After the apocalypse, the flower of Kaolin who saved her secret love

Song Baobao was still struggling with what he said before, but was suddenly drawn back to his wandering thoughts, and said in a daze, "...ah."

"About you." Xie Zhe summed it up briefly, but he gritted his teeth a little unclearly, and he lifted the other party away from him, "Go take a bath first, there is hot water here."

"..." Baby Song finally pulled out a little reason from his muddy head, and remembered one thing, "Where are we?"

He looked around slowly, the room was large, the decoration style was very cold and expensive, very much like Xie Zhe's previous residence.

"my home."

Xie Zhe spoke succinctly. He dug out a few clean clothes from the solid wood wardrobe and threw them to Baby Song on the bed. While taking off his crumpled clothes, the muscles that were exposed were very beautiful. He turned his head and saw the other party staring at him blankly. not going?"

Song Baobao let out an "oh", slowly floated into the bathroom like a wandering soul, slowly took off her clothes and turned on the shower, and slowly took a bath... Halfway through, she suddenly woke up and blinked her eyes——

Xie Zhe has a good figure, and that one is also good, and they kissed.

They kissed.

Baby Song pressed her slightly red and swollen lips.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the bathroom door that he hurriedly put on his clothes and went out.Xie Zhe's clothes were a little too big for him, so he could only roll up his sleeves and trouser legs. The empty clothes made him look thinner, and his dry lute bone looked very pitiful.

Xie Zhe had already changed the sheets and quilts once in such a short time, and he saw Song Baobao frowning: "I'll go back to your side and change the clothes and pants later."

Baby Song sat down by the bed, nodded when she heard the words, and looked at the other party again: "Is it okay to go back?"

Xie Zhe knew what he was worried about: "Shi Shi will take care of it, and I don't think we will stay here for long."

"Shishi...?" Baby Song repeated.

Xie Zhe explained: "It's the female Alpha you saw last time. She belongs to a special force and used to work as a guard in my house a long time ago."

Song Baobao had known for a long time that the other party's family background was not ordinary. He knew that the other party might be the young master of a wealthy family, otherwise he would not have easily destroyed that den in a remote town. Now it seems that the other party's background may be stronger than he imagined. sharp.

Maybe it was because of a worry, he always felt a little empty and unreal, and now he thought of the indifferent young man whose jaw was not as high as his now, and felt very happy from the bottom of his heart.

He and Xie Zhe, whose fate is uncertain and go round and round, are standing so close to each other now.

Xie Zhe noticed the other party's distraction and the smile that made him uncomfortable, and leaned against the wall and said, "She will negotiate with Zhang Zhenye, and Li Huaye deserves what he deserves. Even if the negotiation fails, the other party will not make it a big deal... He needs complete tranquility in this villa area to appease the survivors."

Baby Song came back to his senses, thought for a while and said seriously: "Thank you."

The other party has long repaid his life-saving grace, and now he is willing to help him, he should thank him.

Song Baobao keenly noticed that the other party seemed not very happy, so he heard the other party say: "You have asked so many questions, should you also answer my questions?"

Baby Song nodded, and the other party went out first, and gave him a glass of brewed milk—the temperature was just right.

He didn't eat anything, and after tossing for a long time, he was really hungry, so he took it without much thought.

"What's the matter with the wound on the leg?" Xie Zhe picked a random question, "Don't lie to me, the angle and the wound can only be done by yourself."

"But I want to know why."

Song Baobao looked at him a little strangely, but was caught by Xie Zhe, who asked, "What?"

He said honestly, "I thought you wanted to ask about Li Huaye and me."

"I can listen to what you want to say." Xie Zhe recalled the encrypted file he saw on his mobile phone. Obviously, there were more than one victim. Combined with Song Baobao's previous attitude towards Zhou Yu and when he was in the same room with Li Huaye, he revealed Some of the information, the general facts are not difficult to guess.

