Xi Jing went to put on the one just now, and Chu Zheng had already opened the door.

She is looking outside, as if observing the environment.

This place is a very old building. A corridor passes by and many residents live.

Xi Jing's room is close to the middle, and you have to walk some distance to go downstairs.

At this time, many people's doors were open, and some people came in and out, and they were busy.

With such a raw face as Chu Zheng, standing here naturally attracted the attention of some people.

But the people here are probably more concerned about what to eat tomorrow, so curiosity is curiosity, and no one is nosy.

"Cry and cry, you know how to cry, how to raise you such a hapless thing." In the next room, the man cursed while going out, carrying a box in his hand, like a repairman's toolbox.

The man cursed and left.

This is the one who was still scolding the child last night.

Xi Jing tidied his clothes, ran out, and locked the door: "I'm done."

"Ok."

Chu Zheng walked toward the stairs, Xi Jing followed her with his head hanging down.

When I walked to the house near the stairs, a head suddenly popped out: "Little shorty, stop."

Xi Jing's body was obviously stiff, and the hands holding his clothes tightened tightly.

A middle-aged man full of alcohol came out, sloppy, and he didn't know how long he had not taken care of him.

"Go, buy a bottle of wine for Lao Tzu back." The middle-aged man commanded Xi Jin.

Xi Jing whispered: "I have no money..."

The middle-aged man said with a rough voice: "I care if you have money, go quickly. What are you doing while standing?

Speaking of the middle-aged man raising his hand, he was about to hit the bench.

Xi Jing didn't mean to fight back, he just hid back instinctively, but the pain in his imagination did not come, instead the middle-aged man let out a scream.

The cry was particularly harsh, and everyone in the back rooms stretched out their heads to look.

The middle-aged man was pinched by a little girl's wrist, twisting his body downward in a strange posture.

The whole floor of this drunkard is disgusting, but the people who usually hang out with the drunkard are all inconsistent gangsters. They can't provoke them, so they usually walk around him.

Occasionally, the drunkard would slurp up some of their things, but it wouldn't be too much. Everyone passed it with tolerance, and it was better than being called by a gangster to make trouble.

Only the child who lives alone on this floor is often caught and bullied by alcoholics.

Everyone can't manage well by themselves. How can they have time to manage others? Everyone just looks around and then just do their own things if nothing else.

Unexpectedly, I would see such a scene today.

The little girl didn't look very big, she was slender and weak, and fell down when the wind blew.

But the pile of drunkard's fat meat didn't have the slightest ability to resist in front of this little girl.

Chu Zheng lifted his foot and kicked the drunkard's lower body, and the drunkard screamed again, clutching somewhere and falling to the ground, rolling on the floor in pain.

Chuzheng was getting annoyed. He went up and kicked again, pressed down, and threatened in a low voice: "Let me see you do something to him again, and I will kill you."

She didn't say this very much, and the drunkard howled so fiercely that Xi Jin who was standing at the back did not hear clearly.

The drunkard met Chu Zheng's cold eyes, and the coolness on his back seemed to suppress the heart-wrenching pain, and there was a wave of fear in his heart.

After Chuzheng kicks the person, I feel my soul has been sublimated and my body and mind are relaxed.

Chuzheng came out, pulled Xi Jing downstairs, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and slowly walked out, to the side of the drunkard, and looked into their heads.

"Who was that girl just now?"

"Don't know... the kid's relatives?"

"No, I haven't seen any relatives in him for so long."

-

Xi Jing was dragged downstairs by Chu Zheng, and the last few steps were not stabilized, and he staggered and hit Chu Zheng's back.

Xi Jing held his forehead and apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry..."

Chu Zheng stuck his throat in one breath and couldn't make it out even when he watched him like this.

"Where can I sell clothes?"

Xi Jing touched his forehead and whispered, "There is a mall not far in front."

Chu Zheng took him and left, and Xi Jing almost staggered again, but Chu Zheng was not as fast as before, so he could keep up.

After walking a few steps, Xi Jing realized that she was holding her hands.

The girl's hands were white and tender. At first glance, she hadn't worked, and her hands were well maintained.

Xi Jing's whole body froze.

she was……

Xi Jing thought about the roughness and wounds of his injury, and suddenly wanted to withdraw his hand.

However, Xi Jing didn't dare to struggle, and in the end he seemed to follow Chuzheng on the same hands and feet.

Fortunately, Chu Zheng didn't seem to pay much attention to him, and didn't pay much attention to him.

When the light was green, Xi Jing retrieved his own voice: "Are you okay?"

"never mind."

Xi Jing paused for a while, and then asked: "Why do you... why are you fainting on the road?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Suddenly remembering, he might have seen himself in embarrassment, is he going to kill him?

Finally, thinking that this should be her good person card, she resisted this urge, and after reciting the most important good person card several times, she said with a straight face: "accident."

"Oh……"

Xi Jing was clever and didn't ask any more questions.

-

The shopping malls mentioned by Xi Jing are a little different from the shopping malls mentioned by Chuzheng. This is a wholesale market at all.

Chuzheng went in first to buy two clothes for himself, but the money spent was not a little bit. It is really cheap to buy clothes here.

Chuzheng took Xi Jin into a men's clothing store: "Pick what you like."

Xi Jing pointed her finger in amazement, as if she couldn't believe it, Chu Zheng wanted him to pick clothes.

Chu Zheng nodded.

"I...no need...too expensive..." Xi Jing shook his head repeatedly.

"You..." Chu Zheng took a deep breath: "You saved me. This is a thank you gift, so hurry up."

"I just brought you back. I didn't do anything. No need..." Xi Jing still refused. He took a bit of effort when he brought her back. He didn't do anything at all afterwards.

Chuzheng let go of Xi Jing's hand, put it on his shoulder, and gently swept the person in his arms: "What color do you like?"

Suddenly, Xi Jing was held by someone, his face flushed first, and then he struggled.

Chu Zheng pressed his shoulder and stared at him: "Don't move, you don't want to make trouble here too ugly, do you?"

Xi Jing: "..."

He looked around, and as expected, someone was looking here, the blush on his face became more obvious, and his heartbeat was all ‘bump bang’.

"What color do you like?" Chu Zheng asked again.

Xi Jing pursed his lips and shook his head.

Chuzheng didn't ask any more, and directly pointed to two sets of clothes, and asked the store to bring the number he was wearing.

"You try it yourself, or should I help you?"

Xi Jing: "..."

Xi Jing was forced to make his eyes a little red. When Chu Zheng was pulling him to start, Xi Jing grabbed his clothes and went to the curtain next to him.

Chuzheng watched the curtain fall and raised his eyebrows slightly, making him feel better.