The clothes were taken from Wen Yao.
Wen Yao lives a refined life. The clothes he wears are all made of fine materials, and there is a faint scent of agarwood and sandalwood on his clothes.
When he learned that Panshu wanted his clothes, he didn't ask anything.
After a few seconds of pause, he simply said, "He's not a good person."
"who?"
"The one you picked up."
Pan Shu looked at him suspiciously, "How did you know?"
Wen Yao raised his lips slightly, "There's nothing going on in the base that I don't know."
He thought for a moment, chuckled softly, and then said, "You didn't go to Shang Ting when you needed clothes, but came to me instead. Does this mean that in your heart, I am more trustworthy than Shang Ting?"
“……?” You’re overthinking it.
Panshu returned and gave the clothes to the young boy. "My name is Panshu, what's yours?"
The young boy took it obediently.
His face flushed as he cautiously glanced at Pan Shu, "My... my name is Jiang Jie, as tiny as a mustard seed... but your name is much better than mine..."
"Your name is nice, too."
Pan Shu touched his head and noticed that his body was a little stiff. She paused and put her hand down, "Go change your clothes."
Jiang Jie's face turned pale. He lowered his eyebrows and said slowly, "You can touch it, you can touch it. I like it very much."
"Okay, I know."
Pan Shu watched him slowly walk to the bathroom with his clothes. She lowered her eyes again, her fingertips nonchalantly tapping her chin, with no emotion in her eyes.
Jiang Jie is thin, short, malnourished, and young, so he looks very similar to Xie Chen.
Wen Yao's clothes were on him.
It gives people a feeling of being neither fish nor fowl.
Ban Shu pondered for a moment, "I'll ask Wen Yao to find you some clothes that fit when he's free."
“This is great, I like it very much.”
The young man raised his wet eyes and looked at Pan Shu with dependence and joy, "I never thought I could wear such comfortable clothes, sister, I like it so much."
His call of "sister" made Panshu a little dazed.
Not long after, Fang Han found out that Pan Shu had picked up a younger brother.
"That's strange! Why haven't I seen him before in the base?" Fang Han touched her chin and frowned. She turned to look at Pan Shu, "Is there anything wrong with him?"
The girl was stunned. "What's the problem?"
"Nothing... maybe I'm overthinking it." Fang Han slapped his head helplessly, "The zombie horde is getting closer and closer, I'm too nervous, hahahaha."
Panshu also laughed.
But I was thinking in my heart, is there any secret about Jiang Jie?
He seemed to have noticed the girl's gaze.
Jiang Jie, who was busy in the crowd, smiled shyly at Pan Shu and waved, "Sister."
The days passed one by one.
The zombie tide that Fang Han mentioned never came.
The walls outside the base were built layer by layer.
Fang Han chewed the dumplings in his mouth gloomily. "Could it be that this zombie wave really won't come? How could it be so good?"
Pan Shu bit the custard bun with a smile on her face.
Fang Han looked at the increasingly beautiful woman in front of him, held his chin and sighed, "I thought you were beautiful enough before, but you've become even more beautiful. I don't even dare to look at you now. I'm really afraid that I'll fall in love with you, Shushu."
"Then fall in love with me." Ban Shu blinked.
She suddenly remembered something, "Oh, Jiang Jie is still waiting for me at home, I'll go back first."
"Oh." Fang Han actually wanted to ask what to do with Mr. Wen and Professor Shang, but then she changed her mind and thought, Shushu is so beautiful, it's not surprising that there are so many men who like her.
Let them compete among themselves.
There was a big "Fu" (meaning "blessing") on the door.
Ban Shu pushed the door open and walked in. The young man was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and taking a nap.
His face grew fleshier, his hair became thicker and darker, his delicate facial features slowly revealed themselves to the public, his long legs curled up aggrievedly, the yellowish light shining on his tall nose, making it glow faintly.
"Sister..." he muttered.
"Ajie, I'm back."
Jiang Jie's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slowly, and when he saw Ban Shu, his eyes gradually brightened, "Sister!"
He wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist, rubbing his slightly cold cheek against her exposed collarbone. "Is it cold outside?"
"It's not cold."
Ban Shu chuckled and pushed him away, "Okay, stop acting like a child."
Her appearance has now completely lost its youthful and immature look and has become even more stunning.
As long as she wants.
Her beauty is her invincible weapon.
Jiang Jie let her go and pulled her to sit on the sofa. "Where did my sister go?"
"I went to the cafeteria with Fang Han to eat. Have you eaten?"
"Not yet. I was planning to go with my sister." He curved his eyebrows softly, knelt on one knee devoutly, and rested his head lightly on Panshu's thigh. "But it's good that my sister is back."
"elder sister."
"Um?"
"I'm eighteen."
Pan Shu was surprised, "Is it your birthday today?"
Jiang Jie squeezed her wrist and said, "It's okay, sister. I'm eighteen years old and an adult man."
Pan Shu's eyebrows jumped, "What do you want to do?"
Only then did she realize that there was something else behind Jiang Jie's clothes.
It's a one-piece design.
With a gentle pull, the clothes... fell off.
"Take me, sister..." The young man raised his slightly red eyes, and his amorous peach blossom eyes were filled with strange emotions at the moment, like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time and finally burst out, which was almost unbearable.
He clung tightly to Panshu.
The cold lips fell on her lips and neck without any order.
"Ginger mustard."
Pan Shu leaned against his fair, beautifully shaped and strong shoulders.
The boy's muscles are thriving but not exaggerated, with beautiful, aesthetically pleasing lines.
Jiang Jie looked at her blankly with red eyes.
"elder sister……"
"Don't you like me..."
He asked her blankly, "I like you so much... Why doesn't you want me? Is it because you like someone else? Is it Shang Ting or Wen Yao?"
"But I don't mind..."
Pan Shu had a headache. "No, Jiang Jie, it's not right for us to do this."
"What's wrong?"
He approached her stubbornly, and seeing a hint of impatience flash across Pan Shu's brows, he swayed slightly, his face turned slightly pale, and he pressed his fingertips hard.
"Okay, it's my fault, sister, please don't hate me."
He closed his clothes gently.
Ban Shu looked at him helplessly, "You misunderstood, I don't hate you...it's just too sudden."
Jiang Jie's eyes lit up, "Yes, I was too anxious. Wait until sister is ready before asking for me."
“…”
Damn it.
Where did you learn this ginger mustard?
As he grew older, Jiang Jie's eyebrows and eyes became more and more similar to Xie Chen's.
If there was only three points of similarity originally, now it can be said to be seven points.
Even Panshu sometimes feels dazed.
"Sister...who are you thinking about?"
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