Cen Chuxi was stunned for a long time when he saw the marks on Liu Qinghe's wrist, and then asked apologetically, "Did you hurt you?" ”

As soon as the words of denial were about to blurt out, Liu Qinghe reacted, swallowed back the words that had already reached his mouth, lowered his eyes and shook his head, "It didn't hurt, it just hurt a little." ”

"Excuse me, I'll rub it for you?"

"Okay."

Liu Qinghe directly sent his hand to Cen Chuxi, ignoring the gaze of Liu Guangtou and Qi Xian.

Cen Chuxi probably didn't expect Liu Qinghe to really agree, and was stunned for a moment before raising his hand to hold her hand.

The system finally understood why there was a task to prevent Liu Qinghe from falling in love with the mission target as much as possible.

But why try to stop it? Isn't blocking just stopping?

The system failed to find the answer from its own database, and floated to the middle of Liu Qinghe and Cen Chuxi, dutifully stopping it, "You should start the plot." ”

Liu Qinghe glanced at the system, then quietly pushed it away, and asked lazily in his mind, "You don't know the plot, how do you know that I'm not following the plot now?" ”

System: "......"

Does that make sense?

Cen Chuxi rubbed Liu Qinghe's wrist was something Qi Xian didn't expect, although he had only read the book "Apocalyptic Crisis" once, he remembered very clearly that the male protagonist in it had no emotional drama.

Could it be that it was because he wore it into the book that it caused such a butterfly effect?

Thinking of this, Qi Xian's eyes were a little different when he looked at Liu Qinghe.

Half an hour later, the four of them received their weapons from the Adepts and left the house together.

Liu Qinghe took a baseball bat and looked at it carefully, there were still a lot of dry blood stains on it, and it was estimated that someone had used it to fight before.

"Chu Xi, can you still hold on?"

"Hmm."

"If you can't hold on, tell me, and the first hedron I hit will definitely be given to you."

Liu Qinghe fell behind, listening to Qi Xian's grunting concern for Cen Chuxi, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Caring too much will only make people feel hypocritical and uneasy.

I really don't know how Cen Chuxi in the script would believe him, and in the end, he was infected and turned into a zombie.

As soon as she finished sighing and was about to take a good look at the distribution of zombies outside, she saw that Cen Chuxi seemed to be walking a little slower, and then slowly parallel to her.

Cen Chuxi probably hadn't fully recovered yet, and his breathing was a little wheezing, "Qinghe, can you do me a favor?" ”

Before Liu Qinghe could speak, Qi Xian couldn't wait to speak, "What's wrong?" I'll help you! ”

"You can't help."

Qi Xian: "You talk about it first." ”

Cen Chuxi didn't answer again, but lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Qinghe, no one could figure out the emotions hidden in those inky black eyes.

Even Liu Qinghe felt that he couldn't see him clearly, there was no emotion in those eyes that she was familiar with, and it didn't seem to be the same as Cen Chuxi in the plot?

She didn't let herself think about it for too long, and under Cen Chuxi's gaze, she nodded, "Of course you can." Now is the time when we should help each other. ”

Liu Guangtou was also about to echo this, until he saw Cen Chuxi holding Liu Qinghe's hand.

“……”

…… No wonder he said Qi Xian couldn't help him.

Cen Chuxi said, "Thank you." ”

"No, you're welcome."

Liu Qinghe looked down at the hand being held, and realized that she was holding hands with Cen Chuxi, or he took the initiative.