Jiang Chuyi recognized the voices of He Sizhao and Su Mo when she was in the fitting room. Although she didn't know why they appeared there, it was not within her concern.
She struggled with the skirt for a long time, finally finding the zipper and pulling herself into it. However, because she had never worn this type of clothes, she had no idea how to pull back the twisted zipper on the back.
She had been stuck in the narrow space for so long that sweat began to form on her forehead. The noise outside the door made her even more irritated.
At this time, she thought, if she couldn't reach it, she could ask others to do it, why did she have to do it herself?
So she just hung her skirt halfway on her body and walked out crookedly.
On her, the skirt didn't look like clothes, but rather like chains binding her, which looked quite funny.
Jiang Chuyi had no awareness of the differences between men and women, and was completely unaware of her exposed skin. She just felt uncomfortable being entangled all over her body, so she gave orders in a not-so-nice tone.
As she spoke, she looked at Lu Qianzhi, clearly indicating who the order was directed to.
Lu Qianzhi's smile was frozen on his face, his eyes were fixed, there was no obscenity in them, he just didn't expect that she would come out in such disheveled condition.
He was already used to Jiang Chuyi's orders. Just as he was about to go over to help her zip up her pants, a figure was faster than him.
The tallest black figure rushed forward at lightning speed, grabbed Jiang Chuyi's petite body in his arms, and used his body to block her firmly.
Then the next second, a gust of wind blew, and he and Jiang Chuyi disappeared from the spot.
The door of the fitting room was closed again.
Lu Qianzhi paused in raising his leg, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at Su Mo.
"Captain He has awakened his talent for speed?" He paused, then said in a positive tone, "You know Xiaoyi."
Su Mo slowly withdrew his gaze, and a familiar smile appeared on his face again: "You guessed right."
Anyway, at this point, it was obvious that he couldn't fight anymore, so he simply put the gun away.
Lu Qianzhi also put away his gun. He looked at Su Mo, then looked at the closed fitting room and took a step forward.
"Let them resolve the issue between them themselves." Su Mo's gentle voice came from behind, successfully hindering Lu Qianzhi. "Or do you not trust He Sizhao and think he will do something to Xiaoyi?"
Lu Qianzhi stopped but did not look back.
"Of course not." His voice was very stiff. "Captain He's character is well known to everyone in the apocalypse."
They were talking outside the door, while inside, He Sizhao had already used his talent for speed to quickly pull up the zipper of Jiang Chuyi's skirt.
Although the light was dim, with his eyesight, it was not difficult to see the outline of the girl.
The white skirt is a summer style, with a light texture and loose hems, making it flowing and soft.
The girl, whose casual attire is enough to attract attention, looks like an angel who has strayed into the human world after putting on this dress, with a beauty and holiness that makes people reluctant to touch her.
Jiang Chuyi was about to speak when she found that the skirt wrapped around her body suddenly became soft and fit her body perfectly. She exclaimed, "Huh?"
She wanted to turn around and take a look, but was blocked in a corner.
The space here is already small. It was fine when Jiang Chuyi was alone here, but now a 1.93-meter-tall man has squeezed in, and the space is suddenly stretched.
Jiang Chuyi would bump into He Sizhao whenever she moved, either with her hands or legs, or she would bump into his chest. Unable to turn around, she got angry and said, "He Sizhao, what do you want to do?"
The girl's voice was delicate and soft, and even when she was angry, it seemed harmless, just like a kitten scratching itself with its paw.
Jiang Chuyi wanted to push He Sizhao out, but his outstretched hands were held by a pair of hot hands.
They remained placed on He Sizhao's chest. Jiang Chuyi tried to pull them but failed. He looked up and glared at him.
After meeting He Shizhao's eyes, she was stunned for a moment.
He Sizhao was wearing the same explosion-proof glasses that he had worn when we first met. His entire face was blurry, but the expression in his amber eyes was exceptionally clear.
He looked at her steadily, the expression in his eyes was not complicated, but it made her feel a little uncomfortable for no reason.
If I have to make an analogy, there was once a time when the precious experimental control subject that the old guys in charge of her had raised for more than ten years almost died due to an operational error, and the look in their eyes was similar to the one He Shizhao has now.
Jiang Chuyi's heart moved, and the strength in his hands was released.
He Sizhao...is he worried that she'll die?
Perhaps noticing that the girl's resistance had softened, He Sizhao transferred both of her hands into one of his palms, freeing up one hand to remove her helmet and goggles.
The three-dimensional and cold facial features are exposed without reservation, and in the dim light, the graceful curved edges are particularly obvious.
"Xiaoyi."
He called her name, and something seemed to break in his eyes.
Until now, the feeling of surprise that was so illusory that it seemed like a dream was finally broken. He looked at Jiang Chuyi who was standing in front of him, angry and ordering people around just like before, and his heart skipped a beat.
Instead of falling back to its original position, it began to jump even more violently, again and again, as if tearing at some unexpressed desire of its owner.
"You're fine."
