Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

  Chapter 589 Doomsday pets (4)

  The man is very young, with a pure temperament and looks incredibly green.

  He has white skin and red lips, and he looks handsome, but his pupils are amber. When he raised his head, the bright light came in, and he was gleaming with glazed brilliance, bright and beautiful, clear and beautiful.

  It seems that an ignorant college student who has just set foot on campus has not yet been baptized by society, and still maintains the purest and most innocent appearance.

  Like a clear crystal.

  The man only glanced at them, then lowered his head to read his own book, as if there was something there that had taken all his attention away, and he looked a little autistic.

  Everyone present was amazed.

   Although he was born very beautiful, but what is even more rare is that kind of temperament, pure and transparent, hiding in the basement in this messy apocalypse and reading a book quietly, pure as if he is out of the world.

   is very pure, but also very desire-can arouse the desire of others.

  Standing in this room, even the person who yelled at first did not dare to speak, and even slowed his breathing, as if heavier, he could blow away the person in front of him.

  In the end, Chu Wu opened his mouth.

  "Are you hiding here or the person responsible for guarding these things?"

  The man just turned a page of the book, and when he heard Chu Wu’s words, he raised his head again. Amber's eyes were shining...Compared with the word "man", perhaps it is more appropriate to describe him as "juvenile".

  He just glanced at a few people casually, then quickly retracted, lowered his eyes and opened his lips:

"not mine."

  Like a clear mountain stream flowing through the heart, resisting the soul.

  After speaking, he continued reading.

   "We are going to take the supplies here to fight against the zombies." Chu Wu said again.

  This time, he didn't wear his head: "Well, take it."

  Chu Wei scanned the trash can in the corner. There were a lot of compressed biscuits packaging shells. There were some on the next box, but there was not much left.

   Chu Wu could not help but soften her voice and asked, "You, do you want to go out with us?"

  Man—Song Duanyan looked at Chu Wu. This time he no longer just glanced at Chu Wu quickly. The reflection of the amber colored glaze's eyes reflected Chu Wu's appearance at the moment. It was also shallow, and he didn't seem to see anyone in his eyes.

  "There are zombies outside, dirty and messy, what are you going out to do?" He asked rhetorically.

   "You don't have much food left, and so are the books." Chu Wu said, "I stay here and wait for death. It's better to go outside and try to survive."

"But the result is death." The man told the most cruel thing in the world in a pleasant tone, with a little willfulness, "Rather than death, I would rather starve to death here, at least it is also beautiful, without being Those eat or assimilate."

   "No." Chu Wu solemnly said.

  Song Duanyan finally closed the book and seemed to be watching her seriously: "...eh?"

  The white light in the room was bright, illuminating the man’s every single bit, and also lighting up Chu Wu’s entire face. Her facial features were exquisite, beautiful, and impeccable from beginning to end.

  But compared to the pure harmlessness of a man, she seems a bit too showy, very aggressive, like a flower in full bloom, and I don’t know when it will suddenly fall.

   "Follow me, Chu Wu, I will protect you."

  Song Duanyan turned his head a little to look at her. This action added a sense of cuteness to him. He seemed to be confused: "Are you strong?"

  "Water system ability, Tier 3."

   "Is it strong?" the man asked again.

Compared to asking Chu Wu or Gangren, he seemed to be just thinking about a question to himself. He didn't wait for Chu Wu to give an answer, and replied to himself, "Oh, the end of the world is only thirty-three days away. This rate of progress should be pretty good."

  After speaking, he looked at Chu Wu again, Amber’s eyes were clear, and the corner of his lips suddenly curled.

  "How many people have you said to this?"

Good night.

  　　 There are not many people who want to thank you recently. I will just make a statistical list in a few days, not every day.

  (End of this chapter)