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

"My sister is awake, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

With a soft voice and a smile in his eyes, the young man just looked at her like this.

It looks innocent and harmless.

The sun fell on his shoulders, as if coating him with a layer of holy light.

Unfortunately, after waking up, Cen Qing was not in the mood to appreciate this picture of beauty.

With a snap, the crisp sound of slaps echoed in the room.

Yes, she gave Jiang Ci a big bag.

Doesn't he know what the T virus is? How dare you inject her!

Cen Qing's subordinates are merciful even for a big pusher.

But soon Cen Qing realized something was wrong with his body.

too tired!

The slap fell on Jiang Ci's small face without even a red mark.

You know, that slap was exhausted by Cen Qing.

But it was like hitting a cotton ball.

Facing Shang Cen Qing's eyes full of surprise, Jiang Ci's lips curved even more.

Kneeling on the side of Cen Qing's bed, he played with her slightly red palm.

"Sister, don't be angry, it will hurt if you hit my hand, Ah Ci will blow it up for you, it won't hurt anymore."

Cen Qing didn't start, wanting to withdraw his palm.

But Jiang Ci's grip was even tighter.

The young man lowered his head, gently blowing on Cen Qing's flushed palm, his eyes were serious and gentle.

Careful as if handling some kind of fragile treasure.

The hot and humid breath brushed against the palm, with a hint of itching.

Cen Qing sighed, it's not a problem to be so stalemate.

It's better to ask things clearly.

"Jiang Ci..."

But Cen Qing didn't even finish his sentence, his lips were blocked by Jiang Ci's finger.

The boy raised his wet eyes, full of accusations and grievances.

It's like a resentful husband who has been abandoned.

Cen Qing: ...

Shouldn't she be the one who should be wronged?

"My sister used to call Aci before, and even her first name and surname didn't sound affectionate."

He is the closest person to her in this world!

Definitely needs a more intimate title.

Even Song Youyou called her sister 'Xiao Qingqing'!

"No, do you have the consciousness to be interrogated by me?"

No matter how good-tempered Cen Qing was, he was about to explode at this time.

That is the T virus that created the end of the world!

Now it is in her body, and the system cannot be contacted, and the illusion is not over yet.

Everything is developing in a weird direction, disturbing...

"Sister, you are killing me."

The boy frowned tightly, pursed his lips, and looked at her eagerly.

It was as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Not only do I want to kill you, I want to beat you!"

Cen Qing slapped off his troubled hands, regaining the initiative of his own palms.

Treat her palm as a toy, what's wrong?

"Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. If you don't make it clear, I will really beat you!"

If you don't fight for a day, you have to go to the house to expose the tiles.

Cen Qing raised his arms in a gesture, as if he was going to give him another big blow in the next second.

Although Jiang Ci injected her with the T virus, Cen Qing still believed in his heart that he had something to hide.

Apart from lack of strength, she has no other abnormalities.

But the little bastard still needs to be educated!

Cen Qing was full of momentum on the surface, but it was a pity that he was defeated by the growling of his stomach.

Well, she hasn't eaten all day and night.

Calling at this time is justifiable.

"Sister, let's go eat first. Ah Ci made you your favorite omelet, which is in the shape of a heart."

The young man's fluffy and soft hair was pasted behind his ears, making him look extremely well-behaved.

Especially the bright smile on his face made Cen Qing even more dazed.

Under Jiang Ci's flourishing beauty, Cen Qing rubbed his deflated stomach.

In the end, he was defeated by the temptation of delicious food.

The layout of the whole house is not too big, but it is obvious that the owner has put a lot of thought into the layout.

"here it is……"

Cen Qing hesitated to speak, wanting Jiang Ci to explain himself.

If it is really according to the book, Jiang Ci should have no life experience.

And it is impossible for the original owner to allow him to return to the real human society.

So who is the owner of this house?

"Did my sister not even recognize her own room when she woke up?"

Jiang Ci skillfully pulled out the chair for her, and was very familiar with the surrounding layout.

It's even clear where the jam is placed.

The memories transmitted to her by the system before were all about the original owner's experiments.

As for private life, Cen Qing was really blindfolded.

But this does not prevent her from asking questions.

"If you hadn't injected me with the T virus, I wouldn't even know my own home."

Cen Qing sat at the dining table and said angrily.

The breakfast on the dining table was dazzling, which was enough to show Jiang Ci's intentions.

Especially the heart-shaped fried egg, which is extremely symmetrical.

Cen Qing, who was a bit obsessive-compulsive, was very satisfied.

But the original owner also loves fried eggs, which is exactly the same as her.

"Here, I have prepared fried eggs and strawberry jam for my sister."

Jiang Ci picked up a piece of toasted bread and spread sweet and greasy strawberry jam on it.

Anyway, it didn't mention the T virus at all.

After putting a piece of fried egg on, Jiang Ci reached out and brought the slice of bread to Cen Qing's lips.

It is true that the "eat to open the mouth" has been carried out to the end.

But Cen Qing didn't have the habit of being fed, so he caught it with his hands.

It's just that the combination of strawberry jam and fried eggs is also the original owner's preference?

Cen Qing looked at the slice of bread in his hand, and a dark light flashed in his lowered eyes.

Maybe it's... a coincidence.

The two ate quietly, and the atmosphere in the quiet space was very harmonious.

Basically, Jiang Ci arranged the food well, and Cen Qing was in charge of eating.

The main reason was that Cen Qing wanted to come by himself, but was rejected by Jiang Ci with various outrageous reasons.

Simply lie flat and don't struggle.

After breakfast, Cen Qing went back to the room, intending to bring up the old matter again.

But Jiang Ci behind him came to the window and pulled the curtain aside.

The sunlight rushes into the room with a pale loneliness.

And Cen Qing happened to be able to see the dilapidated street scene outside and the crumbling billboards.

The originally bustling commercial street seemed to be devastated by a tornado at this moment, and no one could be seen.

Oh, except for those 'living dead' who can't even be called human beings.

They dragged their broken bodies and were tortured by the desire for flesh and blood all the time.

When desire becomes instinct, all human morality and laws will be reduced to nothingness.

"Sister, the end of the world has arrived as promised."

Facing the sun, the boy pressed his fingertips against the cold glass window, as if he was drawing something.

Unfortunately, there was no mercy in his face and tone.

On the contrary, it is mixed with suppressed excitement and frenzy.

"You know the end times will come."

Cen Qing spoke in an affirmative tone.

She couldn't see through the person in front of her, what was she thinking?

But when encountering unknown danger, she instinctively took a step back.