In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"How about doubling the usual supply of poisonous insects?" Chen Meijia looked at the indifferent look of Manggu Zhuha and gritted her teeth and ruthlessly doubled the poisonous insects she usually dug everywhere. Fortunately, with the help of the system mechanism, she could dig directly as long as she prepared the insect net. Otherwise, if Chen Meijia had to dig with her bare hands, she might as well make the Manggu Zhuha into frog porridge.

"Double it." Manggu Zhuha's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Okay, double it." Chen Meijia agreed with gritted teeth.

"How much would it be if we double it?" asked the lightning marten curiously.

"Uh, one seven equals seven, two sevens equals forty-eight, March 8th Women's Day, May 1st Labor Day, Children's Day..." Chen Meijia counted hesitantly on her fingers. Manggu Zhuha and Lightning Marten were both speechless.

"Never mind, little guy, you can hear what I say, right?" Chen Meijia looked at the wine jug with stars in her eyes.

"Woo woo, can you understand what I say too?" The ice silkworm in the wine pot asked cautiously. You know, after coming down from the familiar place of Kunlun Mountain, it was hot and scared. It was somewhat comforting to have someone who could understand what it said.

"Yes." Chen Meijia nodded with a smile.

"Ah, you can understand what I say, and you want to eat me, ahhh." The ice silkworm felt wronged and started crying again.

"No, no, no, we don't want to eat you." Chen Meijia shouted anxiously, waving her hands to indicate that she had no such idea at all.

"Really?" Bingcan stopped crying and asked cautiously.

"Yeah, do you want to come with us? We will give you lots of delicious food." Chen Meijia tried to lure the ice silkworm with food. Although the ice silkworm is a bug, the tone couldn't be that ugly, and it was still very simple, unlike those two guys, one was ugly and the other was arrogant.

Chen Meijia's inner monologue wall opened a small classroom: "This kind of behavior of kidnapping children is prohibited. Adults, please don't be fooled, and children, please don't learn from it."

"Really? Will there be anything delicious? Then can I have a small request?" Bingcan asked cautiously.

"Of course." Chen Meijia answered without hesitation.

"Then can I go back to my original cool place? It's so hot here." Bingcan asked expectantly.

"Um, this..." Chen Meijia didn't know how to answer. If she told Bingcan that she wanted her body, would she be cheap?

"Woo woo, you really are lying to me." The ice silkworm started crying again. It turned out that humans are all good and bad.

"No, it's like this. Your original place is very far away. We may, probably, probably, cannot go back for the moment." Chen Meijia chose her words carefully, hoping that Bingcan would not doubt it.

"Wow, I can't go back." Bingcan broke down and cried when he heard this answer. He was indeed very naive.

"Hey, don't cry. This is the best you can do. I can find you a cool place." Chen Meijia anxiously gave her own plan. This was the best she could do.

"Really?" Bingcan asked happily. It was better than staying here. Although Bingcan was simple, it was not stupid. The monk treated it very badly, but Chen Meijia treated it much better.

"Really." Chen Meijia nodded helplessly. Chen Meijia felt like she was coaxing a child.

"You can take the ice back now, right?" Chen Meijia asked carefully. She didn't dare to feel the power of this ice.

"Okay." After the ice silkworm agreed, the temperature rose again, and the frost that originally covered the ground instantly turned into mist.

Chen Meijia also successfully picked up the wine flask and opened it. Seeing the crystal clear ice silkworms like jade, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "How cute."

"Tsk, you used to say I was cute, but now I'm the cutest. It's true that the new generation is better than the old." The lightning marten was very dissatisfied and spoke in a sour tone.

"Wasn't your previous style of painting fantasy? How come it became miserable?" Chen Meijia looked at the lightning marten in confusion. Can this setting be changed casually?

"Why do you care about me? Why don't you run away?" After saying that, the Lightning Marten took the lead and ran away. The Manggu Zhuha had also disappeared long ago. Only Chen Meijia was left standing there stupidly with a wine jug in her arms.

"Wait for me." Chen Meijia hurriedly followed. This was Shaolin Temple, full of masters. Now that the goal had been achieved, it was time to slip away.

But the Shaolin Temple covers such a large area that Chen Meijia, fearing that she would be exposed, walked cautiously along a small path that was not easily discovered. Whenever she saw a bald man, she would take a detour. After taking so many detours, she finally got lost.

"Where exactly is this place?" Chen Meijia looked around at the environment that seemed familiar yet a little strange. She had no idea where she was.

But at this moment, Chen Meijia heard a noisy sound. Chen Meijia, who couldn't get lost, had to walk quietly in the direction of the sound. Soon Chen Meijia found a strange hillside. Chen Meijia climbed up the hill and looked down from above, and was immediately shocked.

There was actually a football field at the foot of the hill, and she actually saw several monks playing football there.

"Shaolin Soccer?" Chen Meijia was so shocked that she couldn't help but complain.

"Powerful Vajra Leg."*2

The two monks simultaneously used their powerful Vajra Kicks to kick the football, and the football exploded instantly.

"Are you kidding me?" "You guys again." "Be gentle or you'll die."

Both teams couldn't help but blame their own forwards at the same time, wondering why it was so difficult to play football peacefully.

"Don't worry, everyone. I will not disturb your interest. This time, I specially arranged a new football, which will definitely not be broken." One of the forwards who used the powerful Vajra Kick apologized to the monks around him, while the other forward kept bowing and asking for forgiveness.

"Pass the ball." The forward shouted loudly towards the corner.

"Is it an iron ball? Or a golden ball?" Chen Meijia was still wondering what kind of ball could withstand the tossing of the Shaolin masters on both sides, but when she saw the so-called football, she was shocked. Chen Meijia's face was full of disbelief.

"Lu Ziqiao?"

Lu Ziqiao was seen wearing a black and white striped monk's robe and was brought up by two monks with his hands and feet tied up. His hands and feet were handcuffed behind his back, and his feet were hanging next to his head. Overall, he looked no different from a large football.

"Hey, why did you drag me up here?" Lu Ziqiao shouted dissatisfiedly. In the middle of the night, a group of smelly men broke into his house without rest. He almost thought that his innocence was at stake. As a result, they tied him up and brought him here.

"Isn't it obvious yet?" The leading monk waved his hand to indicate the surrounding court, and then waved his hand to indicate Lu Ziqiao's current outfit.