Ultra: Little Zombie's Expired Food

"Ah?"

"You've disappeared for so many years, do you really have nothing to tell me?"

"It's a very happy thing for me that you are not broken." Bai Luo tilted her head cutely, an unintentional action that revealed a few blushing spots.

The first generation's eye lights dimmed: "You just..."

Bai Luo rubbed his slightly bulging belly and explained, "I just came out from Zoffy's place, so I'm not very hungry now."

I'm really full and can't eat anything else.

I don’t know why, but everything Bai Luo said was like a sharp knife piercing my heart, and unspeakable pain spread from my chest to my whole body.

"You are still the same, with only food in your eyes."

Bai Luo did not take the words of the first generation to heart. He hummed and said, "Food is very important. It feels bad to be hungry. I like the feeling of having a full stomach."

The first generation placed Bai Luo on the fence beside him and said, "I'm curious, why are you so stubborn about food?"

Bai Luo took out a piece of raw meat from the small space, tore it into long strips slowly, and ate it in small bites:

"Before I was five years old, I had a very happy family. Although I never met my father, my mother gave me the best of everything. After I was five years old, I heard the news of my father's death. From then on, everything changed."

The First Generation glanced at Bai Luo and said, "Your parents wouldn't want to see you so sad."

Bai Luo said hoarsely: "Yes, they don't want to see me sad, but I still want revenge. I will never forget the revenge of my father and mother being killed."

The first generation's heart sank, but in the end, he didn't say any words of comfort. Some things can never be offset by just a few words of comfort.

She was kept like an animal for eight years, and her only food was slop and rotten rice. At first, she cried and couldn't eat.

It was her mother who bit her wrist, pried open her mouth, and fed her the blood.

That was her first exposure to the true bloodiness and cruelty of the apocalypse.

When he turned into a zombie, Bai Luo was only thirteen years old. After becoming a zombie, he could no longer grow and his body remained at the age of thirteen.

The only knowledge she could access was as a tool for researchers to entertain themselves when they were bored.

Bai Luo's fingertips dug into the railing beneath her little by little. One day, she would return to that world.

Those guys who took everything from her, no one can escape!

Sensing Bai Luo's mood changes, the First Generation held Bai Luo in his palms, and touched Bai Luo's slightly red eyes with his fingertips: "It's over, you still have me, no matter what happens, I will stand by you."

Looking at the first generation's eye lights, Bai Luo raised his lips and held his finger: "Maybe one day, I will kill you, are you willing?"

The first generation chuckled and said, "Everyone is afraid of death. As long as you can do it, I have no problem."

He couldn't beat Bai Luo, and as long as Bai Luo wanted to kill him, he would definitely not be able to escape.

In the past, he was always worried that Bai Luo would suddenly attack him, but now, looking at Bai Luo's dark red eyes, he was suddenly not afraid anymore.

The first generation lowered his head, and his cold lips gently fell on Bai Luo's brow. It was just a light touch, but it was more exciting than pleasure:

"I don't think you'll eat me."

Bai Luo still said stubbornly: "Humph, it's just food storage."

The first generation suddenly shrank his body and hugged Bailuo's small body in his arms: "Bailuo, do you like me or Zoffinissan?"

Bai Luo blurted out without thinking: "I like them all."

"What a shitty answer."

"Leaves? Isn't it normal to like food residue? After all, corpses have different tastes. I still like blueberry snacks."

"The Silver Clan is also very good."

"I'm tired of eating."

The first generation's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He wanted to promote himself, but was beaten to a pulp by Bai Luo.

"Do you like the Blue Tribe so much?"

"Well, the Blue Tribe is delicate and soft and easily... um!"

The first generation quickly covered Bai Luo's lips, wanting to pry open Bai Luo's head to see what was inside.

Can you just say something like this?

Bai Luo's dissatisfied voice sounded in the heart of the first generation: "What's the matter? Isn't it generally acknowledged that the Blue Tribe is delicate and weak?"

"That's for the same tribe. Besides, the Blue Tribe also has many sword masters."

"for example?"

"Like Hikari."

Thinking of Hikali, Bai Luo couldn't help but slurp his saliva: "But he is easy to bully."

The first generation's face turned even darker, and ink could drip out of it: "That's only for you."

He should have kept an eye on this little thing Bai Luo from the beginning. She actually hooked up with Hikali behind his back and even slurped her saliva in front of him.

Why doesn't she go to heaven!

"Oh~ Where's Blueberry Snack? Why didn't I see him after I came back?"

"Tregear?"

"Uh-huh."

"It seems he resigned from the Science and Technology Bureau, and I don't know where he went after that."

The first generation's eyes were full of suspicion: "Why? You still want to go find him?"

Bai Hou took a few steps back and distanced himself from the First Generation: "Not really, I'm just a little greedy."

"Greedy?" The first generation grabbed Bai Luo by the back of the neck, maintaining a gentle smile, but his voice was chillingly cold: "It seems that Nissan didn't feed you enough."

Bai Luo blinked his clear and stupid eyes, and tried to run subconsciously with his short legs: "Well, Zuo Fei is still waiting for me, I'll go first..."

Before he could finish his words, Bai Luo was put into the timer by the first generation. Bai Luo, who was sitting in the timer, lay on the ground like a deflated balloon, with a look of despair on his face.

I always feel like something bad is going to happen.

The first generation greeted his successor Ao and went straight to the residence. He had to teach Bai Luo a profound lesson to prevent Bai Luo from always comparing him with the Blue Clan.

What's wrong with the blue tribe being delicate and soft? He still has pectoral muscles? Are his pectoral muscles ugly or hard to touch?

The moment the timer was released, Bai Luo flapped his wings and ran out. Before he flew far, the first generation grabbed his wings, and after spinning around, he was thrown onto the bed.

The white wings wrapped Bai Luo into a cocoon: "I'm full, I don't need to eat anymore, really!"

Bai Luo was trembling under the wings, shaking like a quail.

The first generation was so angry at Bai Luo's reaction that they laughed. Wasn't he serious just now saying that the Blue Clan was ok? Now he was as cowardly as an ostrich.

"Don't you like the Blue Tribe?"

Bai Luo replied anxiously: "I don't like it now."

"So what do you like now?" The first generation's voice was gentle, and his fingertips followed the direction of the feathers to find the base of the wings and rubbed them gently.

Bai Luo's wings trembled slightly, and a gap appeared unknowingly. The first generation seized the opportunity, followed the gap, pried open Bai Luo's wings and pressed the person under him.

The first generation's fingertips touched Bai Luo's slender neck, stroking the red kiss mark on it, and coaxed, "I won't be mean to you."

He was just jealous. Bai Luo had marks all over her body, and it was obvious that she had just gotten off Nan Ao's bed.