Jiang Huaizuo thought indifferently, and then suddenly said, "My abilities are cat-like, speed, movement, perception, and the power to release sharp objects from the fingertips, just like The cat’s paws are the same."

Chu Ci blinked his eyes. He was not surprised by his ability. He just mumbled, "Is it really a big cat?"

Arrogant and indifferent, he doesn't like to talk to people. When you greet him, he doesn't even care about you. When he wants to provoke you, he can make you angry, and he can't get rid of it.

Exposing one's own abilities to others is actually a bit dangerous, especially if the other party is a capable person who can't figure out the details.

But Jiang Huaizuo was not moved by the little guy, but he got such a sentence.

The big cat's eyes shrank slightly, and his pupils seemed to stand up with dissatisfaction.

Just as he was about to speak out the abilities of the little guy he reasoned about, Chu Ci curled his lips and turned around, turning Bai Shengsheng's palm up.

There is nothing in it.

Then under Jiang Huaizuo's eyelids, a dark purple candy appeared in Chu Ci's palm.

Chu Ci closed his hands, took the candy in his hand, and slowly tore off the paper packaging on the outside of the candy, while slowly saying, "As you can see, space is a supernatural power, possessing space, and The ability to tear space."

As he guessed.

"It's really convenient." It's just a mobile warehouse.

Jiang Huai looked up and down at Chu Ci, quite satisfied.

Raising his big hand just touched Chu Ci's hair, before he patted it, the little guy raised his hand and stuffed the candy he just peeled off into his mouth.

A strong smell of grapes permeated the mouth.

Chu Ci's soft fingertips crossed the corners of his lips, and then retracted to pat his hand off.

And smiled softly, "Be good, eat candy, don't touch it."

There was a threat in my eyes, as if to say that you cut out a gap in my bangs for me. I haven't asked you to settle the account yet, but I still have grudges in my heart.

‘Jiang Huai left love value +4, currently 46. ’

Jiang Huaizuo, who was rarely fed himself a single meal, blinked his cat's eyes and chewed on the bubble gum in his mouth. He seemed to be in a good mood, but he retorted, "You asked me to wash the bowl."

So offset.

offset? Ah.

"Washing the bowl is what the person who eats the most!" Chu Ci said righteously and poked his waist.

Obviously this little guy eats a lot.

Watching Chu Ci's movements, Jiang Huaizuo raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked out the window, too lazy to argue with Chu Ci again.

Chu Ci snorted softly again, and turned his head, one hand slipped on the glass.

There was a little dust on the glass. At this moment, Chu Ci was so slippery that a clearer trace suddenly appeared.

A little dust was stained on the fingertips, Chu Ci looked down and said, "The zombies afterwards are probably much more difficult to deal with."

Jiang Huai left in a low voice and agreed.

Then he saw the little guy whose fingertips were stained with ashes, raised his hand solemnly, and rubbed that finger against his clothes.

An instant gray mark was left on his light-colored clothes.

Jiang Huaizuo:...

Horse, this little bastard.