Baby Song pursed her lips and smiled, and answered the first question: "...Many years ago, I was adopted by my sister. One day, I suddenly had a fever. She went out to buy inhibitors for me at night, and never came back."

"Sometimes I think, if I'm not an omega, it would be nice if I didn't have that disgusting physiological reaction, if I could just stay awake and go out to find her... She won't be hurt because of me If she is killed, she will live happily with her children."

He looked at Xie Zhe with a complicated look, as if crying, as if asking for help, as if the sky in late autumn, empty and gray, and under those eyes was a tired blue-black.

He asked confusedly: "How do I face my desires, my life calmly, and how do I face the fact that my instinct will take away my reason?"

So he punished himself with pain, used blood loss and pain to fight against instinct to stay awake, and used the simplest and most stupid way to maintain dignity when inhibitors were not so useful.

But he didn't think about whether someone would ask questions about it, he didn't think about how to answer, how to say everything like analyzing himself.

Xie Zhe bowed slightly in front of him, and ran his hands across the layers of wounds on his thigh through the fabric of his pants: "But you know, the murderer is someone else, your sister will not blame you."

Baby Song raised her head upon hearing the sound: "No...I..."

The tip of his nose hit Xie Zhe's chin, and all words came to an abrupt end.

Xie Zhe stood up: "Furthermore, using extreme means to fight against instinct will not make you look very determined, it will only make people think you are stupid, and there are obviously better ways."

While talking about Song Baobao's stupidity, he said in a sighing tone: "But I don't hate people who have their own ideas and stubborn people."

Song Baobao couldn't understand at all, he grabbed Xie Zhe's sleeve: "You..."

"You will know later." Xie Zhe said.

"Then the second question." Xie Zhe lowered his eyes, "I can probably guess the grievances between you and Li Huaye."

"Why do you know that telling your friends or telling me about this matter is more effective than solving it alone. What are you worried about?"

Baby Song stopped looking at him, and kept looking at the soft wool carpet on the ground, casting shadows with her eyelashes: "...I can solve it."

Xie Zhe gave a "hmm" and commented on his passive resistance answer: "Yes, you can solve it by using some stupid methods? Worrying about this and that, you have to hurt yourself a thousand before you can hurt the enemy eight hundred."

"You are worried that the sisters of the Zhou family will be affected, you are worried that Wen Zhizhi has no power to restrain the chicken, and you are worried that Song Yuying will miss you every day when you go out... You are worried about everything, but you don't worry that they will get angry."

He paused: "Still, you are more worried. After you said it, they didn't choose you."

"Guess, if they know that you think about them so much, will they think you are boring, can't keep warm, and treat them as that kind of person."

Song Baobao's expression gradually became pale and weak when he started talking, he said: "I don't think so, I don't think about them that much...I..."

"But you did that." Xie Zhe said.

Song Baobao was speechless, but under the cynicism of the other party, he felt a little anger that was very new and rare for him. He clenched the other party's cuffs tightly, and said angrily in a hoarse voice: "...I clearly want to tell you, is you……"

He obviously mustered up the courage and wanted to talk to Xie Zhe.

I feel tired, feel empty, feel boring, want to smell Xie Zhe's body, want to be comforted, want to talk to him.

It was Xie Zhe who did not accept his temptation.

"Oh." Xie Zhe laughed instead, Song Baobao was puzzled by his laughter, so he heard the other party say, "Yes, you have made progress, dare to get angry with me."

He looked up, and found that Xie Zhe didn't mean to be sarcastic or ironic: "What are you... doing?"

"Baby Song. You didn't say anything that day. How do you think I understand your thoughts." Xie Zhe put his hand halfway on the back of his neck, where the restraint stickers were stuck, and he could still see a little bit of grim wound, "What do you want? Just say it, if you don’t say it, how do you know I won’t give it to you.”

"If you don't try, how do you know your friends won't choose you?"

