How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 240 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 5

Ji Zhaoan's joints were a little stiff, and he slowly pointed at the cooked meat. He was half zombie, half human, and had some thinking ability.

He can understand simple words, but he must be given some time to think. Now Ji Zhaoan has no memory and only wants to be with the person in front of him.

Being hungry doesn't feel good at all.

Song Wenjing chopped the cooked meat into pieces and fed Ji Zhaoan with a spoon.

Ye Jia wore a hat and a black mask, bent over and sneaked up the stairs. He had just received news that Song Wenjing was in this building.

Just in case, it would be better to come in person. When he arrived at the door and was about to knock, his cell phone rang unexpectedly.

He was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He immediately went to the third floor and opened his phone. Who on earth was this jerk? Calling him at any time?

"Hello..." Ye Jia saw that it was Xu Fengxing who called, and he didn't dare not answer.

A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Jia Jia, I'm going to your house to find you now."

"Ah? You want to come see me? I... I..." He wanted to say that he was not at home, but Xu Fengxing didn't give him time to speak.

Xu Fengxing frowned and interrupted unhappily: "You're not at home? Where are you going now? Are you going to look for someone named Song? Jiajia..."

"Have you forgotten what I told you? I love you, I'm not a fool! Jiajia... When I get to the Ye family, I hope you will wait for me in your room."

Ye Jia closed his eyes and said, "No, I'm just buying some things outside. I'll go home now." He leaned against the wall, his eyes full of helplessness.

He...cannot abandon Xu Fengxing again and start over again. This man ranks first in his heart, and no one loves him more than Xu Fengxing.

Song Wenjing must not know the magical use of the safety lock. It was only when he was accidentally injured in his previous life and his blood dripped onto the safety lock that he realized the magical use of the safety lock.

The safety lock emitted a subtle green light, and he instantly thought of the novel he had read, and immediately put it into practice. He only knew that he could put an unlimited amount of things into it, and he knew nothing else.

He hadn't seen how big the space was. If the safety lock was lost, he would have no space and would become an ordinary person. After all, the safety lock was the medium of space!

Ye Jia understood that this was his only weakness.

Xu Fengxing was jealous because of Song Wenjing's affairs, and Ye Jia couldn't help feeling proud and sweet in her heart.

Her face flushed slightly, revealing a shy expression.

"Okay, Jiajia, I knew you would be good! How could our three-year relationship be inferior to his?" Xu Feng said.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the door and finally stomped his feet, went downstairs and took a taxi back. When he got downstairs, he looked at the window.

I saw a person standing at the window looking at me. The person looked thin and didn't look like Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing saw Ji Zhaoan standing by the window looking out. He walked over, hugged him and said, "An'an, it's time for us to go to bed. Is there anything outside?"

He wanted to take a look, but Ji Zhaoan blocked him directly, obviously not wanting Song Wenjing to see it.

Song Wenjing raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I won't look. Let's go back to sleep now." Could it be that he saw the people outside and wanted to eat them?

This is not a good habit!

"Oh..." Ji Zhaoan followed him slowly. Fortunately, the person in front of him didn't notice anything.

He is a little proud!

In the morning, Song Wenjing gave Ji Zhaoan some fried dough sticks, but Ji Zhaoan didn't even look at them. He held the bowl with cartoons on it and looked at Song Wenjing pitifully.

Song Wenjing could only cook meat for him. The weather had been getting hotter recently, which seemed to be a sign of the coming danger.

At noon, Song Wenjing pushed the bowl of rice towards Ji Zhaoan. Ji Zhaoan looked at him and stretched out his little finger to push it towards Song Wenjing.

He turned his head to look at the cooked meat beside him, and then turned to look at Song Wenjing. Song Wenjing now confirmed that Ji Zhaoan only eats cooked meat and nothing else.

"Eat it. I don't know if it will help you gain some weight." Song Wenjing chopped the cooked meat, put a spoon in the bowl, and patiently taught Ji Zhaoan to eat it by himself.

If something unexpected happens and An An becomes stupid because of him and can't even feed herself, then he will be doomed.

Ji Zhaoan eats slowly by himself, but he still happily lowers his head and eats by himself. Is he being supported by someone?

That should be the case, otherwise he wouldn’t have given it to himself to eat.

Ji Zhaoan is Song Wenjing's little tail. Wherever Song Wenjing goes, he follows slowly behind him. Sometimes when he is tired of walking, he will sit on the sofa by himself.

"Let's go, I'll take you out for a walk." Song Wenjing put sunglasses on Man Youyou, looked at him carefully, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he pulled him out of the house.

He was worried about leaving Ji Zhaoan alone at home, so he had to bring him along.

Ji Zhaoan was holding a rabbit doll in his arms and his walking posture was a little stiff, but most people wouldn't notice.

Song Wenjing would buy dozens of meals, all of which were cooked and steaming hot. Then he would go to a place without surveillance and no one around and put the food into the space.

Ji Zhaoan's eyes lit up when he saw this, it was so magical.

Song Wenjing went to a slaughterhouse and made an appointment with the owner to buy five slaughtered pigs and sheep. He rented a warehouse in a relatively unpopular place for a month.

After it is done, have them deliver it there in the evening.

Although the boss had some doubts, he did not ask any more questions because he believed that customers are God.

This usually happens when there are some large-scale events.

Song Wenjing found a cheap piece of jade in an antique market. After returning home, he carved the jade into the shape of a peace lock.

He asked the system: "Qianchen, is there a way to make this jade have a small space? Then after a month, the space will slowly shrink until it disappears."

"Finally, the safety lock cracked and broke on its own."

[Ah! Yes, host, how big a small space do you want?] The system said it wanted to play with it, too. As a system, it also had these little gadgets.

Anyway, it’s not like I won’t take it back since I gave it to you.

"Hmm... 3 square meters, about the same size as a small bathroom. Calculating from now, in a month, this space will get smaller and smaller."

"After half a month, the space will disappear. During this half month, this small space can absorb supplies. If it absorbs too much supplies, the space will slowly shrink."

"But it has a time limit. No matter how much supplies there are in the space, it won't last more than a month. It's just like doubling the supply on a certain basis."

"The protagonist must like my gift very much, hehe..." Song Wenjing showed a villain's smile, and evil laughter came from the room.

Ji Zhaoan, who was sitting on the sofa, heard Song Wenjing's laughter coming from the bedroom. The laughter sounded a bit strange.

[Wow~ This feeling of gaining and then losing must be so much fun.]

The system threw a small object into the safety lock in Song Wenjing's hand. The safety lock emitted a green light and then dimmed.

[Host, it's OK. Just like the original plot, if the protagonist wants to put supplies, he must touch the safety lock and then touch the supplies before the supplies can be put in.]

"Qianchen, well done!" Song Wenjing praised without reservation.

[Hehehe.]

Song Wenjing opened the door and walked to Ji Zhaoan to compare them. They looked similar, but if you looked closely you could see some differences.

But that's not a problem, as long as there is space.

Ji Zhaoan held his safety lock carefully, staring at Song Wenjing with a fierce look. Could it be that this guy wanted to exchange the fake one in his hand with him?