Quickly wear the host, she is beautiful and sweet

Chapter 597 Doomsday Coddle (12)

Chu Wu: "..."

The man's tone was not a question, but an ordinary question, but with his face, it made people feel that he had wronged the other party, and Chu Wu suddenly felt a headache.

She rubbed her head: "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

Song Duanyan: "Dirty."

Chu Wu looked around.

This is a small house of [-] to [-] square meters. When the zombies came, there was no one in the house, and the doors and windows were closed tightly, so it was not invaded by the zombies.

The house is neatly arranged and cleaned, and it can be seen that the original owner is quite an elegant person.

Nothing to do with "dirty".

"It's not dirty." Chu Wu quickly thought, "Did you mean dust? This is the case of a house that no one lives in for a month, just clean it."

Song Duanyan took the clothes and didn't change them, just staring at Chu Wu.

"You give me the house that someone else lived in."

Chu Wu was stunned for a moment, "This is a university town, and people have lived here..." Chu Wu suddenly realized something, "Do you have a cleanliness?"

The man nodded slowly.

Chu Wu: "..."

"Then you... want to clean it yourself?" Doesn't it mean that generally cleanliness patients have to clean until they feel clean psychologically before they stop?

Song Duanyan's amber eyes reflected her figure: "Tell me, support me."

Chu Wu: "..."

Very good, this cleanliness is still embarrassing others! !

"I asked someone in the team who is good at cleaning to come and clean it up for you, so I have to tidy it up, right?"

However, this time the proposal was rejected again, Song Duanyan said: "I can only accept you."

Chu Wu: "..."

This kind of words may make people blush and heartbeat in other occasions, but at this moment, under the circumstances, they can't feel the slightest bit of sweetness, just feel like the whispers of the devil!

"I'm really honored that you were spotted by you."

Song Duanyan blinked, brushing down a large piece of thick eyelashes like crow's feathers, long and curly, as if one had touched the tip of a person's heart, with his snow-white face, graceful and slender neck, it was more like a precious and fragile piece of clothing. Excellent works of art need to be treasured carefully.

Chu Wu collapsed on the back of the chair, and spread her hands towards this beautiful man:

"But I don't know how to do it either. The water pipes and the power grid have been destroyed by zombies. The building is cut off from water and electricity. I just want to but I can't do it."

Song Duanyan reminded: "You are a water-type supernatural being."

Chu Wu: "..."

The devil is the devil.

"Well, even if I can produce water by myself, I can only mop the floor at most. The sheets and clothes are still wet after washing. You can't use them. Why don't you just sleep on the floor tonight?"

This time, Song Duanyan looked at Chu Wu a little differently, as if... looking at an idiot.

"Water has three states."

"Ok?"

"Solid, liquid, and gas." Song Duanyan said, "Since you have thought of turning water into ice by condensing it, you should also think of heating it continuously until it evaporates."

Chu Wu was lazy at first, and she was chatting with the little man she raised. After being stunned for a while, she sat up straight and looked at her seriously.

Utilizing water into ice is a method of utilizing water spirit roots that has been developed by the cultivation world. After traveling to this world, Chu Wu naturally used it.

As for turning water into gas, she hadn't thought of it at all.

According to Song Duanyan's train of thought...

When water reaches the boiling point and evaporates, the temperature of gas is higher than that of ordinary fire. If it can be used in this way, will it open a new chapter in the world of self-cultivation?

While Chu Wu was thinking, a ball of water gathered in the palm of her hand, suspended in the air, and the water kept changing into various shapes according to her mind, and finally stretched and condensed by her into the shape of an ice pick pricking a ball, and it all melted in the next second Turning into water, she is still heating up, the water is gradually boiling and steaming, and finally reaches the extreme, turning into gas and dispersing in the air.

The whole process took several 10 minutes, Song Duanyan watched quietly from the side all the time, and waited until she was completely successful before asking:

"Approximately how much water do you produce each day?"

"The third-order ability is about half a cubic meter." Chu Wu replied, in the memory of the original body, this water should be used sparingly every day.

"So few..."

Chu Wu: "..."

The other party just woke her up, she endured it.

Song Duanyan said again: "Your own water turned into liquid and scattered in the air, can you still get it back now?"

Chu Wu felt it for a while: "No, it's too loose. My supernatural water has already fused with countless water vapor molecules in the air, and it's hard to peel off."

"So the ability user can only use the water with his own mark? It's really inconvenient. It seems that this ability is worse than I imagined..."

Chu Wu: "..."

She played with liquefied gas a few more times, and then tried to get back her supernatural water. From the beginning, she only got back a little bit, and then she was able to get back more than half of it, gradually becoming more and more proficient.

"Okay." Song Duanyan stopped her, "You should help me clean now."

Chu Wu: "...you are still not polite at all."

Song Duanyan tilted his head, looked at Chu Wu, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a nearly perfect smile: "You said you wanted to raise me."

【Ah, the path I chose, I have to walk it on my knees. 】

Chu Wu also sighed: "It's really hard to raise a man~"

[Host, I think we should change another one, and in the last days we will be matched with supernatural powers or zombie kings!But you found a little boy and came back, really tired. 】

Chu Wu didn't reply immediately, she stared at the man standing in front of her.

"but……"

system:【? 】

"But he's good-looking."

【…】

Oh, since the ancient Yan dog is incurable. -

Under Song Duanyan's suggestion, Chu Wu controlled the familiar ability to clean up this small room, from being uncontrollable at the beginning to gradually proficient in the latter.

Her control over her powers is also constantly improving.

Chu Wu lifted the sheets and quilts, and was about to wash them, and try the drying effect of the supernatural power again, when Song Duanyan stopped her.

"Wait a moment."

She turned her head, and then saw the man reached out and caressed the button on the collar of her shirt, Ruyu's fingertips gently peeled off——

The buttons were unbuttoned, and the neckline was half open, revealing a thin and delicate collarbone.

It complements the snow-white swan neck and graceful jawline, and further up is the gorgeous red lips, which are slightly parted. If you want to say nothing, you will suddenly have an extreme beauty of pure harmony.

"What... are you going to do?" Chu Wu was stunned and asked.

The man didn't answer, and at the same time, he kept stroking the button down with his hands.

The neatly trimmed and beautiful fingertips flicked one by one, and the buttons were undone one by one, exposing more and more white skin until the shirt was completely open.

And he grabbed the two sides and fell outwards. The movement was not slow, but because all the gazes and spiritual power of the appreciator were gathered in it, it seemed extraordinarily long and anxious, and even his throat began to itch.

Like a butterfly metamorphosed from a cocoon, it spreads its wings the moment it touches the light, and with its wings spread, it is bound to reveal its most colorful and beautiful demeanor!

　good night.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)