...What's the point of burying someone alive when they're already dead?

Instead of living on, we should try to resurrect them, such as collecting their remains and stealing the nuns' gospels.

“Coach Yang’s words are very good. May I add something?” Li Changzhou asked, bowing his head.

"Okay." Yang Qinglan agreed.

"You can listen to her on everything, except when it comes to negotiating prices."

Yang Qinglan raised her right hand and pinched Li Changzhou's face from bottom to top, squeezing his mouth into the shape of the Chinese character "都".

"Yang Xiaojie (Miss Yang)?" The voice had changed.

'This danger had one redeeming quality,' Li Qianxia thought, 'the two of them have grown much closer, and soon they'll have a nephew or niece to play with.'

"Rest first, we'll act together tonight, understand?" Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia and Bi, her calm tone carrying a strong sense of pressure.

"clear!"

"snort!"

"Narakaku (I understand)..."

They also rested in one room.

Yang Qinglan slept in the bed that Li Qianxia had just slept in;

Bi's small body took up a lot of space on the long sofa;

Li Changzhou sat on the single sofa where Yang Qinglan had just been sitting.

Li Qianxia, ​​who had just woken up, had nothing to do.

She suddenly remembered the old nun and the young nun. The two of them were still in the forest, but without the Witcher and Yang Qinglan, they should be cautiously returning to the nearest church.

People who can't swim and are afraid of water are actually less likely to drown.

If something unexpected really happens, all I can say is sorry.

While value games aren't true games, they are similar to games in some ways—players kill each other without reason, and non-player characters simply die.

We can't act impulsively anymore and hurt Qinglan and my brother.

You need to understand who is the most important person to you, the one you would protect with your life.

Li Qianxia stared at her older brother's face for a long time, recalling something that happened in the fourth grade of elementary school.

She tripped and fell while running in PE class, scraping her knee. When she got home from school that evening, he carried her schoolbag and then carried her on his back.

It was such a small thing, I'd completely forgotten about it, but suddenly it came back to me for some reason.

After looking around and confirming that everyone was asleep, she took Edison's pen and slowly walked towards Li Changzhou.

The pen tip pointed at Li Changzhou's face.

Tortoise? Bat? Rabbit? Or should we write 'virgin' or 'virgin'?

hey-hey!

Li Changzhou pinched her still-contemplative face with his left hand, shaping it into the character "都" (du), and with his right hand, he snatched the pen and drew a turtle on her face.

Li Qianxia's eyes widened, but she dared not shout for fear of disturbing the other two. She stepped back, but her face was pinched tightly.

"Pfft!" Bi curled up like a shrimp and let out a snicker, "Hehehe!"

Li Qianxia's eyes widened slightly.

"Cough." A warning voice came from the bed, like a sister-in-law reminding her brother and sister to be mindful of their distance.

Li Qianxia's eyes were too big to hold any more!

Why aren't you asleep yet!

She's so embarrassing!

Never write 'virgin' or 'loves my brother the most'!