abyss doomsday

Staring at Lin Youhe's face, Li Jiaojiao said with tea in her mouth: "My sister's cat is so cute, it can really be eaten like me..."

"You seem to be quite voluptuous. You don't have a little bird's stomach, right?" Lin Youhe stroked Little Ju's back without even raising his eyes.

"..." Li Jiaojiao fell silent.

He pinched his arm and looked at Lin Youhe's slender arms.

"You don't have to feel good. What's there to envy if you're so thin that there's only bones left?" Lin Youhe raised his eyes and looked straight at Li Jiaojiao.

Tilting his head, Lin Youhe curled his eyes: "You are very beautiful. It is really unlucky for such a beautiful person to encounter such a doomsday."

"Haha..." Li Jiaojiao felt like she had goosebumps. Lin Youhe's smile was so superficial that it felt like Lin Youhe would explode in the next second.

She put Little Fatty Orange into Li Jiaojiao's arms, lowered her head and stroked Little Fatty Orange's back: "You touch it, it's very good."

After touching Fatty Orange's back, Li Jiaojiao's expression twisted, and then... she hugged Little Fatty Orange and sucked hard.

"Ah!!! I love furry so much! Oh help! So soft! So cute!" Li Jiaojiao moved her little chubby face and opened her mouth from ear to ear with joy.

Fatty Orange meowed in protest and rescued Little Fatty Orange from Li Jiaojiao's arms. Lin Youhe said: "Okay, you go to bed first, I'll go check on Fan Qingyi."

Li Jiaojiao's arms were empty. She looked at Lin Youhe's back and raised her hand to hold Lin Youhe with some shame: "Then...are you two really a couple?"

Sitting on the bed, Lin Youhe turned his head and slightly curled his lips: "What do you think?"

"You don't like him?"

Turning his head, Lin Youhe took a breath, nodded slightly, and said: "But he seems to like me very much... and I can't leave him alone, because he saved me."

"Then will you leave if necessary?" Li Jiaojiao struggled for a moment and then asked.

"This is a false proposition. Don't ask anymore. He can hear it, and I won't answer it." Lin Youhe broke away from Li Jiaojiao's hand, looking like he was running away.

Li Jiaojiao came up with the answer.

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Fan Qingxin stood in front of the sofa and looked at Lin Youhe at the door. He seemed a little helpless: "You don't need to come out, I'm fine."

Walking over, Lin Youhe not only had Little Fatty Orange but also a pillow in his arms, which he placed on the sofa: "Be careful of catching a cold."

He raised his hand and rubbed Lin Youhe's head: "Well, thank you."

Little Fatty Orange jumped out of Lin Youhe's arms, pulling Fan Qingxin and moaning, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had received from Li Jiaojiao.

Lifting the back of Fat Orange's neck, he put it in Lin Youhe's arms and tapped Little Fat Orange's nose.

Lin Youhe looked at Fan Qingyi who showed no dissatisfaction with a guilty conscience. She knew that Fan Qingyi must have heard everything she and Li Jiaojiao said.

"Do you want to take her with you?" Fan Qing raised his lips and raised his eyelashes to look at Lin Youhe who felt guilty.

"...Well, she is quite pitiful. If I don't take her, she might die." Lin Youhe nodded.

Holding Lin Youhe's lowered head, Fan Qingyi looked into Lin Youhe's eyes: "If, I mean, if she was plotting against us and ended up killing me, would you do anything to her?"

Looking directly into Fan Qingxin's eyes, Lin Youhe pursed his lips: "I don't know...Fan Qingxin, I don't know if I can do it...I have never killed anyone..."

Letting go of Lin Youhe, Fan Qingyi nodded: "Okay, I understand, you can go in and rest."

Seeing Lin Youhe enter the room, Fan Qingxin lowered his eyelashes and took out his knife. He had to be careful about this Li Jiaojiao, otherwise even if he died, his Aguai would not be able to escape death.

Fan Qingyi got up early the next morning and looked around. There were not many zombies.

One thing Fan Qingyi discovered is that these zombies are somewhat different from their previous lives. As long as the crystal core is not dug out, these zombies will get up from the ground again and again as if they cannot die. Moreover, the more times the zombies are resurrected, the worse they get. The more flexible it is, the harder the skin will be.

Similarly, the positions of their crystal nuclei are not uniform, but are randomly distributed or even have several crystal nuclei. This greatly increases the difficulty of completely killing zombies. However, fortunately, most zombies' crystal nuclei are still in their brains and In the heart.

The zombie that he hadn't had time to dig out the crystal core yesterday had already gotten up and was dangling around with its head opened.

Lin Youhe came out of the room with Little Ju and Li Jiaojiao following behind. Both of them had already washed up.

The family still had gas tanks and rice at home, so Fan Qingyi made sweet potato porridge and fried some edible shredded potatoes.

This family's home is quite complete, which is convenient for Fan Qingyi.

Looking at the hot dishes on the table, Lin Yuhe was a little surprised and asked in a low voice: "Can we still use gas here?"

"This family uses a gas tank at home, and the gas tank is almost full." Fan Qingyi filled a bowl of rice for Lin Youhe, looked at Li Jiaojiao who followed Lin Youhe, and handed him a bowl.

Li Jiaojiao was extremely shocked, but she didn't show it. Instead, she shyly took the bowl and said, "Thank you, Brother Fan."

Fan Qingyi, who had a cold face, twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Jiaojiao as if he was seriously ill: "If you want to eat, just eat, don't pretend."

Pulling the corner of Li Jiaojiao's clothes, Lin Youhe said: "Sit down, if you say anything else, he will tell you to get out."

Looking down at Lin Youhe, Li Jiaojiao felt a ripple in her heart: Why is this little girl so cute! I want to touch her head!

Sitting next to Lin Youhe, Li Jiaojiao was about to say something about Lin Youhe's green tea, but she swallowed her words as soon as they reached her lips.

All he could say was: "Brother Fan, can you serve me a bowl of rice?" He said that without forgetting to give Fan Qingxin a wink.

"You don't have the skills?" Fan Qing refused.

"..." Made, what a stupid thing!

Taking Li Jiaojiao's bowl, Lin Youhe asked in a low voice: "Want sweet potatoes?"

"Ah? No, no, you don't need to come." Li Jiaojiao quickly picked up her own bowl, filled herself a bowl of rice, and started to cook.

How abominable! So damn gentle and considerate! I'm about to fall! Li Jiaojiao thought viciously.