Interstellar Live Food Diva

Chapter 62 Let's be unlucky together!
Qiao Ziyi glanced at Yago who was still on the ground.

"my cat!"

"Someone will take it away later!"

After Huo Yicheng said this, he hugged Qiao Ziyi and walked forward.

Qiao Ziyi didn't move much either. After all, he has a bad luck buff on his body now. If he moves a little bit and he breaks a bone, it will really be worth the candle.

Finally, sitting on the sofa in Huo Yicheng's study, Qiao Ziyi didn't dare to use all his strength, for fear that the sofa under him would be rotten.

The military doctor came over, touched Qiao Ziyi's wound, and left.

Huo Yicheng stood leaning against the table, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Qiao Ziyi with a kind of scrutiny.

"How could there be lightning coming in?"

Huo Yicheng asked.

"I have no idea!"

Qiao Ziyi shook his head.

Then he straightened his neck again and looked at Huo Yicheng.

"General, your place is too dangerous. You know, I'm here to be a cook. Those who don't know think I'm a secret agent."

Qiao Ziyi pushed this matter on Huo Yicheng without any physical burden.

It's really unreasonable for Huo Yicheng to be attacked by her like this. In such a fine weather, there will be lightning and thunder, and even strike into the room.

This... is really... unbelievable.

"You really have your own attributes."

Huo Yicheng propped his hands on the table, and he watched Qiao Ziyi slowly smile.

"Bring your own attributes? Attributes that tempt you?"

How could Qiao Ziyi fail to understand the meaning of his words, and immediately showed a charming smile.

Huo Yicheng looked at her smile, unmoved, and glanced at her coldly.

They've all been injured, and it's still the same.

Seeing that Huo Yicheng ignored him, Qiao Ziyi didn't bother to talk to him.

Anyway, she has her own bad luck buff, whoever is by her side will be very unlucky.

Now with Huo Yicheng in front of him, I don't know if Huo Yicheng will be infected with bad luck...

Probably because the pain in her legs was gone and she was away from danger for the time being, Qiao Ziyi also relaxed, and she lay relaxed on the sofa.

"Crack—bang—"

Only a bang was heard.

Then the sofa she was sitting on collapsed.

Her whole body was nestled in that cotton pad.

"..."

Huo Yicheng still stood there in the same posture as before, and within a few seconds, he saw Qiao Ziyi's embarrassment.

"General, pull me!"

Qiao Ziyi was trapped inside, unable to get out, she stretched out her hand to Huo Yicheng again.

In this way, it seems a little embarrassing.

It's just... If this continues, will I lose even more in Huo Yicheng's eyes?

what! !

Thinking of this, Qiao Ziyi suddenly felt that the current situation seemed pretty good.

At least I can make... Huo Yicheng hate him.

Even, his own bad luck could implicate Huo Yicheng, and then he shunned himself.

If there is such an effect, it is really amazing.

Huo Yicheng walked up to Qiao Ziyi, stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Ziyi up.

The two of them stood, just looking at the sofa that was slumped on the ground.

Huo Yicheng felt strange that everything in his room was carefully selected, let alone one in a thousand, one in a thousand, it was still possible.

For example, this sofa is a handcrafted sofa made by a famous craftsman, and the people sitting on it are one after another.

(End of this chapter)