Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Chapter 3246: Raising a prince, or raising an ancestor? (25)

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Su Qiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Let me teach you what acting is!

"Cousin, how can I be like you, wearing clean clothes every day? I only have this one set of clothes. If I wash them, what will I wear?"

Many people watching nodded when they heard this.

Many of them only had one set of clothes.

Those who had several sets of clothes for changing were all men who had recently frequently followed the commander to gather information and look for food, or those who had young laborers at home and could also benefit from it.

The rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled could only wait for their leader to collect old clothes and distribute one or two pieces.

Su Weixue was just so focused on Li Bingyi's face and glaring at Su Qiao that she forgot about this matter for a moment and quickly said in a friendly manner: "Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier that you didn't have any clothes to change? Could it be that I would be reluctant to give up a set of clothes?"

"Then go get me a new set now, and I'll change the ones I'm wearing and wash them later." Su Qiao had no idea what politeness was.

Su Weixue had no choice but to turn around and go back to her own cabin.

As soon as she entered the room, the graceful and amiable expression on her face instantly disappeared, and she looked gloomy: "Stinky girl, are you trying to take things from me?"

"Humph, you're playing dumb and blackmailing me? I'm afraid you won't be able to do that."

Su Weixue sneered as she took out a light blue jacket that was about 80% new from the space.

These were stolen from some farmers' homes on the road before we set up camp here.

In fact, she had down jackets and other things in her space, but she didn't dare to wear them.

Host, this woman is so vicious. She actually put venom extracted from the teeth of strange beasts on the clothes.

444 had been monitoring Su Weixue, but he didn't expect that she would pour something into the lining of her clothes. He was really scared by her.

Su Qiao's eyes flickered.

Strange beast

"So, this woman might really be from the end of the world?"

In all likelihood, that's right. This woman has a cold and murderous aura that ordinary people don't have. She feels like someone who has seen a lot of life and death and has a lot of blood on her hands.

"Is it really impossible to get her space here?" Su Qiao became a little eager when he thought about the food, drinks, and clothes in Su Weixue's space.

444 shook his head: Unless she is killed, it is still possible to do it at the moment of her death.

All right.

Even if we kill her, we may not be able to get the things in that space.

Isn't that killing the goose that lays the eggs

Given the current situation, it would be wise to keep her for now and prepare more meat for her.

"Cousin, here, although this dress is old, I have washed it and it is very clean."

Su Weixue smiled and handed the clothes to Su Qiao.

Pretending to be careless, he glanced in the direction of Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya, and said hesitantly, "By the way, cousin, you should keep some distance from that Taoist priest."

"You are not young anymore after all. There is no clear distinction between men and women. You still need to be careful to avoid ruining your reputation."

The young scholar probably understood what was said and was eager to step forward, but was stopped by Uncle Mute.

Because Su Qiao had told him before not to let them go forward, especially the young master, and he must not be allowed to do anything wrong.

Su Weixue looked like she was doing this for your own good.

Su Qiao was a little embarrassed.

His IQ is really low, no wonder he couldn't survive the apocalypse even though he had a space.

If he really wanted to do it for her own good, would he say such things in front of so many people? Would he hint that she had an ambiguous relationship with the Taoist priest

Does she really think that people in ancient times were all heartless fools