Song Baobei flinched subconsciously, without looking up: "I..."

He felt parched and wanted to drink water, but when he raised his hand, he realized that the water glass had been taken away by Xie Zhe at some point during the quarrel, and the other party was holding the water glass and watching him quietly, waiting for him to move.

Xie Zhe was very interesting: "Come on, follow me."

Baby Song: "?"

He added the second half of the sentence, as if teasing a kindergarten kid, and said with a half-smile, "Brother Xie Zhe, I'm thirsty and want to drink water, can you give me the water glass?"

Song Baobao looked into his eyes and subconsciously said, "Brother Xie Zhe..."

He didn't react until the word "brother" came out, his face blushed, and he stammered, "What are you doing...I'm older than you...you..."

Xie Zhe sneered: "Why do I feel that you are not growing up, how can adults be so stubborn and stupid."

He handed the water glass to the other party, and saw Baby Song holding the water glass nervously drinking water, with milk on his lips.

"Have you learned it?" Xie Zhe said, "Speak well when you have a long mouth."

Song Baobao didn't speak, and Xie Zhe didn't force him anymore, but continued to state the facts plainly.

"I was caught by Wen Zhizhi just after I came back. He couldn't find you, so he came to me. As for me, I happened to find something... such as the bloody clothes you left not far from the car, anyway I found it with the help of Shi Shi's dog nose."

Before Song Baobei turned around, he heard him say: "I probably told Song Yuying and the others about the matter. If Zhang Zhenye wants to pursue this matter, all of them are willing to leave with you."

"The rest will be resolved by you."

"Okay." Song Baby lowered his head and said in silence for a while, hooking the corners of his mouth.

The two stayed silent for a while.

"I still have things to deal with, it's safe here, you just stay here." Xie Zhe stood up straight, ready to leave.

But Song Baobao's brain, after running slowly and multi-threaded for a long time, after the silence just now, finally belatedly realized what Xie Zhe had said when he was dizzy.

"You said before..." He suddenly grabbed Xie Zhe: "I can try chasing you... What do you mean?"

Xie Zhe was amused by the unexpected slowness and clumsiness of the other party. He was as reckless as a calf before, saying that he likes you, but now he is timid.

He casually tapped Song Baobao's forehead, and slid his fingers across the browbones of the other party: "I want you to cheer."

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"Little Hierarch [Group Pet]" Easy Martial Arts Cookies

[The main attack of the gentle and black-bellied alliance x the naive and arrogant mixed-race little beauty]

The leader of the Demon Cult died suddenly, and the world was in turmoil.

Everyone in the Devil's Cult discusses what the Devil's Cult should discuss in the Holy Land.

There was a lot of quarreling over the position of the next leader.

But suddenly heard three "knock knock" sounds from the ground.

The little zombie who had slept for a hundred years politely knocked on the coffin board.

"Can you please keep your voice down?"

"I'm taking a beauty sleep."

One month later, the Devil's Cult gained a little leader who covered his face and wore a cap.

Song Yuan used a bag of rice cracker candies, a bunch of candied haws and a bowl of wontons to buy the new little leader of the Demon Cult.

"Song Yuan, you are really a good person."

"I will ask Guardian Zuo to return ten times the money to you."

"I can get you whatever you like!"

"elder brother!"

……

until a certain day.

The little fool finally realized that the gentle brother he was thinking of was the deadly enemy that made the Demon Sect gnash his teeth.

"Don't touch me!"

Tang Jiao kicked him with a beautiful face, and someone grabbed and rubbed his thin and pale ankle, "Go away, you...you are a hypocrite!"

Those words are repeated over and over again.

Song Yuan didn't take it seriously, and smiled lightly, still like the gentleman who picked up flowers on the street that day, with a rather pity look:

"I still like it when you call me brother."

Tang Xiaojiao first entered the rivers and lakes and did not know people clearly, but regretted it: "Perverted!!!"