MTL - After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant-Chapter 19 Do you want to trust her again?

  Chapter 19 Do you want to trust her again?

   Well, compared to the cold rainy season, she thinks Jiang Ci's side is quite good.

   Quietly moved towards Jiang Ci, Cen Qing saw that he hadn't spoken, and lowered his arm that was pinching the corner of his clothes.

   She couldn't bear to look down on what the original owner did to Jiang Ci.

   What's more, what about the parties involved?

   Forget it, let’s take our time.

   Just when Cen Qing was about to leave, his wrist was grabbed with an undeniable force.

  The warmth wrapped her palm, but the strength still caused her pain.

   "My sister always likes this, give me a slap and a sweet date."

   "But I can't refuse..."

   It was like this every time, breaking his hard-won hopes time and time again.

   Is the only way to imprison my sister so that she can only see herself, so that she will not abandon him again?

  A familiar and pleasant breath entered the tip of the nose, before Cen Qing could react.

  She fell into Jiang Ci's arms.

  The arms around her waist were tightened tightly, like a cub constantly looking for a sense of security.

   "My sister left me here, I'm very good, I didn't resist whatever they wanted to do to me..."

  Even if it was taking blood or injecting unknown medicine, he didn't resist at all.

  Just because she promised him—

  As long as he is obedient, she will take him out of here.

  When we met again, although he complained, he was still happy in his heart.

  My sister appeared and wanted to take him away.

   This time, can he try to trust her once.

  The young man tightly encircled her soft waist, the sound of hot and humid breathing intertwined with each other, and even the sound of the rain in his ears was somewhat ambiguous.

  Maybe it's out of dependence, or maybe it's a fascination with genes.

  At this moment, he just wanted to hold her in his arms to make up for the lack of this year.

   "I will never leave you again."

   Cen Qing finally relented, wrapped his arms around his strong waist, and patted his shoulder with his palm.

   Give her comfort alone.

  Since the task issued by the system is to take him away, then this promise is not a conflict.

   "My sister agreed...but don't change it."

   Otherwise, he really doesn't know what crazy things he will do.

   "It won't change again, tonight, I will take you out of here."

   Cen Qing promised, with an extraordinarily firm tone.

  As long as the task is completed, she should leave this illusion.

   Just don't know why, Cen Qing always feels that all this is not that simple.

   "By the way, there is a key in the doll you gave me. What is it used for?"

   She still has to ask about the key.

   "It was my sister who told me that when I meet you again, I will return the key to you."

  Jiang Ci frowned.

   Why hasn't it been a year, and my sister's memory has degraded like this?

  The sound of rain slapping on the umbrella surface, dripping down the umbrella ribs to the ground,

  The roses in the flower garden are moistened by the rain, and they are charming and charming.

  Cen Qing shouted several times but the system did not get a response, so he could only reluctantly reply,

   "There is such a thing..."

  It seems that not only Jiang Ci, but even the original owner has a lot of secrets.

  How did the original owner a year ago know that she would come back here again?

  Rolling with coldness, Cen Qing got a little fascinated by thinking about things, and couldn't help but sneezed.

   "Sister, it's time for us to go back. After dinner, I have to go back to the little black room."

   Seemingly thinking of something bad, Jiang Ci's face turned pale.

   "Little black room?"

   Cen Qing got the point.

   “Those people in white protective clothing have to give me injections every night and draw my blood.”

  But in order to be able to see his sister, he endured it all.

   Fortunately, my sister finally came to pick him up.

   "About what time?"

  Cen Qing pursed his lips, and cursed that the original owner was not a joke.

   Obviously, this mental hospital is actually a human laboratory.

  Using patients in a mental hospital for human experiments is really outrageous!

   "Not necessarily, there is no clock in my room, and Aji has no concept of time."

  Jiang Ci shook his head obediently, and his limp black hair was pressed tightly against his ear.

  The boy's eyes are pure, and the pupils are full of Cen Qing's reflection.

  Seeing that she was still worried, Jiang Ci naturally held her little finger and comforted her,

   "But it doesn't matter, Ah Ci will always protect my sister."

  At this moment, Cen Qing seemed to have seen the 'Jiang Ci' who died in the underground laboratory to protect her.

  Obviously he was afraid, but he still chose to stand in front of her without hesitation.

   Such Jiang Ci is hard for her to give up easily.

   Anyway, he won't hurt her, right?

  As if brainwashing himself, Cen Qing sighed softly, rubbed his head,

   "It's time to go back."

   This time, I will not let you die in front of me again...

  The young man smiled and nodded, the light in his eyes was brighter than the stars in the night sky.

  It would be great if my sister could always be so gentle...

  Holding up the hem of the skirt, Cen Qing stepped over the puddle, his movements were a bit large.

   But his body was not wet by the rain.

   On the other hand, Jiang Ci's side was half covered in the rain, but still moved the umbrella in the direction of Cen Qing.

   "Sister, remember to drink a bowl of **** soup when you go back to drive away the cold, otherwise you will catch a cold."

   Sending the person back to the ward, Jiang Ci reminded with a smile.

  The white shirt clings to his body, outlining the curve of his waist.

  Although Jiang Ci looks thin, the explosive power hidden under the muscles cannot be ignored.

   This Cen Qing can be considered to have experienced it personally.

   His waist was almost broken by him just now.

   "Got it, take care of yourself."

   Cen Qing meant something, but he still couldn't help feeling a little worried.

  She has too many things to consider, there is no main line, and even the system is gone.

   After Jiang Ci left, Cen Qing quickly changed the antique costume.

   It was still stained with a little blood, and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose.

   upset her.

  After taking a shower and changing into light clothes, Cen Qing was about to study the key.

  But I heard a knock on the door outside.

   Before Cen Qing could react, the door was pushed open from the outside.

  Song Youyou was holding a bowl of **** soup with a smile on her face.

   Walking in front of Cen Qing, he even bent over and saluted,

   "Dear Lord Earl, the **** soup you asked for is ready."

  Cen Qing: …

  The show is over.

   "Have you played enough?"

  Cen Qing didn't take the **** soup, went straight to the drawer and took out a hair dryer.

   She didn't react until she pressed the switch.

  How do you know where the hair dryer is?

   There is also a red nameplate lying quietly inside.

  Cen Qing put it in his pocket calmly.

   "Xiao Qingqing, don't be angry, I'll blow your hair for you."

   Song Youyou has always been the most enthusiastic about taking care of Xiao Qingqing.

   "I'll do it myself."

   Thinking of the still beating heart, Cen Qing couldn't help getting goosebumps when he looked at Song Youyou.

  Cen Qing dared not drink the **** soup she brought.

  What if something is added?

  (end of this chapter)