Because he wanted to give Gu Ruojiao a medicinal bath, Sang Qimo stayed in this town for three days.

The medicinal bath required three times a day and cost a lot of money each time. Sang Qimo really felt that he had made a loss-making deal.

And Xiao Jiangsi, who had taken a medicinal bath, was no longer the same as before, unable to speak clearly and even walking unsteadily.

She is now so neat that she doesn't even need Sang Qimo to put on her clothes.

Sang Qimo felt vaguely unhappy about something, but he couldn't tell where it was.

And after being able to speak, little Jiangsi became chatty, not only clingy, but also noisy.

"Amo~" She lay down beside the tub, "What about me, why am I not here today?"

She was unhappy because Sang Qimo stopped carving wood today and instead played with his puppets.

"Because you are too noisy."

He has been alone since he was very young.

Even after killing the man and escaping, he was still alone.

The only person accompanying him is a puppet who can't speak.

He has long been accustomed to being alone.

So he never thought that one day, he would be so noisy around him.

Originally he thought he would be very annoying, but it didn't seem like that.

Sang Qimo was lost in thought until a pair of white lotus-rooted arms stretched out.

He held it reflexively and felt a cold, slippery hand.

Fragmented pictures suddenly flashed through Sang Qimo's mind.

But not really, I just vaguely felt that I had been entangled by such a pair of arms.

Then, he remembered that time she was still dazed in sleep and she still held his neck like this and refused to let go.

His eyes fell on her arms.

There were still water drops hanging on it, and they hit his robe with a tick.

While she was lost in thought, she heard a soft voice: "Amo, can you come out? I've been soaking for a long time."

Sang Qimo came back to his senses.

But he did not let go of her hand, but asked: "Do you know who was chasing you that day?"

"I know! He's a bad guy!" Xiao Jiangsi was very angry and scared. "He beat me with a strange whip and even nailed me!"

Sang Qimo immediately turned around: "Has it been nailed?"

"No."

Because there was a piece of dead silk running away in the front yard at that time, Wu Jingying could only put it aside for the time being and put the original body back into the coffin.

But Sang Qimo was worried, worried that this little Jiangsi had been confused for too long.

He put two fingers between her eyebrows and put down his hand after confirming that she was not marked by that person.

But Xiao Jiangsi quickly grabbed his hand, put it next to her cheek, and looked at him with a look of dependence and trust.

"But you are a good person and I like you."

The word "good guy" was a bit too hot for Sang Qimo.

He admits that he is not a good person, and taking her in is not without purpose.

There is no difference between him and the zombie who wants to make her obedient.

But that sentence likes...

His throat became tight and he pulled his hand back: "Do you still remember your name?"

Gu Ruojiao shook her head: "I don't remember."

She answered quickly and felt quite proud.

Sang Qimo glanced at her.

"Then let's call you Jiaojiao."

This little ginger is so delicate and picky about food. This name suits her perfectly!

Little Jiangsi didn't know about the slander in his heart. When he heard him give her a name, her eyes immediately turned into a crescent-shaped smile.

But this joy did not last long.

Although it is already autumn, the sun is very bright today.

Little Jiangsi just stepped out with one foot, and then retracted it the next second.

She hid behind the door, hitting her forehead on the door panel, refusing to go out.

He stretched out his finger towards Sang Qimo through the door and pointed at the big sun on the horizon.

"hot."

Sang Qimo: "..."
Chapter completed!