My host is the thief six

Chapter 1357 Young Master, You Have Stars in Your Eyes (5)

The boy on the ground slowly got up from the ground, moved to the corner of the wall and sat down, and couldn't help panting heavily.

It was at this time that he heard footsteps approaching in his direction. He froze all over, and subconsciously looked vigilantly at Yu Sheng who was walking slowly.

"You... who are you?"

The boy hugged his arm, his face full of vigilance, "I don't have any trust points to deduct, you don't need to..."

"Your name is Zhao Qichen?"

The girl's unique clear and beautiful voice sounded in this dark alley, which made Zhao Qichen stunned.

As her footsteps got closer and closer, Zhao Qichen realized clearly that it was not the manager he thought came over, but a little girl.

The little girl squatted in front of him, exposing that delicate face in his sight.

He froze, his heart beating slightly faster.

"you……"

He has always lived in this place, and the genes of people in this place are not very good, so naturally it is impossible to have such a good-looking person.

He has never seen such a person before. Is she... from the upper district?
"What about me? Let me ask you, is your name Zhao Qichen?"

Yu Sheng pushed aside the lollipop in his mouth, and continued to ask patiently.

"I... yes." Zhao Qichen's face was hidden in the darkness, he felt a little inferior, the little girl in front of him was dressed so cleanly, but he looked so embarrassed.

He subconsciously avoided Yu Sheng's sight.

"Can you still get up?"

"I can."

Zhao Qichen, who had been slowing down for a while, tried his best to stand up from the ground while supporting the wall, while Yu Sheng just stood aside and watched, with no intention of stepping forward to help.

Because he was beaten too hard before, it took Zhao Qichen a long time to force himself to stand still, and at the same time, he naturally avoided contact with Yu Sheng.

He walked towards the front very slowly, Yu Sheng followed behind him with his hands in his pockets.

After Zhao Qichen returned to the place where he lived, he turned on the light with a shy face, and poured Yu Sheng a glass of water.

"That...my place is relatively simple, there is nothing good..."

"Ah."

Yu Sheng took the water he handed over, but put it aside and didn't drink it. She looked at the surrounding environment.

This place was even smaller than the house where the original owner lived, only about ten square meters, and there was only a single bed in it, and there was a table beside the bed.

The cabinet is at the door, and there are some trivial daily necessities on it, and the bathroom is only separated by a curtain.

An incandescent lamp hangs overhead, illuminating the sweeping room.

Over there, Zhao Qichen had already gone to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, found a bottle of medicated oil from inside, then sat on the bed and slowly wiped his wound.

It was only after he finished wiping that he realized that Yu Sheng had been standing in front of him all the time. He felt a little embarrassed, got up quickly, patted his quilt, and said, "Well, sit here? Don't be disgusted. There are cleaning…”

Yu Sheng's gaze has been fixed on his face all the time, because of being beaten, his face is also a little bruised, and the corner of his mouth is even a little cracked, as long as he moves a little, it will be involved.

Zhao Qichen raised his head and looked at her.

Under the light, her face made his heart beat faster. He felt that he had never seen such a good-looking person when he grew up.

(End of this chapter)