Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Yao Ping, who was lying on the other sofa, looked very silent. He did not expect to see such a scene.The eyes are obviously pitiful, and the corners of the mouth are always changing between upturned and tight.It seems that he should be changing his mood, wanting to pull out a blessed smile, but he still can't let go of the obsession in his heart.

After all, couples who can share adversity together, in this case, really need to be blessed.

It's funny to say that after only spending a few hours with Mo Ze, Yao Ping even knelt down at the muzzle of the pitch-black gun in an atmosphere of tension when they met for the first time.

But for no reason, he fell in love with Moze who smiled wantonly when facing the enemy, perhaps because he was attracted by the temperament exuding from him.Yao Ping always felt that Mo Ze seemed to be worried about something all the time. Regarding this point, Yao Ping, who had a special background, could easily see that Mo Ze had no intention of hiding his feelings at all.

Even though she has been preoccupied all the time, she can still show a mocking and joyful smile indifferently, which makes Yao Ping somewhat uncontrollable to compare Moze with those "friends" in the bathing center that she considers herself to be.

It doesn't seem to exist in the same class at all. They are willing to stay with themselves because their father can occasionally bring them enough convenience.I will also meet their physical needs most of the time.

Aside from these, they are just a bunch of ignorant punks.

Yao Ping didn't know why, as a well-recognized talented student admitted to the 211 college, why would she want to have an intimate relationship with a group of people who had graduated from junior high school and came out to mix society.

Even the adoptive mother, who has always hated Yao Ping, hated seeing him grow long hair, get tattoos, and stay with a group of gangsters who smoked, drank, and went to nightclubs all day long.

I have to say, probably because they let themselves feel that little bit of love...even though it's only about their bodies.

Yao Ping knows that she looks very attractive...he only pays attention to study and basically does not exercise. He has a slender figure and smooth skin.If you put aside the flat chest compared to girls, even if you look at him as a tall girl, there will be no sense of disobedience.

This is also the reason why a high-achieving student who doesn't smoke, drink or even play poker can get so close to a group of ignorant gangsters.

When there is no woman to vent their desires, they will go to Yao Ping.

This kind of life is very corrupt and crazy, but it is difficult for Yao Ping to give up the group of guys who can barely be regarded as friends.

At least, they can be by their side when they are alone.

Of course, Yao Ping has deliberately ignored and forgotten the price of being with her.

But some of their behaviors were really unbearable for Yao Ping.Just like today, the bastard who molested girls.He is called a mouse by a group of people because of his thin eyes and small eyes. The only person who can be bullied is someone who is weaker than him.

Like Yao Ping, and the little girl who opened the door for the poor mouse who was full of sympathy.

In fact, Yao Ping didn't feel sad when the mouse was killed, he just felt fear... the intense fear caused by Mo Ze's tough methods.

Of course, this is normal, and Yao Ping doesn't think there is anything shy about kneeling down and begging for mercy because she pointed at her gun and the young man next to him who easily broke the metal rod.

After eating, it was difficult for Yao Ping to describe in words, when the sense of happiness from satisfying her appetite filled her whole body.Hearing Qian Qiuxue tell herself that the person she likes actually likes men is an exciting feeling.

Of course, let alone her, even Peng Ruyun, a dull woman, could see the special meaning in Yao Ping's eyes when she looked at Mo Ze.

She wouldn't tell Yao Ping that Mo Ze already had a boyfriend, and as a rotten girl, she still wanted to see the Shura field in the real world.

As wicked as this stuff is, it's fun.

It's like before the appearance of zombies, the plots that often appeared on TV, because of the talkativeness of the second female lead, caused a crack in the relationship between the hero and heroine, and then they went to court for such a bloody plot.

However, she was wrong, Chen Simeng was not as jealous as the lead female or male lead in TV dramas (although she also ate a little bit).He just announced his relationship with Moser in the most obvious way.

Anyway, Moser himself said that he doesn't think his relationship with him is abnormal, so why do he care what other people think?

Mo Ze, who was tightly hugged by Chen Simeng, didn't look at Yao Ping who was on the other sofa... At this time, any facial expression or gesture that was originally showing favor could be regarded as showing off.

As for a failed character who is lovelorn... or in other words, has already found out that the confession object has a partner before confessing, Moze thinks it is better not to provoke him any more.

What's more, Chen Simeng seems to be addicted to rubbing, rubbing in his arms non-stop.Rubbing from his chest to his stomach, before he continued to change the rubbing place, Mo Ze firmly pressed Chen Simeng who was wriggling on his body, and softly reprimanded: "Be honest! You have to drive to the protected area tomorrow! Do you want Let me drive tired!"

