Patient No. 1 in the juvenile version of Chapter 13

  The three people over there were arguing fiercely, blushing and thick-necked, but they didn't argue in the end.

  Yes, they all live in different mythological systems, so how could it be possible to explain clearly.

  Cen Qing took the dinner plate and turned around but couldn't find Jiang Ci.

   Could it be that he left after eating?

   There was a rumbling sound from his stomach, Cen Qing looked at his sumptuous lunch, and decided to fill his stomach first.

   One thing to say, the food in the mental hospital is quite delicious.

  Just as Cen Qing was feasting, a melodious young voice fell on her ears,

   "Sister, can I sit here?"

  The boy was holding a rabbit doll in his arms. His left eye seemed to be injured, and he wrapped it with a piece of gauze.

  The black hair lay limply against his ear, looking very cute.

"Of course!"

  Cen Qing hastily moved the dinner plate towards him, making room for the boy.

   Finally, she wants someone to eat with her, but she must have a better attitude.

  But why did she look more and more like Jiang Ci at the young man in front of her?

   It's just that Jiang Ci in front of him is about sixteen or seventeen years old, full of youthful innocence.

  Cen Qing stopped eating, and his eyes fell on his golden nameplate—

  Patient No. 1, Jiang Ci.

   Sure enough, it was him.

  But isn’t Subject 118 the adult Jiang Ci?

   Before Cen Qing could think about this question, the boy in front of him tilted his head and looked at her with a smile on his face.

   "My sister doesn't like to eat tomatoes? If you don't like them, you can give them to Ah Ci."

  Jiang Ci pointed at her untouched scrambled egg with tomato and blinked.

   Ah this...

  Although Cen Qing admits that the juvenile version of Jiang Ci is very lethal to her, but it involves eating...

   That definitely won't work!

   "Who says I don't like what I like to eat."

  Cen Qing put a large piece of tomato into his mouth and chewed it.

  In an instant, the sour juice burst on the tip of her tongue.

   Cen Qing frowned tightly, such a sour tomato made tears flow out of her eyes.

   "Sister... don't cry, it won't look good if you cry."

  Jiang Ci still maintained a smile on his face, but that black eye was full of indifference.

   As if playing a prank, silently appreciating Cen Qing's embarrassment.

   "My sister never said a word to me before, and she would not eat this kind of **** food..."

  The boy seemed to be remembering something, his voice was low and confusing.

  It's just the indifference and disgust in the eyes that don't even bother to pretend.

  【Drip, congratulations on completing the side mission】

  【Drip, please keep the host design】

  The system sent two messages in succession, which brought Cen Qing back to his senses.

   Spat out the sour tomato in his mouth, Cen Qing folded his arms on his chest and leaned back on the chair.

  It looks like a big guy sitting.

   just looked at him quietly.

  But Jiang Ci didn't pay attention to her bravado, and ate alone.

   From time to time, he used his own chopsticks to pick up the tomatoes on Cen Qing's dinner plate.

  Cen Qing: …

  Moving her tomatoes is fine, but nothing else!

  The tomato red juice soaked the reddish lips of the young man, coupled with his delicate face, it was extremely alluring.

   "Well, the taste is not bad, if it is real blood, it will be even better."

   Cen Qing stared at his chewing movements, and inexplicably got goosebumps on his arms.

  Watching him eat, with that look in his eyes, Cen Qing always felt that the tomato eaten by him was her own.

【Help! I can't stand it anymore! 】

   Obviously, she can't frighten Jiang Ci at all now.

  【You are his creator, host, show your aura! 】

  The system finally recovered some energy, and used it to comfort the host.

   "At such a young age, drinking raw blood will cause you to get sick!"

  Cen Qing straightened his back and showed the greatest courage in his life to go up to the lane.

   "The raw blood...is all fed to me by my sister."

  Jiang Ci smiled brightly, and even licked the juice stained on the corner of his mouth, looking happy.

   seems to be reminiscing about something.

  Cen Qing:! !

  The original owner is so perverted, and he still feeds him raw blood?

   Is this the rhythm of cultivating him into a vampire?

   "I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

   Cen Qing directly denied three consecutive times, but in an instant a sharp pain came from his mind.

【warn! Please the host don't collapse the human design]

  Cen Qing: …

   "Okay, I did it, what? You hit me!"

  Cen Qing smashed the jar, she really couldn't bear the severe pain.

   It was as painful as pulling her soul out of her head!

   "How can I be willing to beat my sister, my sister is my only support here."

  The boy stood up and walked towards Cen Qing against the light, like a delicate boy who came out of a cartoon.

   It would be even more perfect if he could ignore the icy coldness in his eyes.

  Jiang Ci put his arms on the dining table, leaned down slightly, and blocked all the light.

   "Sister, do you want to **** blood? It's delicious."

   Lifting up the sleeves of the hospital gown, the skin is covered with dense pinholes.

  Jiang Ci put his arm to Cen Qing's lips, and continued to play his innocent character.

  That black eye was crisp and full of mist.

   It was as if Cen Qing would cry if he didn't take a sip of his blood.

  Looking down at those pinholes, Cen Qing swallowed.

   Actually being with a mental patient is pretty good, isn’t it better than being with a crazy critic?

  Let her drink his blood in broad daylight, even a mental illness can't do such a thing!

   "If you don't want to drink, take it away!"

   Cen Qing tilted his head and frowned fiercely.

  The chin was gently held in the cold palm, which made Cen Qing squeak.

   "Sure enough, this is the sister I know."

   Jiang Ci stroked her delicate chin with his fingertips, and threw the rabbit doll in his arms into Cen Qing's arms.

   "Lunch time is over, sister remember to return it to me before going to bed at night."

   Originally, Cen Qing didn't want this doll.

  But when he thought that this crazy critic didn't play cards according to the normal routine, he followed his mind.

   As soon as the voice fell, the bell in the cafeteria rang.

  Song Youyou suddenly appeared in her line of sight, glanced at her dinner plate, and said worriedly,

   "Ah, why did Xiao Qingqing eat so little today?"

   “Well, I haven’t…”

   finished eating.

   Cen Qing was interrupted by Song Youyou before he finished speaking,

   "It's okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat, anyway, there are special desserts in the afternoon."

   She won't be sleepy when it comes to dessert!

   Cen Qing nodded, and when he turned around, he realized that Jiang Ci had long since disappeared.

   "Xiao Qingqing, it's time for us to go back and take a nap."

  Song Youyou arranges her time in such a meticulous manner that it is suffocating to do it herself.

  Passing through the long corridor, Cen Qing saw Lu Zhiyao, and her face seemed even paler.

  But there was Song Youyou beside Cen Qing, so he didn't go up to say hello.

  (end of this chapter)