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

The helicopter incident was quite a pity, but it was originally a surprise brought by Xie Zhe, so it didn't hurt everyone too much, and at least it solved the hidden danger brought by Zhang Zhenye.

Fortunately, Xie Zhe acted alone and did not leave the Beishan apron, otherwise it is not known whether they can successfully deal with the four of Zhang Zhenye.Song Yuying wasn't surprised that the other party didn't leave according to the agreed plan, those two people didn't see through like him who had been single for 30 years.

The traitor Zhang Zhenye said made everyone a little bit concerned, but everyone was sure that everyone present would not betray each other. Song Baobao suddenly remembered something, said "offended" to Zhou Yun, and finally found it in the opponent's hair. listener.

"I guess it was released when you were borrowed to enter the villa area and was searched."

Seeing the other party's unbelievable expression, Baby Song explained, "If you put Song Yuying and Xie Zhe on them, you will definitely be discovered. Sister Zhou Yu doesn't go out very much because she is pregnant, and she has no chance to meet. Song Shu and Wen don't know who live with me. , but I found nothing unusual."

Song Yuying actually guessed it when he saw the monitor. Seeing Zhou Yun's guilty face, he comforted her: "It's okay, even if you didn't put the monitor on you, Zhang Zhenye would find other ways. It's not your problem."

……

Beishan Golf Course has a special place for the rich to rest and play. A few people randomly found a clean suite and broke open the door to enter, and they were greeted with a cloud of dust.

Song Baobao coughed twice while holding the flashlight, Xie Zhe glanced at the other party, saw that he took the water glass from Wen Zhizhi, and slowly turned his eyes back.

After a while, he said: "Rest first, go to Shi Shi tomorrow, and follow the large army by land, and if there is no accident, you can reach the other side in a week at most." The consolation was so cryptic.

Song Baobao didn't seem to hear, just whispered to Wen I don't know.

"Cough...it's almost three o'clock in the morning." Song Yuying had to stand up to break the weird atmosphere, "Tonight Xie Zhe and I take turns keeping vigil, my baby has been driving all night, so let's go rest, and the others too, tonight I guess I'm pretty tired."

The sisters of the Zhou family lived in the master bedroom, Wen Zhizhi and Song Shu lived in the second bedroom, and the second bedroom was left to Song Baobao alone under the tacit understanding of everyone. The other party accepted it quietly without saying anything.

Song Baobao thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but in fact he fell asleep very quickly, after all he was too tired... It's just that he was too preoccupied, his dreams were messy, and he also frowned in his dreams.

When Xie Zhe came in two hours later, he happened to see him burying his head in the pillow and crying and panting, then curled up trembling for a while as if he couldn't breathe, murmured something, and then slowly calmed down.

He put his ear close, and heard the other party calling his name: "Xie Zhe... well, Xie Zhe..."

The mouth is not the heart.

Xie Zhe thought, avoiding him like that, but he can't even leave him in his dreams.

He stretched out his cold fingers with water droplets, smoothed the other's frowning brows, lifted his chin, sat on the edge of the bed and bowed his head to kiss the other party slowly. After a while, the other party was dry and cracked. The skin's lips became red and wet.

In the dream, Baby Song felt that she couldn't breathe, she subconsciously frowned and began to cry, she stretched out her hand for something at a loss: "Xie Zhe..."

He opened his eyes slightly, saw the familiar beautiful face in a haze, thought it was still in a dream, first stared blankly for a while, then obediently and aggrievedly stretched out his hand, and opened his lips as if begging for a kiss.

Xie Zhe looked at him for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, let the other party wrap his neck around his neck, and continued to kiss Song Baobei.

The smell of rose tea that he couldn't smell scattered.

Baby Song's head was a mess. After a while, he couldn't breathe anymore. Pushing away, he finally regained consciousness and blinked: "...Xie Zhe?"

In the next second, she blushed suddenly, struggled out of the other party's arms, and stumbled: "Why, why is it you? I..."

Xie Zhe let go of his hand and asked him, "Who else could it be except me?"

Song Baobei shrank back a little subconsciously, he coughed, pulled his mind out of his messy head, and asked sternly, "...What are you doing here?"

Xie Zhe was silent for a while: "I'll give you medicine."

Originally.

"..." Song Baobei thought to himself, what kind of medicine can go up to his mouth, and the strange feeling in his mouth became more obvious, he said hoarsely, "I will deal with it myself."

"En." Xie Zhe responded, but pinched his chin with his hand and forced him to raise his head slightly, unscrewing the ointment on his hand with one hand, "Open your mouth."

Baby Song was a little hesitant when he saw this, not knowing how the other party knew that he was bitten in the mouth - when the alpha suppressed him with pheromones.

Then "woo woo" protested twice: "No... I will send you a few..."

"Okay." Xie Zhe didn't know what to think, but unexpectedly raised his eyebrows and agreed, let go of him, and handed him the unnamed ointment, "You do it yourself."

Baby Song hesitated for a while holding the ointment, opened his mouth slightly, and dipped his fingers in the half-melted milky ointment, but it felt strange no matter how he delivered it.

So he put down his hands, he didn't dare to look at Xie Zhe, but he spoke with great momentum: "Go out...I can do it myself."

"No." Xie Zhe refused him, dipped his fingertips in the ointment, pressed the other's cheek again, and sent two fingers in without rejection.

Song Baobao didn't like this, but he couldn't beat him. He felt that the other party's fingers explored slowly in his mouth for a while, and then applied the ointment to the wound he had bitten.

