After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant

The three people over there were arguing furiously, blushing and thick-necked, but they didn't argue in the end.

Yes, they all live in different mythological systems, how could it be possible to explain clearly.

Cen Qing took the dinner plate and looked around but couldn't find Jiang Ci.

Could it be that he left after eating?

There was a rumbling sound from her stomach, Cen Qing glanced at her sumptuous lunch, and decided to fill her stomach first.

There is one thing to say, the food in the mental hospital is quite delicious.

Just as Cen Qing was feasting, a pleasant young voice fell beside her ears,

"Sister, can I sit here?"

The boy was holding a rabbit doll in his arms, his left eye seemed to be injured, and he wrapped it with a piece of gauze.

The black hair lay softly against his ear, looking very cute.

"Of course!"

Cen Qing hastily moved the dinner plate towards him, making room for the boy.

Finally, she wanted someone to eat with her, but she had to have a better attitude.

But why did she look at the young man in front of her, more and more like Jiang Ci?

It's just that Jiang Ci in front of him is about sixteen or seventeen years old, full of youthful innocence.

Cen Qing stopped eating, and his eyes fell on his golden nameplate——

Patient No. 1 Jiang Ci.

Sure enough, it was him.

But isn't Subject No. 118 the adult Jiang Ci?

Before Cen Qing could think about this question, the boy in front of him tilted his head and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Does my sister not like tomatoes? If you don't like them, you can give them to Ah Ci."

Jiang Ci pointed to her untouched scrambled egg with tomato and blinked.

ah this...

Although Cen Qing admits that the juvenile version of Jiang Ci is very lethal to her, but when it comes to eating...

That definitely won't work!

"Who says I don't like what I like to eat."

Cen Qing put a large piece of tomato into his mouth and chewed it.

In an instant, the sour juice burst on the tip of her tongue.

Cen Qing frowned tightly, such a sour tomato made tears flow out of her eyes.

"Sister...don't cry, it won't look good if you cry."

Jiang Ci still kept a smile on his face, but that black eye was full of indifference.

As if playing a prank, silently appreciating Cen Qing's embarrassment.

"In the past, my sister never said a word to me, nor would I eat this kind of bloody food..."

The boy seemed to be remembering something, his voice was low and confusing.

It's just that the indifference and disgust in his eyes didn't even bother to pretend.

[Drip, congratulations on completing the side mission]

[Drip, please host to keep the persona]

The system sent two messages in succession, which brought Cen Qing back to his senses.

Spitting out the sour tomato in his mouth, Cen Qing folded his arms on his chest and leaned back on the chair.

Just like a big guy sitting.

Just staring at him quietly.

But Jiang Ci didn't pay attention to her bravado, and ate dinner on his own.

From time to time, he used his own chopsticks to pick up the tomatoes on Cen Qing's dinner plate.

Cen Qing: ...

It's okay to move her tomatoes, but nothing else!

The tomato red juice soaked the reddish lips of the young man, and matched with his delicate face, it was extremely alluring.

"Well, the taste is not bad, it would be even better if it was real blood."

Cen Qing stared at his chewing movements, and inexplicably got goosebumps on his arms.

Watching him eat, with that look in his eyes, Cen Qing always felt that the tomato eaten by him was her own.

【Help! I can't stand it anymore! 】

Obviously, she can't frighten Jiang Ci at all now.

【You are his creator, host, show your aura! 】

The system finally regained some energy, and used it to comfort the host.

"At a young age, drinking raw blood will cause you to get sick!"

Cen Qing straightened his back and showed the greatest courage in his life to go up to the lane.

"The raw blood...is all fed to me by my sister."

Jiang Ci smiled brightly, and even licked the juice stained on the corner of his mouth, looking happy.

It seems to be reminiscing about something.

Cen Qing:! ! !

The original owner was so perverted that he still fed him raw blood?

Is this the rhythm of cultivating him into a vampire?

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

Cen Qing immediately came up with three consecutive denials, but in an instant a sharp pain came from his mind.

【warn! Please the host don't collapse the human design]

Cen Qing: ...

"Okay, I did it, what? You hit me!"

Cen Qing smashed the jar, she really couldn't stand the severe pain.

It was as painful as pulling her soul out of her head!

"How can I be willing to beat my sister, my sister is my only support here."

The boy stood up and walked towards Cen Qing against the light, like a delicate boy who came out of a cartoon.

But it would be more perfect to be able to ignore the icy coldness in his eyes.

Jiang Ci propped his arms on the dining table, leaned down slightly, and blocked all the light.

"Sister, do you want to taste my blood? It's delicious."

Lifting up the sleeves of the hospital gown, the skin was covered with dense pinholes.

Jiang Ci put his arm to Cen Qing's lips, and continued to play his innocent character.

That black eye was crisp and full of mist.

It was as if if Cen Qing didn't take a sip of his blood, he would cry the next second.

Looking down at those pinholes, Cen Qing swallowed.

In fact, it's good to be with a mental patient, isn't it better than being with a crazy critic?

Letting her drink his blood in broad daylight, even a mental illness would not be able to do such a thing!

"If you don't want to drink, take it away!"

Cen Qing turned his head and frowned fiercely.

The chin was gently held in the cold palm, which made Cen Qing squeak.

"Sure enough, this is the sister I know."

Jiang Ci stroked her delicate chin with his fingertips, and threw the rabbit doll in his arms into Cen Qing's arms.

"Lunch time is over, sister remember to return it to me before going to bed at night."

Originally, Cen Qing didn't want this doll.

But when he thought that this crazy critic didn't play the cards according to the normal routine, he followed his mind.

As soon as the voice fell, the bell in the cafeteria rang.

Song Youyou suddenly appeared in her line of sight, glanced at her dinner plate, and said worriedly,

"Ah, why did Xiao Qingqing eat so little today?"

"Well, I haven't..."

finish eating.

Before Cen Qing finished speaking, Song Youyou interrupted,

"It's okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat, anyway, there are special desserts in the afternoon."

She's not sleepy when it comes to desserts!

Cen Qing nodded, and when he turned around, he realized that Jiang Ci had no idea where he was going.

"Xiao Qingqing, we should go back to take a nap."

Song Youyou arranges her time in such a way that every detail is so personal that it is suffocating.

When passing through the long corridor, Cen Qing saw Lu Zhiyao, and her face seemed even paler.

But there was Song Youyou beside Cen Qing, so he didn't go up to say hello.