The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

Shi Minling's eyes were calm.

This seems to be a common thing in the occupied area of ​​E City.

She told Gu Xingge: "The people in E City... the people in our occupied areas have bad tempers."

She said: "And they hate red moles and tattoos even more."

"Do you have red moles or tattoos?" Shi Mingling suddenly asked Gu Xingge.

"No." He lied. The boy's face was red, his voice was soft, and only his lips were the marks left by his own bite. He subconsciously repeated and affirmed: "No."

I dare not say there is.

Gu Xingge's eyes took in all these thousands of scenes. His eyes were filled with water that he had finally endured, and his eyes were slightly red.

Thinking about it, this is not called the occupied area of ​​E City.

This is called Gu Xingge, who has fallen into a desperate fall zone.

From the moment he arrived in the occupied area, Gu Xingge felt a deep malice that didn't come from somewhere... maybe it wasn't malice... Gu Xingge couldn't describe himself. I have to use words to describe my feelings.

It's like a novice going from a simple apocalypse to a difficult hell mode all of a sudden.

The boy pinched his fingertips, trying to control his trembling fingers.

Shi Minling said: "Brother Xingge, no matter whether this sentence is true or not, I hope what you said is true..."

Her eyes fell on Gu Xingge, staring at those eyes that were trying their best to be steady, and she said softly: "At least in the occupied area... If you have a red mole, I also hope you can treat it." This matter will be hidden forever."

She said with concern and reminder: "After all, in this occupied area..."

Her hand subconsciously touched the butterfly tattoo on her neck again. A bitter smile appeared on that clear and beautiful face, Shi Mingling said: "You have also seen what will happen if you are discovered."

Gu Xingge subconsciously wanted to say that he knew it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the tip of his bright red and moist tongue poked out a little, and his words took a dangerous turn from Gu Xingge.

The moment he was about to say it, he changed his words and said, "Well, luckily I don't have these things on me."

The beautiful young man tried his best to squeeze out a happy smile on his face, and his voice almost trembled, "But thank you for the reminder."

If there is nothing strange about him, his first reaction after hearing this sentence, even if he has poor emotional control, must be a subconscious argument. If Gu Xingge really said that he knew it, he would be completely doomed.

But even if he changed his mind, Gu Xingge knew that it would not be any better at all.

Gu Xingge knew he was doomed.

Gu Xingge closed his eyes tremblingly.

My acting skills are so poor... People must have discovered that I have a red mole as early as the first second I spoke.

He slowly raised his eyelids, and with his heart filled with despair, he saw Shi Mingling across from him as if he believed it. He nodded slightly and pulled a faint smile from his lips: "That's really great."

Gu Xingge: "..." It was probably the rebound after hitting rock bottom. Shi Mingling's reaction gave Gu Xingge some other ideas.

Gu Xingge, who rarely used his cleverness at all, was a little happy and thought in his heart: Could it be said that his acting skills have become better after reading the book? ! So happy.

Everyone present saw through the young man's poor acting skills, but at this moment they all remained strangely calm.

But everyone has different opinions in their hearts.

Huang Mao: "The way the eyelashes are trembling, you can tell there is something in your heart at a glance."

Xiuxiu: "Ah, he is actually better at lying than the puppy I raised before the end of the world."

Dan Ran: "Haha, my brother is really unscrupulous, so he should cooperate."

Fatty: "When I was three years old, I was better at lying to people than he was."

Even if Qi Hanchuan didn't use his eyes to see people, he just listened with his own ears and heard the young man's words.

"The baby's throat is shaking. He must be scared to death."

"I don't know what it looks like when a baby is scared. He must be so cute. I really want to see what my baby looks like now!"

"The baby is right. The baby said there is no red mole on his body, so it must be gone."

The description of the task object at the beginning was silently received by the mate selection brain,

The mate-choosing brain continued without any hesitation:

"It doesn't matter even if there is. My baby is so cute. I believe that my baby won't be a zombie. If it turns into a zombie, I will definitely know it as soon as possible."

He had brought the young boy back with his own hands, and he could encounter him almost every day in the base.

It's true - any changes can be detected long ago.

Qi Hanchuan, who was skilled in using pain to suppress his mate-choosing brain, pressed his fingertips, and at the same time, his brows, his eyes swept over the black coat the young man was wearing, and the trousers covering his legs were covered. Most of it.

And the scene of that pair of slender legs with only soft snowy calves, sitting on the bed where he had slept in the narrow warehouse, flashed through Qi Hanchuan's mind almost unconsciously.

His eyes felt like they were burned. Qi Hanchuan frowned displeased, slowed down his breathing and looked in other directions.

There's something wrong with this brain.

What do you want a little boy to do with his legs? !

Shi Minling paused for a moment before moving forward and said, "We are here. This is your temporary residence in E City."

In this occupied area that has been abandoned.

Qi Hanchuan's team was not the first to come to support.

But it must be the strongest among all the teams supported.

There are several seats on the subway chairs separated by curtains, so people can sleep on them at night.

That is a simple bed.

In occupied areas, most people sleep on one bed above and another on the ground below.

Because of the base owner's status and privileges, they own two carriages, and the second carriage is for the teams coming to support to sleep.

While Shi Mingling briefly talked about the things in the occupied area, he took them to look at the carriages where they would live for the next 20 days.

Everyone saw that there were beddings and other things placed in the carriage. It seemed that people were leaving in a hurry, or maybe the owner was a person who didn't like to tidy up. They were piled up in a mess on the seat of the bench.

Dan Ran's neat short black hair was brushed around her neck, and she looked calm behind her black-rimmed glasses. Dan Ran asked Shi Mingling:

"Are there still the last batch of supporting teams?"