"Okay, okay..." Song Baobei said vaguely with his fingers in his mouth, feeling his mouth became sticky, with too much saliva, and the palate was touched by the opponent's knuckles, so he trembled, "Uh..."

His face was flushed, a little emotional, and he smelled his own pheromones in a daze, and the place he used to bear became embarrassingly wet.

Xie Zhe pulled out his hand, with transparent saliva and ointment on his fair and beautiful fingertips, and then slowly rubbed it off on the bed sheet: "Okay."

It seems that he really just wants to rub the medicine.

The young man turned his back to the light outside the window, and his expression looked cold and calm in the dark room. Except for his lips being bitten red, there was no trace of emotion at all.

"I……"

Seeing his expression, Song Baobao felt the heat all over his body suddenly cool down, and the anger and sadness that had been forgotten in his dream resurfaced again. He wiped his lips that were a little numb and sore, and saw Xie Zhe frown.

He tried hard to say: "...I don't want you to come in, I don't want to kiss you, and I don't like you like this."

"I thought we shouldn't have a...too close relationship." He lowered his head and whispered, as if convincing himself, his tone gradually became firm from uncertain, "If there is no accident, we should be separated by a distance now." the sea, and then never to see it again..."

Xie Zhe sneered and interrupted him: "Yes, it doesn't matter."

"Do you know whose name you called in your dream? Who was it that you posted on your own initiative just now? It's been—"

His words stopped abruptly, seeing the other party's wet face under the moonlight, he was dumbfounded for a moment.

Baby Song looked at him with tears in his eyes, with a sad expression, choked on tears, coughed, and said: "...Yes, you are right, I have always insisted on clinging to you."

"The choice is not in my hands."

"Even what you said just now, that you will never meet again... is also a choice you made."

He pursed his lips and gave an ugly smile. The tears just gathered there and then fell down. In the end, he couldn't stop laughing. The corners of his mouth slowly fell, looking a little lonely, "Obviously you said it..."

Obviously the other party said, if you don’t say anything, how would you know he won’t give it; obviously the other party said, try hard to chase him; obviously the other party gave him the illusion.

He realized what he wanted to say, didn't continue, just begged: "Give me a little time to digest. I...you go out...I don't want to talk to you now, hiccup..."

"Don't cry." Xie Zhe frowned tightly, "If you really want me to leave, why are you crying?"

Baby Song ignored him, don't cry at the beginning, he couldn't control it, the more he cried, the more he cried, panting as if he was about to convulse.

"Stop crying." Xie Zhe asked him, his expression became a little irritable, "You want to hear what I have to say? Do you want me to apologize to you?"

"Baby Song, did you do it on purpose? From the very beginning..."

From the very beginning, in the container, it wasn't Baby Song who cried and kissed him?The next day, out of nowhere, she leaned over to kiss his fingertips, and it wasn't Baby Song who was crying against his palm?Later, when a person confronted Li Huaye silently, he took him back to his room, and was it Song Baobao himself who grabbed him and cried after being comforted?

……

The other party seemed to grasp his lifeline, crying when he did something wrong, crying when he was happy, crying when he was wronged, crying when he was kissed, and crying when he was not kissed... Xie Zhe thought, are all omega like this.

"How long are you going to cry." He leaned closer and cried so much that he was about to poke at Omega, the irritability in his heart became more and more obvious, and he couldn't find an outlet.

If Baby Song looked up now, he would probably find that the other party was not always calm and ruthless.

Xie Zhe gave a low tut, took away the other's hand that was blocking his face with both hands, and leaned over to kiss the other party. Baby Song's eyes were swollen, and she was still as stubborn as a little stubborn cow. She was comforted by her lips, and continued intermittently. Crying: "I don't want to kiss you... go away."

"sorry."

He was dazed, and stared blankly at Xie Zhe, who was touching the tip of his nose with him, stopped crying, and hiccupped in fright: "What did you say... hiccup."

Xie Zhe gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry...I did something wrong."

Song Baobei blinked, his head was running slowly, and after a while he said slowly: "You did nothing wrong, I insisted on liking you, I deserve it."

With a bit of yin and yang.

Xie Zhe looked at him and thought that Baby Song must have done it on purpose.

In the end, I saw the other party drooping down again, with tears rolling in his eyes.

Xie Zhe's head hurt from his crying: "It's me, I don't discuss it with you, I make the decision for you, unilaterally think it's good for you, it's me that's not good, is it okay?"

Because of his personality, he hardly lowered his head, and the apology seemed perfunctory, but it was enough for Song Baobao.

Song Baobei blinked, held back her tears, stopped crying, her voice was pitifully hoarse, with the wetness of crying: "...there is still more."

"What else?" Xie Zhe looked at him helplessly, "There is no more, don't think about it. Why, you are going to cry again, and I will cry too..."

He fell silent in front of Baby Shang Song's eyes swollen like little peaches.

"I shouldn't say that about you." He compromised, seeing that the other party was still looking at him, "...what else do you want to hear, and what are you dissatisfied with? Tell me, and I will listen first."

"You like me." Baby Song said, "...you say you like me, and I won't cry."

"If you don't like me, why do you bother me, why do you kiss me secretly..." He slowly added, "If you hate me, it doesn't matter if I cry or not."

Xie Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No."

He could even agree to Song Baobao's previous request, but he couldn't make such a promise.

Song Baobao showed a look of wanting to cry, and finally suppressed it slowly, he knew that Xie Zhe said no, but he really couldn't.

"...Get out." He curled up his fingers, didn't cry or make trouble, just said, "I want to rest."