Jiang Huaizuo thought about it irresponsibly, and then suddenly said, "My ability is cat-like, speed, movement, perception ability, and the power that can easily cut sharp objects from the fingertips, just like Like a cat's paw."
Chu Ci blinked her eyes, and was not surprised by his supernatural ability at all, but just muttered, "Is it really a big cat?"
Arrogant and indifferent, he doesn't like to talk to people. When you greet him, he doesn't even talk to you. When he wants to mess with you, he can drive you to death, and he can't get rid of you.
It is actually a bit dangerous to expose one's abilities to others, especially if the other party is a person with abilities that he is not sure about.
But Jiang Huaizuo was not moved by the little guy, but got such a sentence.
The cat's eyes narrowed slightly, and the pupils seemed to stand up in dissatisfaction.
Just as he was about to tell the power of the little guy he reasoned about, Chu Ci bent his lips, turned around, and Bai Shengsheng turned his palms up.
There is nothing in it.
Then, under Jiang Huaizuo's eyelids, a dark purple candy appeared in Chu Ci's palm.
Chu Ci closed her hands, took the candy in her hand, and began to slowly tear off the layer of paper packaging outside the candy, and said slowly, "As you can see, the space department has supernatural powers. The ability to tear space."
Just as he guessed.
"It's really convenient." It's like a mobile warehouse.
Jiang Huai looked Chu Ci up and down from left to right, quite satisfied.
He just touched Chu Ci's hair with his big hand, and before he patted it, the little guy raised his hand and stuffed the candy he had just peeled into his mouth.
A strong grape flavor spreads in the mouth.
Chu Ci's soft fingertips brushed the corner of his lips, retracted and slapped his hand away.
And smiled softly, "Hey, eat candy, don't touch it."
There was a bit of threat in his eyes, as if he was saying, I haven't settled with you for the fact that you cut my bangs before, but I still have a grudge in my heart.
'Jiang Huaizuo love value +4, currently 46. '
Jiang Huaizuo, who was rarely fed alone once, blinked his cat's eyes and chewed the bubble gum in his mouth. He seemed in a good mood, but he still retorted, "You asked me to clean the dishes."
So offset.
offset? Ah.
"Washing the dishes is what people who eat the most should do!" Chu Ci said righteously, raising his hand to poke his waist.
Obviously this little guy ate a lot.
Jiang Huaizuo looked at Chu Ci's movements, raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked out the window, too lazy to argue with Chu Ci.
Chu Ci, who was slightly better again, snorted softly, turned his head, and slid a hand on the glass.
There was a little dust on the glass, and at the moment when Chu Ci slipped it like this, a relatively clear trace appeared all of a sudden.
There was a little dust on the fingertips, Chu Ci looked down and said, "The zombies after that will probably be much harder to deal with."
Jiang Huaizuo responded in a low voice in agreement.
Then I saw the little guy whose fingertips were stained with dust, raised his hand solemnly, and rubbed that finger on his clothes.
In an instant, a gray mark was left on his light-colored clothes.
Jiang Huaizuo: …
Damn it, the little bastard.