

Wu Zhi nodded, "That's right, get up quickly, don't pretend to be pitiful for me, this kitchen is messed up by you two little guys, can you tell me, what are you doing?"

Qinghe stood with Qingmeng with his hands behind his back, and looked at each other after hearing this.

Qinghe pointed to a bag of flour on the ground, scratched his cheek with his fingertips, and some of the powder on his cheeks was wiped off.

"We want to make good food."

Qing Meng opened a pair of innocent and sparkling eyes, and nodded.

"Good food."

Wu Zhi was stunned, "Did you finish the flower cake last night? What about the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and hawthorn cake made by Su Yihan?"

Qinghe curled his lips, "No, we have to make it for Wu Zhi."

Qing Meng blinked her eyes, "Yes, I have to make it myself for Wu Zhi to eat."

Wu Zhi was stunned.

Unexplainable emotions began to ferment.

In a squatting position, she wiped off the powder on the faces of the two little cats, "Want to make something delicious for Wu Zhi?"

Qinghe's cheeks were flushed, and he seemed a little shy, "Susu can do it, so can Qinghe."

Qing Meng nodded with a nasal voice, "If Qinghe wants to do it, so should Qing Meng."

Wu Zhi blinked her eyes, was silent for a while, and then said, "Yes, but food is very precious now, we can't waste food, you know? There are many people out there who can't eat enough and are hungry, we have to cherish food , promise me?"

Qinghe Qingmeng doesn't need to live on food, they are just greedy for the taste and deliciousness of food, so they don't understand, and they don't understand that plants are grown by the essence of the sun and the moon, so Qingmeng has never been hungry, she doesn't know What does it feel like to be hungry? Even if the moon and the sun don't come out, she can still live on the cloudy sky and micro elements, so the growth rate of plants is very unstable.

Needless to say, Qinghe, he belongs to Wu Zhi's supernatural ability, and he will fall asleep when his energy is exhausted. When he is in the vine form, he can't feel any tiredness or sleepiness, let alone hunger.

But Qinghe knew he had done something wrong, so he obediently pulled Qingmeng and nodded, "We know we were wrong, and we won't waste food."

Wu Zhi smiled, and heard Qinghe's troubled voice, "But I also want to cook delicious food for Wu Zhi, so that after Susu leaves, no one will cook for Wu Zhi."

Wu Zhi was taken aback again, she asked, "How did Seshi know that Susu is leaving?"

Qing He stretched out his hand and counted his fingers, "The villain Cheng Ci is gone, Ji Ji, Duan Rufeng are also gone, Wu Zhi said, only we will live together from now on."

Wu Zhi looked at him, momentarily speechless.

After a while, she asked nonchalantly, "Then next time Qinghe can go to Su Suxue, or Wu Zhi can teach you, okay?"

Qinghe nodded, "Then I will learn from Susu."

Wu Zhi tilted her head, "Seese likes Susu very much?"

Qinghe curled his lips, and said in disgust, "I don't like him! But the big villain said, tell Wu Zhi not to enter the kitchen."

It's Cheng Ci again.

Wu Zhi suddenly remembered that the name Qinghe was also on Cheng Ci's mind.

Seshi used to like to pester Cheng Ci the most. Cheng Ci's wrist was white and cold, like a fine white jade, making people love it, so it's no wonder Seshi likes it.

Wu Zhi remembered the words Su Yihan said when she came back that day.

"Nangong, I'm back."

Cheng Ci also said the same thing.

Unknowingly, the details that Wu Zhi didn't notice seem to be highlighted by Qing He's few short words.

Cheng Ci, including Duan Rufeng, Ji Zhongqi and others, walked into her room silently.

But Wu Zhi's courage was burnt out.

In the fire in the previous life, she was burned to death along with her stepmother.

She has always been out of tune with this world.

She is not Nangong Wuzhi.

Wu Zhi understands that no matter how the world changes, the souls of other worlds seem to snatch other people's bodies and lives, they are evil spirits, and they are an unknown threat to human beings.

If her existence is exposed, she will be no different from a zombie.

These are the things that this world needs to get rid of.

She is different.

"Then what should we do now?"

She regained her senses and asked Qinghe with a smile.

Qinghe puffed out his chest, and said to himself, "I'll clean it up myself!"

Qing Meng grabbed the corner of her clothes, "Qing Meng is not right either, Qing Meng and brother clean up together."

Qinghe blinked his eyes, and was also shy when he heard Qingmeng's address, but he pretended to be calm, and couldn't see anything unusual except the red-hot tips of his ears, "No, I suggested it."

Wu Zhi laughed, Qinghe is so cute.

"Although it was proposed by Qinghe, Qingmeng also participated in it, so you all made mistakes, and you have to bear the consequences if you make mistakes. You should clean up the kitchen together."

Qingmeng said softly, "Yeah! Qingmeng is fine!"

If Wu Zhi made a sound, Qinghe would not refute her decision, so he didn't say anything, and stretched his short legs to get the rag.

Qing Meng imitated the example, and fetched water and wet cloth together.

Wu Zhi retreated to the door of the kitchen, watching the two little guys busy in the kitchen, she didn't intervene, and they didn't need her to help them if they fell down, they could immediately get up by themselves and continue to clean as if nothing happened.

Compared with real human children, Qinghe Qingmeng is really easy to raise.

They cry, laugh, and lose their temper. They are no different from humans, but they are more reassuring than human children.

Wu Zhi stood there for about half an hour, Qinghe Qingmeng finally cleaned up, and ran towards her, sweating profusely.

"Be careful, don't fall... um..."

Wu Zhi squatted down and wanted to hug them, but suddenly there was a throbbing pain in her heart, not serious, but mild, accompanied by a tingling pain like a needle.

Unpredictable for a moment, she snorted uncomfortably.

Qing He and Wu Zhi's feelings were the most direct, and he felt Wu Zhi's pain almost instantly, so he crossed Qing Meng and came to Wu Zhi first.

I was already sweating profusely, but now that I am in a hurry, the sweat is not stopping.

(End of this chapter)