With every word uttered, the sense of reality grows.
"I've been looking for you."
Bang.
"sorry."
Jiang Chuyi looked up at him. She was sensitive to the magnetic field of living things and could clearly feel the guilt and regret emanating from He Sizhao.
There was something deeper, and she tried to feel it, but was burned back by the surging heat inside.
"Oh..." Jiang Chuyi was wondering what this feeling was, and his voice was nonchalant.
"Forgive me, okay?" He Sizhao lowered his head, "I will never lie to you again."
He originally wanted to take it slow after finding Jiang Chuyi. After all, given Jiang Chuyi's personality, it was obvious that he would not calm down easily. He had already prepared for a long-term battle.
After all, Xiaoyi only wants him to get close to her. As long as he sincerely admits his mistakes and treats Xiaoyi extra well, Xiaoyi will gradually soften.
But he didn't expect that as soon as they met, he would see other people around Jiang Chuyi.
The scene where the girl naturally ordered the man to zip up her skirt was like a bright red iron, burning into his eyes. Without any time to think, he directly carried the girl into the fitting room.
This disrupted his plan. He had no idea what to do next, but with an inexplicable sense of crisis rising up in his head, he knew he couldn't just let Jiang Chuyi go out.
For the first time, he felt a sense of uncertainty and uneasiness.
For the first time in his life, He Sizhao's breathing became rapid even when he was not fighting or running.
He stared at the girl intently, waiting for her answer, his expression tense and tense.
The space was narrow, and the scent of the two people filled the entire fitting room, making it impossible to avoid each other.
Jiang Chuyi didn't figure out the strange feeling. When she came to her senses, she saw He Sizhao's face close to her. When she looked up, their noses brushed against each other.
Both of them were stunned for a moment.
Jiang Chuyi felt a little itchy and sneezed lightly. Then she opened her eyes and saw He Sizhao's tall body huddled inside. He even lowered his head deliberately to look into her eyes. He looked aggrieved, and she couldn't help laughing.
Seeing her smile, He Shizhao's eyes were a little dazed.
Jiang Chuyi rolled his eyes and saw the bag that He Sizhao had just brought in. He kicked it with his toes and asked, "What is this?"
"These are all..." He Sizhao came back to his senses. He hurriedly looked away, suppressing the heat on his face in the darkness. "These are the clothes I found for you just now. They are all white dresses that you like."
When Jiang Chuyi heard that it was a white skirt, his eyes lit up and he immediately put down his feet and wanted to squat down to take a look.
Of course, she couldn't squat down because He Shizhao was in the way.
"Get out." She glared at him. "Can't you see you're in the way?"
He Sizhao was anxiously waiting for her answer, but he was more afraid that the girl's previous anger had not subsided and would make her even angrier with him. He hesitated for two seconds and decisively opened the door to let the light from outside in.
Based on his experience of getting along with Jiang Chuyi, he chose to go along with her, perhaps this way he could save some points in her impression.
After going out, he first met Lu Qianzhi's eyes. The two men exchanged glances briefly and turned their faces away with expressionless faces.
Su Mo walked over, bent down and waved to Jiang Chuyi with a smile: "Hi Xiaoyi, long time no see."
Jiang Chuyi ignored him and reached into the bag to pluck out the clothes.
Su Mo's eyes curved, and he deliberately shook the bag in his hand: "It's not just Brother Zhao's. I also got quite a few here, all for you."
Jiang Chuyi finally looked up at him and held out her hand: "Give it to me."
Su Mo handed the bag over with a smile, and Jiang Chuyi instantly buried her head in the pile of skirts, with a happy light in her eyes.
She liked white dresses, but it was difficult to get one. She had never seen so many different kinds of dresses at once.
After seeing what the two tall and strong men were holding in their hands, Lu Qianzhi's eyes showed genuine surprise.
Seeing that Jiang Chuyi seemed to want to take out each item and examine it carefully, He Si looked at Su Mo and asked, "Is there any room in your backpack?"
"There are still some." Su Mo took off his backpack and handed it to him. He took it and was surprised by the weight inside. "How much stuff did you pack?"
"Just some necessities." He Sizhao put on Su Mo's bag and looked back at Jiang Chuyi. "I'll be away for a while and will be back soon. If anything unexpected happens, send me a call."
"Okay." Su Mo didn't waste time asking him what he was going to do.
He Sizhao said it very quickly, and he came back in a few minutes. At this time, Lu Qianzhi's communicator vibrated. He took it out and took a look, then said naturally: "Xiaoyi, we should go."
Jiang Chuyi pretended not to hear.
She felt a tall figure squatting down, and a pair of slender and broad hands folded the skirts she had taken out one by one and put them back into the bag.
She raised her head and saw that He Sizhao's long eyelashes drooped, covering his amber eyes, and his silhouette looked quite pitiful.
"He lets you walk on your own. Maybe he doesn't have that much strength?" He Sizhao whispered. "Unlike me, I can run with you in my arms."
Su Mo: ...
Lu Qianzhi:?
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