Chapter 305 Breeding and Food 31

But being able to fight here for seventeen days, Father Fu is indeed the strongest!

Fu An'an looked at Fu Yizhi, "Brother Fu..."

Fu Yizhi had already put the rest of the roast duck aside and closed his eyes slightly.

He must be very tired.

Seeing him, Fu An'an shut her mouth, carefully pulled up a corner of the curtain and gently closed it for him.

Without disturbing his rest, Fu Anan squatted aside and began to study his abilities.

However, it is impossible to crunch a kitchen knife like paper like Fu Yizhi, and it is possible to pull a small grip to the square and square space.

But what are you doing pulling Xiaoya?

Do bows scare people to death?

Fu An'an pressed his swollen brain and sat next to Fu Yizhi.

His eyes fell on his naked upper body, which was covered with bruises and bruises.

Although he didn't say it, it's no wonder it didn't hurt.

Fu Anan sat up and carefully cleaned up the wound on him.

No medicine, Shimizu collected a lot secretly.

Soak the cloth and gently clean the cuts on his chest and arms, then his fingers.

Fu An'an carefully wiped off the black blood and mud on him, and got out the pus accumulated inside.

Enjoy it when you're done.

Although Brother Fu's hands are full of scars, they look really good.

The fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints. Because there is no external force in the game, the hair and nails will not change, and the nails are still as round, clean and neat as they were when they entered the game.

It's a pity not to do a manicure.

Fu Anan shook his head regretfully, and carefully put Fu Yizhi's arm back. The ventilation duct was very quiet at this moment, Fu Anan was fine, so she sat next to Fu Yizhi and took a nap.

The head began to move little by little, and then it rested on his uninjured shoulder.

A pair of cold eyes opened, Fu Yizhi glanced at his cleaned fingers, and squinted at the little gray ball leaning against him, with a little more warmth in his eyes.

In the copy of the crisis everywhere, the two rely on each other...

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Fu Yizhi was pierced through his shoulder blade and was seriously injured, but his resilience was amazing.

The twenty-eighth day of the game.

Fu An'an checked his wound, and both sides were scabbed.

"Wow, Brother Fu, you recovered so quickly!"

The slightly hot breath hit the naked skin and itched slightly. Fu Yizhi stretched out his hand and patted Fu Anan away.

"Sit down when you've seen enough."

Hearing this, Fu An'an sat up and rubbed his head, "Speak well, don't hit me on the head if it's okay."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her paws to Fu Yizhi's mouth, and fed them every morning.

After feeding the whole bowl, Fu Yizhi wiped his mouth, "Dove pigeon soup in the morning?"

"You don't need to make up for your injury." Fu Anan chewed dry bread, and gave him another piece, quite proud of it,

"You are also lucky to be teammates with a hoarder like me.

For another person, can we have no shortage of food and drink like us? "

...

This is really impossible!

Several other people in the same ventilation duct are now suffering.

They couldn't leave the range of the kitchen because of the armbands on their hands, and their previous whereabouts had already attracted Embu's attention. A slight movement of the top of their heads might cause them to stretch out their terrifying tentacles and explore inside.

The few people who escaped have been worried these days.

Watching a large number of human beings dissected as food, enduring hunger and thirst, and suffering both physical and psychological oppression.

They're all about to collapse.