With a slight smile, Chen Simeng curled up and rubbed against the sofa, gently hugged Moze and reminded: "Although I couldn't speak before, I still remember Alex said that the cells in our body can Self-rest anytime, anywhere. Even if you can’t simulate it, you can simply speed up cell division to activate your body, and you don’t need to worry about sleep time.”

Rolling his eyes, Mo Ze really never thought that Chen Simeng could remember Alex's casual remarks.Grabbing the nightgown hanging on the back of the sofa, she covered the two people who were very close together, reached out and pulled the hood on Chen Simeng's head, and murmured dissatisfied: "I just want to follow the arrangement of the biological clock." , I usually go to bed early at this time!"

"Then go to sleep." Some want to laugh and shrank into Mo Ze's arms, caressed Mo Ze's chest affectionately, rubbed it for a while, and whispered: "Good night."

Even though he said good night, Chen Simeng still made another fine sound in the air that became only the sound of breathing.

The simulated sweater on his body, which is made of similar material to acrylic, rubs against the pure cotton bathrobe and Moser's coat that also feels like cotton. Even if the air is not dry in winter, it dries after being turned on for nearly a night. machine room.You can still see the fleeting white light in the air.

Chen Simeng, who was wearing a hood, put his head on Mo Ze's chest. Although he didn't have much strength, what Mo Ze actually felt was only gentle friction, but he could still see a series of electric sparks left behind after the friction. Crackling explosions.

The clothes on his body became static, and when he opened his eyes in the dark, Mo Ze watched silently as Chen Simeng kept arching up and down, with electric sparks flickering all over his body, and stretched out his hand to hold his body.

A different-sounding sound made Moze withdraw his finger reflexively, a slight tingling pain like a needle prick, accompanied by numbness from an electric shock, reverberated in Moze's fingertips.

Chen Simeng has already accumulated too many ions on his clothes and nightgown. Once the fingers that are equivalent to conductors appear, he immediately rushes over like a death row prisoner who is besieged in a prison and sees the exit that represents survival.

Wrapping his palms with his cuffs, Mo Ze pressed hard on Chen Simeng, who was laughing lowly, and rubbed the hood that was still crackling in contact with his cuffs twice with puzzlement.

"What are you doing so cute? Do you want to do an electrostatic experiment?"

"No, I want the master to be covered with my scent, so that the master will always be mine!" As he said, he deliberately exhaled, and rubbed against Moze's neck with an electrostatic field with a sense of adsorption nest.

There was another series of dazzling white sparks between the movements, which made Moze want to install a grounding wire for Chen Simeng.

The static electricity on his body is too exaggerated!

And what theory is that?If you dye yourself with his scent, then you are his?Why does this sound so much like animal territory?And don't animals generally rely on urine to distinguish their respective fields?

I don't know if it was caused by the deliberate guidance in the subconscious, but Moze only felt that an extremely indecent...or very insane picture appeared in his mind.

What's even more exasperating is that after seeing Chen Simeng's extremely insulting behavior in his mind, Mo Ze didn't feel angry or disgusted, but felt... a little excited?

This time, Moze can be sure that Yuan did it!This child whose subjective consciousness is still at the age of six or seven is changing his views on something by means of subconscious hints.

but!Being able to accept others peeing on oneself and still feel happy, this kind of thing is definitely not within the scope of Moser's acceptance.

The corner of his mouth was pulled, Moze, who couldn't look directly at the cute boy on him because of the picture Yuan imagined, pursed his lips, and asked carefully, "Are you treating yourself like a cat?"

You can't directly ask him if he treats himself as a beast, Moze feels that this kind of statement is not in line with his character.

And the cat is indeed covering its own smell by rubbing on its own things.

What was unexpected was Chen Simeng's reaction... He pulled up the hood with two small bulges, put his hands on his chin with hands clenched into fists, and softly called out with the corners of his eyes bent: "Meow!"

"Ah..." Slowly covering his slightly opened mouth in surprise, Mo Ze couldn't help but associate Chen Simeng with the crooked eyebrows with the half-captive wild cat at the door of his house.

Clingy, cute, and painful.It's just that what happened to the kitten wasn't what Moser had hoped for.

"Hey!" He stretched out his hands to hold Chen Simeng who was about to continue meowing, and did not pay attention to the sound of crackling sparks. Mo Ze gently hugged Chen Simeng in his arms. This warm feeling made Mo Ze feel comfortable. Taking a deep breath, he whispered: "Live well, don't be like the last cat I raised."

The neck was soft, and Chen Simeng's face was pressed against it. Turning his head sideways, Chen Simeng nodded slowly, and said in a tired tone: "I know...I want to sleep."

So who said just now that the prototype body can replenish energy without sleep?

Chen Simeng, who behaved differently before and after, made Mo Ze feel even more cute that he squeezed his face that looked good, and whispered in his ear: "Good night, have a good dream."