In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 8

But this little sound was covered by Zhang Zhihao opening the door.

Zhang Zhihao lived on the first floor.

Wearing the same pajamas as Duan Zhen, he came out barefoot and stared at Duan Zhen and Lu Shiming gloomyly.

Duan Zhen stood up in a panic, the smile on her face looked a little reluctant, and she found a crappy excuse, “I think Lu Shiming’s necklace is very good-looking. I want to borrow it to see it.”

Zhang Zhihao walked in front of Lu Shiming and said with a strong tone, “Since Duan Zhen likes it, then let her see it.”

Half of Lu Shiming’s face was hidden in the darkness. Su Ruan couldn’t clearly see his expression, and could only stretch her neck, with her head hanging outside the railing.

“This is my mother’s relic.”

“I will just look at it. It’s not like I won’t return it.”

The living room fell silent.

The real version of the cannon fodder death scene unfolded in front of her, Su Ruan was thrilled and excited.

“Okay,” the man’s voice was cold and foggy, like the green mountains wrapped in the sunlight after the rain in winter, cold and far.

The delicate necklace on the neck was removed and placed in Duan Zhen’s hands.

Lu Shiming turned around and walked upstairs.

Su Ruan tried hard to get her head back.

Hey, no, he shouldn’t be dumb right?

“Ruan?”

‘If I say I sleepwalk, would you believe it?’

“What happened?”

‘Well, you won’t believe it.’

Su Ruan showed a deep expression, “I wanted to see the scenery.”

Lu Shiming squatted down, put his hand on Su Ruan’s neck, and pressed it. Her head was in between the railings

Su Ruan’s instinct rose.

She was trembling in fear.

If she closed her eyes and didn’t open them, would the danger disappear?

Thinking like this, she closed her eyes silently and shrank her neck inward.

‘Come, don’t pity me because I am a dodder flower!’

Lu Shiming looked down at the little thing, and his original dark ink eyes suddenly got deep.

It was like an abyss whose end couldn’t be seen, whirling and smashing everything.

Nothing had changed.

Except…her.

“Don’t move, I’ll help you,” the man appeared gentle, but his movements were not so gentle.

He pressed Su Ruan’s head down and pulled back.

With a bang, Su Ruan was stuck.

‘Your mother…’

Looking at Su Ruan, who was softly stuck by the railing, Lu Shiming slowly stopped.

Really, very weak.

…

Lu Shiming’s necklace had space.

In his previous life, Zhang Zhihao got Lu Shiming’s necklace, which he didn’t cherish.

He trampled it and was sliced by it.

The necklace was stained with blood, and Zhang Zhihao became the master of the space.

With space and earth ability, Zhang Zhihao became the leader of a survival base by virtue of these two points.

It was really beautiful for a while.

But in this life, he had no such good luck.

Because the necklace was long lost.

His mother’s relics were now in his space.

“Necklace, oh, necklace!”

Of course Zhang Zhihao wouldn’t believe Duan Zhen’s words.

He had long known that Duan Zhen liked Lu Shiming.

From the first time he saw Duan Zhen looking at Lu Shiming’s eyes, he knew that Lu Shiming had to take away everything he had!

Zhang Zhihao threw the necklace on the ground and stepped hard on it.

He didn’t wear slippers, the necklace was crushed by him, but sharp fragments pierced his feet.

“Come!”

Zhang Zhihao stared fiercely at the woman who was curled up in the corner of the room with a swollen nose and blue face.

Duan Zhen choked, crawled on her knees to the wounded Zhang Zhihao.

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