"Okay, okay, it's all up to you, anyway, we have to find a man who suits your heart for our baby daughter Xiao Jiaojiao."

Ms. Ji Yuejia looked at her lost baby daughter with a motherly expression, but she didn't dare to force Tu Jiaojiao, the atmosphere between mother and daughter was much better than the previous tension.

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"Du Linwei, why do you have time after work to accompany me out for a drink?"

Si Qingli, who was severely reprimanded by the leader of the scientific research team of the Stranger, was still thinking about what his girlfriend Zuo Yilan said, and he was confused for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

Carrying a bottle of burning knives for the troops that he had exchanged for the soldiers who were defending the zombie hordes outside in the war fortress two days ago, Si Qingli directly killed the hospital where Lu Hua Ji Du Linwei worked.

"Immediately, the doctor who took over has arrived, I can change my clothes and get off work, hey, Prince Chrysanthemum, what's wrong with you? How is it like a frosted eggplant, listless, what's wrong? Who bullied you? ”

Glancing at the wine bottle that Si Qingli was carrying, Du Linwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stroked the dark green wine bottle affectionately, and said: "(⊙o⊙) Wow, wine, this is really rare, and now you can still get wine at this time, brother, it seems that your life is quite moist, as long as there is wine, everything is easy to say, let's go, let's find a place to have a drink, let me be happy and happy for your pain." ”

"Thank you for your inhumanity, not only to drink my wine, but also to see my jokes, I know you are an inhuman little, go ......"

The curfew at the current capital base is very strict, and Si Qingli and Luhua Chicken Du Linwei simply didn't go outside, and went directly back to Si Qingli's single dormitory in the scientific research group of the Stranger.

"I said Prince Chrysanthemum, you are really virtuous, if you are a woman, I will definitely marry you."

As soon as he stepped into Si Qingli's single dormitory, Du Linwei, a reed chicken who usually lived in a house like a dog kennel, opened his mouth exaggeratedly and exclaimed.

Although the small room with 1 bedroom and 1 living room is not clean, it is also clean, and a small flower pot is placed on the balcony, and a mini pitcher plant is planted in the flower pot that is green and verdant, and it looks very spiritual.

"Thank you, but even if I become a woman, I will definitely not marry you as a playboy, so we can't do it, so don't think about it."

Si Qingli didn't raise his head and went back, lowered his head and took out a pair of spare slippers from the shoe cabinet, and threw them to Luhua Chicken Du Linwei without gentleness.

"You still have this leisure interest in raising flowers and grass on the balcony."

Automatically filtered Si Qingli's words just now, Luhua Chicken Du Linwei looked around curiously, and found that on the balcony, which was still bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the small pot of pitcher plants, which had just changed into slippers, walked over unconsciously, wanting to reach out and tease this pot of abnormal spirit pitcher plants.

"Be careful, it'......"

"Pain, pain, pain......"

looked at it angrily and funny, holding the mini pitcher plant that was still tightly bitten on his fingers and did not let go, and he jumped there in a hurry, and Du Linwei, the reed chicken who screamed loudly.

Si Qingli laughed out of a pig cry unkindly, and said, "Haha, call you to be scared, I haven't finished what I said just now, and you are in a hurry to do something."

What I was trying to say is, be careful, it bites.

Don't underestimate this miniature pitcher plant, it's not very good-tempered, don't provoke it if it's okay, it's an old grass that everyone in the team before, it's the cannibal vine that likes to eat zombies. ”

"This miniature pitcher plant is actually the man-eating vine that likes to eat zombies."

Lu Hua Chicken Du Linwei was surprised to hold his fingers that were still being bitten, and forgot to cry out in pain.

"Let him go, this guy is not as nutritious as the zombies outside, pure junk food, it's not good if you eat it, it's not good to have a stomach, ......"

Si Qingli put the wine bottle on the table, walked over and flicked the leaves of the miniature pitcher plant affectionately, and comforted him.

The mini pitcher plant obediently let go of his mouth, opened two rows of teeth as cold and shining as steel, and clicked a few times at the Luhua chicken Du Linwei's demonstration, and then turned his head and continued to seize the time to enjoy the last sunshine of the day.

"Okay, don't howl, my pitcher plant can be regarded as merciful to you, it seems that it still remembers you, and it didn't even bite your skin, if he was really ruthless, your finger would have already gone into its stomach, and it couldn't be picked up."

Since I entered this capital base, except for the soldiers who regularly go to the first defensive line of the capital base to help the soldiers of the assistants destroy the zombies attacking outside, I have not gone out to kill a zombie again, and my man-eating vine has never eaten enough.

I haven't been able to eat enough grass for a long time, this temper is not too good, I haven't gone out for three days, it's a tantrum with me, and it doesn't want to stay in my ability space, so I got it a small flower pot and planted it on this balcony, at least so that it can look at the scenery outside, and the mood will be better. ”

Si Qingli went to the kitchen and took out two clean cups, put them on the table, and poured two cups of burning knives full, the only two clean cups were still bought by Si Qingli in the trade area of Li Jiayuan before, and the price of this ordinary daily necessities is now as cheap as picking up on the ground.

Looking at the fingers that were already red and swollen and like carrots, Du Linwei, the reed chicken, wanted to cry without tears, stretched out his other hand, opened his big palm, and waved it in a bluff.

But as if to feel something, the miniature pitcher plant, which was enjoying the last of the day's sunshine, suddenly turned around and smiled, revealing two rows of sharp teeth that shone with a cold light.

The fingers that were swollen like carrots seemed to be aching faintly again, and Du Linwei, the reed chicken, laughed dryly, and withdrew his hand that was still parked in mid-air.

"What do you care about with a grass, whether you are ashamed or not, the key is that you just want to care, but the key is that you can't beat the pitcher plant, you don't accept it, and you can only hold back.

Come on, drink, we haven't sat together for a long time, and we've had a good drink. ”

Lao Tzu has a lot of them, and he doesn't care about a grass, hum......

Du Linwei, who couldn't win the pitcher plant and didn't want to be turned into fertilizer, could only drag himself with one hand, tired and swollen like carrot-like fingers, sat on the table resentfully, didn't look at it, picked up the glass full of wine on the table, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

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