Chapter 12 Will You Kill Chickens?
Shi Luo's heart suddenly felt like he was stabbed by a needle. Wei Congxi is only 20 years old this year. In modern times, he is in college and should have a good life, but now...
Shi Luo looked at Wei Congxi, who was ragged and haggard, looked gray with a look of shame, looking alert and sensitive, and suddenly felt distressed.
Wei Congxi just wanted to force her to make a big fuss and show her fucking, but she didn't expect Shi Luo to look at him with such a look.
Shi Luo's eyes were pure, with a little pity, as if he had seen through his tricks at first glance, and with a little distress.
Wei Congxi felt very uncomfortable. He didn't like this feeling, let alone anyone pity him. Wei Congxi's eyes became colder and colder. He looked back at Shi Luo gloomy and faced Shi Luo with his whole body.
This behavior is really similar to Shi Luo after his mother passed away in his previous life.
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"Wei Congxi, can you kill chickens?"
Shi Luo suddenly spoke.
Wei Congxi was stunned.
"What did you say?" He thought he had heard it wrong.
Shi Luo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him: "Didn't I buy two chickens yesterday? Is it okay for us to stew chicken today?"
Wei Congxi didn't know what tricks she was going to play, but he just stared at her in a daze. His black eyes were like a dark and dark lake water, making people unable to see the emotions inside.
Shi Luo came over and said, "I will carry you out first and bask in the sun to replenish calcium!"
Wei Congxi didn't say anything.
He didn't ask what was "Gues?"
She walked over and patted her back proudly: "Come on!"
Of course, Wei Congxi didn't want a woman to carry her back. He lowered his head and snorted coldly: "I can go out by myself!"
"How to get out?"
Shi Luo looked at him and said loudly, "Wei Congxi, you are not handsome at all when you lie down!"
Wei Congxi narrowed his eyes and looked at her with extreme displeasure.
Shi Luo felt like bullying a child.
She said softly: "Go out to bask in the sun, you killed the chicken for me, I'm almost starving to death. Don't you want to eat?"
As soon as Shi Luo finished speaking, Wei Congxi called out his stomach. He raised his head and glared at Shi Luo who was holding his smile. Finally, he crawled on her back like revenge.
The weight suddenly came, and the pressure was so heavy that Shi Luo staggered.
"Wei Congxi, I've been hungry for three years, why are you still so heavy?"
Wei Congxi didn't say anything. He smelled the faint body fragrance on her body, and his heart felt like someone was scratched with a feather, itchy and had an indescribable emotion.
It was difficult to carry him out and put him on a rattan chair.
Shi Luo breathed a sigh of relief. This was not a big deal. He had to make a wheelchair as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Wei Congxi again.
"By the way, it's been a day. Do you want to go to the cottage?"
Wei Congxi sat down. Before he calmed down the feeling just now, he suddenly heard her say something, and his ears turned red immediately, but his face was still gloomy and he said viciously: "Don't worry about it!"
"I'm worried that you're so suffocating!"
Shi Luo felt kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.
"I'm very good!" Wei Congxi said coldly.
Shi Luo glanced at his mouth, walked to the basket, and grabbed a rooster out.
The chicken is not big, but it looks sharp, has a sharp mouth, and the red and black feathers are mixed together, which is very beautiful. When Shi Luo is grabbed, the rooster feels uncomfortable and flaps its wings desperately.
Shi Luo took the chicken over and said, "How to kill it?"
She likes cooking and eating chicken, but she has never killed chicken.
Wei Congxi didn't make any more trouble, probably thinking that if he continued to make any trouble, he would really starve to death.
"Go to the kitchen and bring the kitchen knife!" He said that, and he reached out and grabbed the chicken's wings.
Shi Luo took out the kitchen knife and handed it to Wei Congxi.
Wei Congxi moved himself, got off the chair, and sat on the ground: "Get another basin!"
"good!"
Shi Luo quickly took a broken basin and handed it to Wei Congxi. After she ran to the house to hide. She was afraid of killing chickens, and of course she didn't dare to watch such a bloody scene.
But people were curious, and Shi Luo was no exception. She lay on the door and looked out through the crack of the door. She saw Wei Congxi holding the chicken in his left hand and the knife in his right hand. After a while, he was silent. He raised the knife and fell down. After one slash, the rooster died before he could even scream.
After Shi Luo came out, he saw him holding a knife in one hand, staring at the head of the dead chicken on the ground, motionless, with a gloomy face, and even a bit of bloodthirsty madness.
Shi Luo was stunned.
She deeply realized that Wei Congxi's mentality had gone a little off.
"Wei Congxi!" she called out.
Chapter completed!