The moment her teeth touched the back of Mo Wen's hand, Yu Lan suddenly opened her eyes, and a helpless look flashed through her turbid pupils. She rolled and rolled into the corner of the sofa and shrank into a ball.

Seeing this, Mo Wen just shook his head and smiled, and picked her up and put it on his legs without caring.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Yu Lan shrank her neck, stretched out her hand and carefully held Mo Wen's arm. Her rough fingertips brushed the place where Mo Wen had bitten just now. Although it was not broken, it was a little red.

She whimpered a few low whimpers from her mouth, and she lowered her head, sounding like she was apologizing.

At first, he didn't understand what Yu Lan meant, but when he heard the guilty whimper, Mo Wen suddenly realized. He gently rubbed Yu Lan's hair, and he smiled and said, "It's okay Lan Lan, you haven't bitten it, I won't be infected."

It felt like I could understand the meaning of Mo Wen's words. Yu Lan carefully glanced at Mo Wen, her head pushed her like a cat, and she whispered a low voice.

If I want to bite you next time, you have to avoid it, it will hurt.

"Blue Lan..." Seeing Yu Lan's carefulness, Mo Wen felt that he was filled with something in his heart, and he wanted to keep it like this.

He pinched Yu Lan's nose and bullied her and sneezed several times. Looking at Yu Lan's wrinkle with a grievance and resentment, Mo Wen laughed and tied her tightly in his arms.

"Lanlan, you are the whole meaning of my life. As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter if I become a zombie."

Perhaps it was because Mo Wen was really fine, Yu Lan huddled in Mo Wen's arms for a while, and closed her eyes so sleepy.

This time Mo Wen did not quarrel at her anymore. After she fell asleep, she put her on the sofa behind her and turned around to pack up her things.

Standing in a very large bedroom, a trace of tangle flashed across Mo Wen's pale face.

He only has one backpack, but he has a lot of things to bring.

The crystal core must be brought, that is blue food.

Well... I have to bring my clothes, and the way back is full of dirt, so he has to always prepare to change into Lanlan's clean clothes.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen spread all the clothes in Yu Lanman's two wardrobes on the bed, and stood in front of the bed and started to pick them up.

This skirt is good, this shirt is OK... Well, these clothes look great when worn on Lanlan.

Mo Wen, who has always been able to remain calm in front of any bloody or fishy scene, continued to worry about these clothes.

Zui Wuye was still shouting everywhere to look for him, but he was so annoyed that he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Finally, he stuffed most of Yu Lan's clothes into his backpack. Looking at the backpack full of crystal cores and clothes, he realized that he forgot to pack food and water.

He stood at the door as stupid as a fool, frowned and thought for a long time before walking to the window and shouting outside, "Zui Wuye!"

"Boss?" Zui Wuye, who had been searching for a long time but couldn't find Mo Wen, felt that he must be hallucinating. He looked at the source of the sound and almost burst into tears when he saw Mo Wen.

My voice was hoarse and my boss finally came to an end...

"Come up." After saying concisely, Mo Wen left the window and walked to the sleeping Yu Lan staring at her sleeping face in a daze.

Perhaps because he became a second-level zombie, Yu Lan's skin now seems to have a little elasticity, not as stiff as before, and it seems that his slightly exaggerated expression is about to crack.

This discovery made Mo Wen's heart suddenly jump. He hugged Yu Lan's waist, which was really not very fleshy, buried his head obsessedly on her neck, and smiled in an intoxicating hoarse tone, "You will get better, Lan Lan."

"We'll come here soon!" When Mo Wen gave the order, Zui Wuye naturally counted the floors and ran upstairs with Xiuqi.

When the two of them ran up, they only saw a table of food, and Mo Wen, who was sitting on the sofa combing a zombie's hair.

"Encourage it all." Mo Wen said lightly without even raising his eyes.

What to pretend? Before Zui Wuye could react, Xiuqi started to put food on the table without saying a word of nonsense, and his hands were extremely neat.

He had to clean up all the food and drink Wuye naturally had nothing to do. He looked around quietly and when he noticed the neatly tidied room, he really felt that he was at home.

The hygiene of this house is definitely not something Yu Lan, the zombie, can only be... I glanced at Mo Wen who was concentrating on combing Yu Lan's hair. It was hard for Zui Wuye to imagine how he would clean the room with an apron and a feather duster.

A chill in his heart, his eyes accidentally fell on the huge backpack at the door, and he said curiously:

"Boss, what's in your bag? It looks quite heavy."

"Crystal core..." When Zui Wuye mentioned his backpack, Mo Wen's face had no expression, but his eyelids trembled. Before he finished speaking, Zui Wuye interrupted him with wide eyes, "Boss, you actually have so many crystal cores? That's so awesome!"

"...and there are clothes." Mo Wen pursed his lips and followed the words he had not finished before, his ears couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"..." It was Zui Wuye's turn to remain silent. He looked at Mo Wen in a vague way, and secretly wondered in his heart whether Mo Wen was so stinky and beautiful before, and that he could not put clothes on his backpack without supplies?

I accidentally noticed Mo Wen's slightly red ears. Zui Wuye only felt that the sky was rolling behind him and his eyes were about to fall off.

Is this...shy?!

The boss who can keep changing his color among the mountain of dead people is actually shy? Is this style not suitable?

Xiu Qi also looked up at Mo Wen, and soon lowered his head and continued to clean up the food, but the corner of his mouth was twitched twice without control.

He can guarantee that the clothes inside the backpack are definitely Yu Lan.

Before the end of the world, he, the perverted man and perverted boss, secretly photographed Yu Lan all day long, and then he couldn't take enough photos of him when he took pictures, so he insisted on buying a lot of clothes of the same style in his room. Of course, he either wore them or put them there to watch.

"Lan Lan likes to wear these, I won't forget it if I buy it."

The reasons Mo Wen gave him were also impeccable.

Fortunately, Mo Wen's embarrassment passed quickly. He tied Yu Lan's hair twice and naturally showed a clean smile. Then, under Zui Wuye's horrified gaze, he walked down the sofa and handed his backpack to him.

"Bound it." He smiled gently, looking very harmless.

Drunk without nights, "..."

Curiosity kills the cat, but the ancients really won't lie to you.
Chapter completed!