this doomsday is not right

When she woke up, she was in an unfamiliar room. Ji Jin looked around instinctively, and a man in a white coat came out, "I saw you woke up very quickly."

This should be a researcher, Ji Jin nodded, "Where's Ah Qian?"

"You mean Young Master Mu? He's in Mr. Mu." His tone wasn't very respectful, but there was nothing contemptuous about him, he just glanced at him occasionally, with a bit of fanaticism. This is just a person obsessed with research.

Mr. Mu, Ji Jin chewed this word, feeling a little out of touch with the world, and suddenly he was in a bad mood. He didn't forget who instigated the zombie virus in his body.

"I'll give you a check. If there are no accidents, you can come here immediately." He has a good temper, and seeing that he doesn't like Mr. Timu very much, he didn't bring up this topic anymore.

"Okay." Ji Jin nodded, he is not someone who shy away from medical treatment.

The inspection was quick, he looked at the result for a few minutes, and put down the file, "The zombie virus in your body has been temporarily suppressed, and the zombie virus in your body is in a delicate balance. Rats, animals and humans turned into zombies."

He scanned his whole body with his eyes, showing a regretful expression, Ji Jin just smiled.

Ji Jin waited here for a while, then Mu Qian came in and drove the researcher out. The man still looked at him reluctantly, "If you change your mind, you can come to me."

This sentence was too ambiguous, and Mu Qian, who knew Ji Jin's charm, immediately sank his face, looking a little unhappy.

Is this jealous?Ji Jin thought, and touched his hand comfortingly, "Let's wait until that day."

"Let's go back." Mu Qian said.

Ji Jin nodded.The place they lived in was an ordinary two-bedroom house, not very big, but not small either. There was nothing there, and it was terribly cold.

Ji Jin took the initiative to pull the curtains, and seeing Mu Qian frowning, he knew that he didn't like it very much. "This is where we will live from now on." Ji Jin looked at him with a smile.

There is no such word as home, and his home is not in the capital. Because of Mr. Mu, he really doesn't like the capital.How can this place be called home?

"I will find a bigger place." Mu Qian said.This is his relapse.

Ji Jin took the initiative to hold his hand, "I don't like places that are too big." This is the truth, the space between two people doesn't have to be too big.

Mu Qian reluctantly agreed, but seeing his thoughtful expression, Ji Jin probably would look for another house.

The two simply cleaned the house. Before them, someone should have cleaned it, and there was no dust.Ji Jin never thought that he brought all the quilts and the like.

The familiar smell on the quilt cover gave Ji Jin a sense of familiarity with this place.

The two of them tidied up their things together, and it finally felt like home.

With her back arched for a long time and her back a little sore, Ji Jin walked into the bedroom. The bedroom is not very big, but the bed is quite big, and the bed takes up one-third of it.Mu Qian was finishing the finishing work, arranging the bedding, with a serious expression, as if he was doing something important.

Ji Jin walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist, and smiled: "You really feel like a good wife and mother, Mrs. Mu?"

He tidied the quilt, hugged him, and raised his eyebrows, "In the evening, you will know who is Madam."

He intentionally lowered his voice, so provocative as hell, but he was still talking yellow, raised his head, met Mu Qian's deep eyes, and always felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Ji Jin didn't let go, "Then I'll wait." She elongated her voice and gently scratched his back, full of hints.

Feeling that Mu Qian's body was stiff, he heard his hoarse voice, "Don't seduce me now, eat something first, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it at night."

Ji Jin blushed immediately, feeling that Mu Qian's honey juice was bulging, Mu Qian patted his buttocks, and strode away.

Ji Jin opened his mouth, he shouldn't tease Mu Qian, but he has no regrets.

Ji Jin ate more food in order to gather enough energy. Mu Qian's gaze made his scalp tingle, as if he was being watched by a wolf.

Putting down the chocolate, Mu Qian handed him a bottle of water, Ji Jin took a few sips, the water flowed down her graceful neck, Mu Qian stared at the seductive scene calmly, suppressing his desire.

"Are you full?"

Ji Jin looked at his patient face, smiled, nodded, and sat on his lap, "I'm full."

The world was spinning, "It's me now."

Ji Jin hooked his neck, and Mu Qian strode towards the bedroom, unceremoniously unbuttoned, and pressed down, and after a while, there was a depressing sound of slamming in the bedroom.

Completing the great harmony of life again and again, Ji Jin sat lazily on the sofa, Mu Qian rubbed his waist for him, Ji Jin regretted a little, this is the end of teasing him.He was wrong.Completing the great harmony of life again and again, Ji Jin sat lazily on the sofa, Mu Qian rubbed his waist for him, Ji Jin regretted a little, this is the end of teasing him.He was wrong.Thinking of last night, he couldn't help but blushed.

The two were so close, Ji Jin couldn't bear to be angry with him, "Are you still sour?"

Ji Jin squinted at him, "What do you think?"

His eyes were like a small hook, which hooked people tightly, and he pulled the distance between them even further, "On the bed, you asked for it."

Impossible, Ji Jin thought blankly, it seems that last night was indeed like this...

Slowly, the smell of his massaging hands changed, and as he moved down slowly, Ji Jin, who was silent in his own thoughts, realized something was wrong, met a pair of hot eyes, slowly moved down, and glanced at a certain part.

He took his hand in his place, "I want to..."

For meat, a man who has been abstinent for more than ten days is naturally powerful in combat. Ji Jin frowned, swallowed, and finally softened, and smiled, "Just once."

You really can't believe a man's words, Ji Jin thought with a blank expression, not even realizing that he was scolding him.While rubbing his waist, Ji Jin sternly rejected Mu Qian's suggestion to rub his waist. He didn't want to do it again.

Slowly getting dressed and putting on the carrot slippers, Mu Qian is making something, that serious look, forget it, forgive him once today, Ji Jin thought.

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I don't know if it will be locked... I feel like I didn't write meat...