"Are these wealthy parents?" Qi Xing asked.
Can you tell even if it’s drawn like this?!
Jiang Zhaosu was shocked.
When she was in school, she was at the top of the class in almost every subject.
Only in art class, the abstract paintings created by Jiang Zhaosu gave the art teacher a headache and were difficult to grade.
No one understands Jiang Zhaosu's art.
Now that he had met a soulmate in another world, Jiang Zhaosu nodded and his anger towards Qi Xing subsided.
"Why are you putting crosses on their faces?" Qi Xing was surprisingly sensitive to other people's emotions. "Aren't they being nice to Fugui?"
“…”
Jiang Zhaosu thought about it and shook his head.
She was thrown at the door of an orphanage right after she was born. People who have no memory of her at all, how can they talk about whether she is good or bad?
Qi Xing met Jiang Zhaosu's dark, clear eyes.
Although he was a zombie, Jiang Zhaosu's eyes were different from those of low-level zombies who only knew how to hunt. They were just like those of humans, bright and lively, and there were always many emotions surging in them.
But now, Qi Xing only saw confusion and emptiness.
This familiar look made Qi Xing's heart tremble suddenly.
He reached out and gently touched Jiang Zhaosu's pale and thin little face, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, I will be good to Fugui in the future."
Jiang Zhaosu was also looking at Qi Xing.
When Qi Xing spoke this time, there was no usual nonchalant smile on his face. His beautiful and affectionate fox eyes looked at her gently and seriously.
But it wasn't her he saw.
Who did Qi Xing see in her?
Never mind, it doesn’t matter.
Jiang Zhaosu hooked his arms around Qi Xing's neck, buried his face in Qi Xing's arms pretending to be attached, greedily absorbing the warm body temperature from the man.
As long as Qi Xing is willing to protect her and give her meat to eat, it will be fine.
In their current situation, the most important thing is to do everything they can to survive. Living one more day means earning one more day. They don’t have so much energy to be sentimental.
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