Pick up trash in dangerous games

In the blink of an eye, he jumped back from another world to his own.

It was still under the street lamp, and someone picked up the cigarette box that he casually discarded, and put it on the lid of the trash can.

At this time, the night was still completely falling.

Looking left and right, the red street lights have now turned green, pedestrians of all colors are walking on the zebra crossing, and the sound of cars honking is so unreal.

Especially when he was holding someone from another world by his hand.

His hands were a little cold, but gradually warmed up.

When Jian Mo found that he was still holding the other hand, he looked back in disbelief.

He saw Xiao Zang with a normal complexion, and the other party lost the bluish-white zombie skin and became more handsome.

"Small mourning?!"

I don't know if Xiaosang has returned to normal, Jian Mo couldn't help but make a sound to test.

"Daughter-in-law, hehe~" But Xiaosang grinned at him foolishly and smiled at him, even calling the word "daughter-in-law" very intimately.

As soon as these words came out, Jian Mo was so frightened that he quickly covered the opponent's lips. It seemed that the purification had just been completed, and the opponent's skin was still unusually warm.But Jian Mei didn't care too much when Xiaosang said that. In his eyes, the game world can do whatever he wants, but he still has many scruples in reality.

It's more that I don't want people to find out.

Seeing a trace of doubt flashing in Xiaosang's eyes with clear eyes, Jian Mo was stunned, and thought so too, Xiaosang's own world seems more open, and it is not the same as his restrained world, at least he Most countries here are against same-sex marriage.

There is a zombie who doesn't know much about the world around him, and his mind doesn't seem to be mature, which makes Jian ambiguous.

This is the first time he has used Didi Taxi's app, and he even used a coupon for newcomers before paying. Even so, he still felt heartache when faced with the amount he had already spent.

Back to his house, this house is not much bigger than Xiaosang's residence in the game world.

Jian Mo had a very simple communication with Xiaosang, so he found that Xiaosang's intelligence was probably in the kindergarten stage, and he couldn't figure it out. The system said that the interstellar space-time station can completely purify the zombie virus, but what does it look like? Does it look like it has been completely purified?

It feels like my brain hasn't been purified yet.

But what makes Jian Mo less painful is that Xiaosang somehow remembered his own name and could say some simple and not too complicated words.

It seems that communication is not a big problem.

Jian Mei had no home since he was a child. He lived in a dormitory building when he was in school, and he rented a house wherever he worked after graduation. Fortunately, he found a very good job with a high degree of education, and met a man who appreciated him. Leader, in just two years, he lived frugally, and all the money he saved was returned to the kind people who sponsored him to go to school when he was a child.

Just because he doesn't want to owe anyone anything.

The single room rented in the city center is quite good. In such a location, the single room also includes a kitchen and bathroom, and I met a kind and kind old landlord.

Thinking that in the game world and Xiaosang are also squeezed into the same bed, there is no room for making a bed, even if you want to make a bed, there is no room...

After coaxing Xiaosang to sleep at night, Jian Mo was also tired all day and couldn't hold on to fall asleep for a second.

One minute later, Xiaosang, who had already fallen asleep, quietly opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer innocent and ignorant.

More like a battle-hardened man.

He first quietly stared at Jian Mo who was sleeping soundly beside him for a while, and then began to look at the surrounding environment, as if wondering where it was.

These days, Jian Mei took Xiaosang to know her own world.

It should be said that it is a small funeral, the other party has a strong ability to accept, and quickly adapted to the rhythm of life here.

Jian Mo's clothes could not be worn by Xiaosang who is about 1.9 meters tall. Jian Mo hesitated for a long time before deciding to take her to buy clothes and daily necessities.

Although I don't know how long Xiaosang can stay with him, the ritual sense of life is still indispensable.

Sometimes Jian Mei would bring Xiaosang as a primary school student, and if he came across something delicious and fun, he would buy it if the economy allowed.

A few days passed, and the system that had been silent began to issue tasks.

The previous restrictions on forcibly binding because of punishment have also been lifted, so now Jianmei and the system are purely colleagues.

[Let me tell you, I passed the promotion test yesterday, and now I am an excellent senior system! 】

The system is like a child, speaking with cheers.

"Oh, great, great..."

Jian said lazily in an ambiguous tone, while teaching Xiaosang how to tie his shoelaces.

The reason is that there are no shoes with laces in the world of Xiaosang.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the system felt choked on dog food: [I shouldn't have come here...]

"Tell me, what do you want me to do today?"

Although Jian Mo was talking to the system, his eyes were always looking after Xiaosang.

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writer's words

I was fascinated by playing deep palace songs today, and it seems that the time is about to pass, so I have to work hard. I coded a thousand words, and I will fix it tomorrow