Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Jiang Que didn't want to eat the cake, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned his wheelchair back.

Seeing that he was leaving, Yan Ci behind him really didn't intend to care about him. His aqua blue eyes flashed darkly, staring at Jiang Que's back as he turned his wheelchair away: "Hey, my name is Yan Ci. If you don't tell me, I will take it as your consent."

Jiang Que ignored him and let him be a fish in the pond.

Lu Ci's tail smelled a bit. Just when it was placed on Jiang Que's leg, the stench of the rotting fish wound hit Jiang Que's head directly. He turned his wheelchair back to the room to change clothes.

Because of the inconvenience of my legs, I move slowly.

After changing his clothes, Lu Ci sat in the sink. Feeling dry, he turned on the tap and poured water over himself.

This world is occupied by the ocean, and fresh water resources are scarce. All water used is processed in the space station and then transferred to land for ordinary people to use. One dollar for 500 ml. Jiang Que went to the room to change clothes, and Luan Ci drove the car for a while, and spent dozens of dollars.

Jiang Que, who had no money in his pocket, pinched his Ren Zhong.

Pointing at Luanci who was taking a shower in the sink, he said, "You, come down."

Lu Ci: “???”

why?

Do not understand.

Jiang Que's face was not looking good. Lu Ci thought of something, held the water pipe, and curled his lips: "You promised to support me? I know that you humans are hypocritical. If I hadn't been injured, you wouldn't even be qualified to see me."

Jiang Que had a cold face and commanded with a knife: "Turn off the water, come down."

Otherwise he wouldn't mind having fish as a snack tonight.

Jiang Que had a serious look on his face, and his hands holding the knife were clenched tightly, as if he really wanted to kill him.

Lu Ci was seriously injured and had little attack power. He obediently turned off the water and stabilized the human in front of him. He moved his body and tried to get up, but his hand slipped and he fell back. He looked at Jiang Que with some embarrassment and evasiveness.

"Um, can you give me a hand? I...my butt is stuck and I can't get up."

Jiang Que: “…”

silence.

Frown.

So you sat there for half a day not because it was convenient for taking a shower, but because the bowl was too small and your big fish butt was stuck?

Kind of funny.

I will endure.

Jiang Que, who wanted to laugh, thought about some sad things, looked at Luan Ci with a cold face and expressionless face: "You won't become smaller?"

The look in Luanci's eyes when he looked at the idiot: "I fell into the sewer when I became smaller? It stinks."

Jiang Que: "You don't smell that good now."

"..."

At the end of the conversation, Jiang Que didn't want to pull him out because he smelled bad and his legs were inconvenient.

The only way is to cover the sewer with a lid, and then he will turn into a small fish.

But Lu Ci was injured, and the basin was too small for him to reach under, so he needed Jiang Que's help to reach out and cover it.

Ruoci stayed in the sink the whole time, which not only affected his preparation for eating, but also made the food smelly.

Jiang Que rolled up his sleeves reluctantly, took the lid and closed it with all his breath.

He didn't know whether the lid was closed properly. After fiddling with it for a while, Lu Ci's ears turned red, and his brave and domineering tone softened a little: "You...just put the lid on it, don't touch me."

This human being has a lame leg and is not honest.

If it were in the past, he would have been slapped to death with his tail.

Jiang Que was speechless: "Then build it yourself."

And I'm touching you. I can't even tell where your butt is. A pile of tattered and ugly scales, even if they are placed on my bed, I will still feel indifferent.

It stinks so much, there's nothing to touch.

Jiang Que had a stern face, as if to say, "If you keep saying I won't build it anymore, you'll end up in the sewer and soak in the shit."

Ruoci became honest.

Let someone's hand be placed underneath and dig for a long time.

He didn't know where he touched, but Lu Ci's face was getting redder and redder. Just when Jiang Que thought he was about to explode, he closed the lid and pulled his hand back.

I washed my hands with hot water, and poured the cold water mixed with the man's body temperature onto my abdomen. I looked away, my breathing quickened.

Jiang Que pretended not to notice his abnormality, staring at the small protrusion on his tail with wide eyes: "Your wound... has changed!?"

Bang.

Before Jiang Que could finish his words, Lu Ci exploded back into a tattered little blue fish, lying sideways in the pool, breathing in the water that Jiang Que had just used to wash his hands.

Where Yan Ci couldn't see, Jiang Que wiped the water off his hands and raised his lips secretly.