Fancy didn't pay attention to him, and while lowering his head and pouring out the snacks in the schoolbag, he said:

"How's it going out there now? Or you take me with you tomorrow, and we'll decorate it back." ”

Ji Zhengqing glanced at her and said:

"Just one bag, how many can you hold."

Fancy raised her eyes and smiled at him, slipped a bag of toast in her hand twice, and disappeared as if by magic.

Ji Zhengqing: "!? ”

Fancy got up and patted him on the shoulder, and the nonsense came casually:

"You can evolve, but I can't have abilities?"

Ji Zhengqing: "...... Space? ”

Fancy stuffed snacks and water into the space, left an empty bag, nodded and said:

"Ang, I just found it today, but the capacity is not large, and it takes up half of it after installing these things, but it's enough for the two of us."

Ji Zhengqing is reshaping his worldview.

But it didn't take long for him to dwell on the matter anymore, after all, it was a good thing.

Ji Zhengqing said:

"Then tomorrow we will go on the road, in the direction of Tartarus, it just so happens that this road will pass through a department store, loading some daily necessities, you... It should be useful. ”

Fancy glanced at him strangely, how to talk about daily necessities and blushing and stuck.

reacted for a few seconds, oh, probably a sanitary napkin.

It's weird and thoughtful, she didn't even think of it herself.

When you get used to being a vampire, you almost forget about having an aunt.

It's a bit annoying to think of this fancy thing, probably no girl will treat her aunt well, and she is no exception.

And in the memory of the original owner Dong Qinxin, every time she came to her aunt, she died painfully, which was equivalent to being half disabled, and she could only shrink into bed and hold the warm baby to continue her life.

At night, Fancy called the stickman in and let it act as a lighting tool.

Ji Zhengqing was startled when he saw it, and almost didn't take out his small pistol and crashed the stickman.

Fancy hurriedly pressed him and said:

"It's not dangerous, it doesn't attack people."

The stickman was even more frightened than Ji Zhengqing, so frightened that the fire on his head was extinguished, and he lay on the ground and didn't dare to move.

Seeing that it was so cowardly, Ji Zhengqing withdrew the pistol, but still asked vigilantly: "Where did it come from?" ”

Fancy nonsense: "I picked it up at the door during the day." ”

When she said this, she deliberately looked him in the eyes, slowed down her speech, and appeared extremely sincere.

And not too much explanation, not too much detail.

Wu Zixu is a lot of suspicions, the more you say, the more suspicious he is, and the more he feels that you are covering up and hiding.

Therefore, when facing him lying, you should say less, use fewer modifiers, and give less information such as specific time and place.

This is the secret of how to deceive this man without being exposed.

I just don't know if this secret is still useful in front of people with amnesia.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell the truth, it's just that it's too cumbersome to explain.

What should she say? Say there is a system? Is there a book city world?

It can't be explained, and it can't be explained.

Ji Zhengqing really didn't doubt her, nodded, pulled the stickman up from the ground and quickly dismantled its arms and legs, leaving a bubbling head for fancy, and let her plug it into the bedside for lighting.

Then he carried the stump to the side of the table and studied it.

At first, Fancy was still watching him with great interest, but then he really couldn't understand what he was doing, so he was so bored that he fell asleep on his table.

Ji Zhengqing heard her shallow breathing, shook his head, put down the stickman's leg in his hand, and carefully carried her to the small bed next to her.