Chapter 19 You are a pig!
Jiang Zixuan shook her head. "My backpack is full, and I don't need anything. I might as well put what I need into the space."
Jingchen came over with a smile, "Sister Zixuan, tell me what you like to eat and I'll find it for you."
Just as he finished speaking, a bag of potato chips was thrown at Jingchen, and he couldn't help but scream in pain, "Ouch! Who hit me!"
As he said this, he looked over there.
Jing Yun calmly withdrew his hand, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Although she said she was apologetic, her charming eyes were full of threats like 'I'm going to hit you, do you have any objections'.
Jingchen, whose fists were not as strong as others, felt aggrieved for a moment, and even his hair seemed to droop down, "Oh, it's okay..."
Jing Wan looked at the two of them, shook his head helplessly, and continued to collect supplies.
Jingqu and Jingxing looked gloating.
Jiang Zixuan almost laughed out loud.
No matter how you look at it, it feels like there's always something that can defeat something else.
No one noticed that Jin Mohan, who was not far away, had a large package of biscuits in his hand, but after seeing Jing Yun throwing it out, he retracted his hand.
The sky gradually darkened. It seemed that the weather had become cooler since the beginning of my life, and it was getting colder at night.
Jiang Zixuan and Jing Wan simply cooked some rice using the gas from the supermarket.
There just happened to be a frozen chicken in Jing Wan’s space.
Jiang Zixuan cooked a pot of mushroom and chicken soup.
He filled a bowl and handed it to Jin Mohan who was sitting next to him. He said naturally, "Here, be careful, it's hot."
Jin Mohan reached out to take it, looking at Jiang Zixuan who was concentrating on making the soup with her eyes lowered. His eyes were deep and there seemed to be a strange light in them.
Jiang Zixuan didn't notice his strangeness. She put out all the bowls and served them one by one.
Jingwen did glance at his eldest brother twice, but he just looked at him and didn't think of anything else.
Jingchen happily picked it up and took a sip. He instantly felt comfortable and warm as if he was lying on a soft quilt. He simply didn't want to get up!
"It's so delicious! I feel like I've never had such delicious soup in my life!"
Jiang Zixuan laughed out loud instantly, looking at his exaggerated expression, and shook her head helplessly, "Your expression almost made me think that the pot of soup in my hand was some kind of divine and top-notch product."
"Zi Xuan, don't pay attention to him, he is just like that," Jing Yun couldn't help but glare at him with her charming eyes, but she took another sip of the soup and praised, "Zi Xuan, your soup is really delicious, you have great cooking skills."
Jing Yun nodded and couldn't help but sighed: "It's really great. Finally someone can cook with me. It's not easy."
When Jingyun heard this, he couldn't help but cough lightly.
Jingchen touched his nose and said nothing.
When the others heard this, they lowered their heads guiltily.
Jin Mohan calmly picked up the soup and continued to drink it. The chicken was tender and the aroma was fragrant. It was indeed delicious.
Jiang Zixuan couldn't help but be surprised.
"Ahem, well, Jingyun is a kitchen killer, or a kitchen bomb in short!" Jingchen revealed Jingyun's shortcomings without any guilt.
As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Yun, who was sitting next to her, became unhappy. "You are the same. You are not a kitchen killer, but you are worse than a kitchen killer. Can the food you make be eaten?! That's for pigs!"
Jingchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, "Then you ate it anyway? Then you are a pig!"
Jing Yun choked, "I was just giving you face so that you wouldn't lose confidence!"
Jingchen shook his head, "Yes, yes, thank you Miss Jingyun for your kindness, which saved me from being devastated."
The words were perfunctory, with a hint of smile.
Jing Yun was so angry that he twisted the rice in the bowl with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to poke a hole in the bottom of the bowl.
Jiang Zixuan ate rice while hiding the smile on her face.
Jin Mohan shook his head helplessly and ate his meal elegantly. His eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over Jiang Zixuan, and seeing the smile in her eyes, a ripple seemed to appear in his cold eyes.
After eating and cleaning up, Jiang Zixuan picked out a quilt, simply draped it over her body, closed her eyes, and prepared to rest.
At night, Jingwen and Jingxing guarded the first half of the night, while Jin Mohan and Jingchen guarded the second half.
There were no roars of zombies that night, so Jiang Zixuan slept more soundly and had no dreams all night.
I woke up the next day feeling very energetic.
While in the car, I was in the mood to joke with Jingchen.
Jin Mohan was beside him, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be fast asleep.
Ever since she was stuffed into Jin Mohan's car on the first day, it seemed that the others had reached some decision and always left her in Jin Mohan's car, under the pretext that there were two cars and just enough space for four people in each. Later on, she got used to it.
After all, the big man next to him, apart from being a bit cold and a bit more imposing, is not difficult to get along with.
Jiang Zixuan sat in the car and ate the potato chips she had bought from the supermarket.
The little tiger cub in the space stared at the potato chips in Jiang Zixuan's hand, and his expression became more dull as he watched her eat a piece.
In the end, Jiang Zixuan had no choice but to stop.
It's just some potato chips, what's the big deal?
She put down the potato chips helplessly and stuffed them into her bag. In fact, half of the bag of potato chips had already entered the space.
Looking at a tiger eating happily, wagging its tail, an expression of joy filled the air.
She shook her head helplessly, took out some water and took a sip.
"Why are you shaking your head?" A low and slightly cold voice came from beside me.
Jiang Zixuan was startled and looked at Jin Mohan in surprise. He was sleeping with his eyes closed and his dark eyes were looking at her.
I don’t know how long I watched it.
She was about to speak when the car braked suddenly.
With a "squeak", the wheels left a deep mark on the ground.
Jiang Zixuan rushed forward out of inertia, and the next moment, she fell into a warm embrace. She smelled a refreshing fragrance, light and not strong.
When I raised my eyes, I met a pair of indifferent eyes. I was startled and was about to speak.
Then I heard Jingchen's exasperated voice shouting outside:
"You're crazy! Don't try to kill yourself. Don't try to scam me!"
The aroma is everywhere, and after a bowl of soup, I feel comfortable all over.
Just when Jiang Zixuan wanted to break free from his arms, the man had already let go.
His expression was as cold as before, as if the action just now had never happened.
Jiang Zixuan pursed her lips and said softly, "Thank you."
After he finished speaking, he looked out the window. There was a group of people gathered outside. The man who was originally blocking their car had stood up and was standing behind them. His hair was slightly long on his forehead, covering his eyes, so it was impossible to see what he was thinking.
In front of me was a slightly fat man with an ordinary and somewhat vulgar face. He was holding a woman in a tight long skirt in each of his left and right hands in a frivolous manner. Both of them were good-looking.
The two of them were wearing seven or eight centimeter high heels, looking over here with a hint of pride and contempt in their eyes.
Jiang Zixuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and she was actually wearing high heels, as if she was giving her compatriots to the zombies as a gift while she was escaping.
Behind the three men were seven or eight sturdy men, holding long knives, iron bars and other offensive weapons in their hands.
(End of this chapter)
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