shock!The heartthrob school girl is a master of men's clothing

Zhong Li said frankly, "I'm really interested."

Otherwise she would not come.

Even if you leave your original living environment, you will still have a strong curiosity about these people with mysterious identities.

And this old man...

Zhong Li looked at him.

It doesn't look like he's in his early thirties at all.

The probing eyes stared at him, the old man felt a little weak, and his legs went limp.

"You...what the hell are you trying to do?" He said tremblingly.

Zhong Li turned her gaze to the surroundings. Such a harsh environment always reminded her of the period when she was doing tasks.

"Take him away first."

Living in this body, her self-control has obviously deteriorated, and the memories of her previous life rushed into her mind like a flood.

The scenes of the previous life were fully displayed, and she could even clearly recall the struggle and screams of those people before they died...

This feeling faintly made Zhong Li feel nervous.

The old man's pupils grew dilated, and his old face was full of panic.

Regardless of the disparity in strength, he retreated crazily.

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Qi's attitude was tough and he didn't let him move a bit, but he was extremely irritable because of his resistance, and directly knocked him out.

Looking up, facing Zhong Li's slightly dull gaze, Feng Qi spread his hands and looked innocent.

"What's the matter? I'm very light."

Zhong Li glanced at the fainted old man on the ground, but said nothing.

Feng Qi's actions are measured, and nothing will happen.

"Then you carry him."

Feng Qi held the old man on his shoulders without complaint, and complained: "Which coolie was not done by me?"

Zhong Li's expression was indifferent, she turned on the phone light and walked in front, after pondering for a while, she said quietly: "It's easy to remind me of dead people."

She hates corpses, especially the rancid smell that they exude, which loses their vitality, leaving only a depressing dead air.

……

Feng Qi threw the old man into the back seat of the car, and took Zhong Li back to his apartment.

When he came in, Zhong Li took a good look at it, the security measures in this community are extremely high.

It seems that the events of the previous life have left a big shadow on him.

In the past, because those security personnel were not as skilled as him, they dismissed them, and sometimes the places where they lived didn’t even have cameras.

In order not to attract attention, Feng Qi took one of the old man's arms and put it on his shoulder, and carried him up the elevator.

Putting the person on the sofa, Feng Qi was a little worried.

"How to wake up the old man."

Zhong Li looked at the interior decoration, the main body was in cool colors, simply furnished furniture, and electronic products everywhere, all of which were his style.

She said casually: "Aren't you very light? Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Feng Qi: "Maybe it's because his body is weak and he can't bear it."

Zhong Li glanced at Feng Qi, but didn't see through him.

"Any needles?"

When the words fell, she regretted it.

How can a person who has never used a knife in the kitchen have needles at home?
Sure enough, Feng Qi had a troubled face, and asked her sincerely, "Will toothpicks work?"

Too lazy to go out, order takeaway for meals, don't throw away useless toothpicks, there should be a few left.

Zhong Li: "..."

She pinched the center of her brows, and complained from the bottom of her heart: "You really only ask yourself to live, it's too rough."

The only use of this house is to shelter from wind and rain.

For other things, he can find places wherever he wants.

The requirements are not high, as long as there is WiFi.

Feng Qi touched his nose guiltily, but still asked her persistently.

"So toothpicks will work?"