The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Song Jiu stayed in the bedroom all afternoon. It was getting dark and his stomach was growling with hunger. Did Wang forget that there was a human being here?

Just when he was about to run out of energy from hunger, the door opened from the outside, and a plastic bag was thrown on the bed.

Song Jiu didn't dare to touch it and glanced at it timidly.

"Ho ho..."

Wang seemed dissatisfied with his actions. He let out a low growl similar to a warning in his throat, and pointed his sharp nails at the black plastic bag and then at him.

Is this for him?

Song Jiu doubted that the bag contained anything good, but the direct gaze forced him to open the bag. He was already ready to vomit, but his hand touched the plastic bag.

Um? bread?

Song Jiu was so hungry that he quickly opened the bag. It was full of edible food, canned bread and biscuits, and some wine.

This big bag is enough for him to eat for a week.

Song Jiu wolfed down three pieces of bread, and only then realized that there was a human-eating monster next to him.

His back stiffened.

Could it be that what he ate just now was the last supper? Song Jiu was about to cry without tears. Now that he was spitting out the food, could he not eat it?

However, Wang just looked at him coldly, turned around and went out. This was the case for several months. The monster watched quietly as he finished the food and then left.

Song Jiu stayed in the house and only ate without exercising. His cheeks became much rounder and he had some fat on his belly.

Perhaps because Wang had no intention of harming him, Song Jiu gradually lost his fear and even tried to interact with it, just like now.

"Can I touch you?" He tentatively stretched out his hand, but the monster didn't seem to understand human language.

There was a hint of vigilance in the red eyes.

After thinking about it, Song Jiu changed his strategy, reached out and touched his head, then stretched out his hand and repeated it several times until he finally understood the meaning.

The king slowly approached him.

He lowered his head and came closer.

Song Jiu touched his smooth head as he wished. It felt smooth, as smooth as fine silk.

Very nice.

The young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and the sweet laughter showed the master's pleasure.

Wang's ears twitched slightly, feeling that his little snack's voice was really nice.

Fragrant and soft.

It suddenly felt reluctant to eat it, so it stayed in the bedroom that night.

Song Jiu looked at the monster in front of him in shock and fear. His nose felt sour and Jin Doudou fell down: "You...won't you leave? I'm going to sleep."

Why are you suddenly scared again?

The king is a little angry. He likes to see Snacks laughing, but doesn't like Snacks to cry.

I couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

Don't cry.

Wang lowered his head and roared. Unexpectedly, Little Snack cried harder, and his fair face turned red from crying.

It was so anxious that it simply held the boy in its arms without stopping and carefully licked away his tears.

The sharp teeth make contact with the skin every time, with just the right amount of force without causing any wounds.

Song Jiu was so scared that he thought he was going to be eaten, so he cried loudly. He didn't fall asleep until all his tears dried up.

The boy closed his eyes obediently, with thick eyelashes and a rosy face. Perhaps because he had cried just now, there was an attractive red line at the end of his eyes.

Soft, like a delicious little dumpling.

Wang suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and something was about to rush out of his body and explode at any time.

The inexplicable restlessness made him upset.

Zombies don't need to sleep, so Wang just stared at the boy all night.

Song Jiu thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, but he didn't expect that this night would be the most peaceful sleep he had ever had. When he opened his eyes, he saw a wall of flesh in front of him with suspicious water marks on it.

? ?

Song Jiu touched the corners of his mouth and found that he was drooling. His face turned red like a ripe red apple, which was delicious and tempting.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.

Song Jiu quietly wiped the water from the monster's chest.

He raised his head and saw a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at him for a moment. Couldn't everything he did just now be seen?

There is a kind of gangster who is caught doing bad things on the spot. He wishes he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

It's so embarrassing.

Wang blinked. He didn't know what Snacks was doing. He just felt that those little hands were white and tender. It felt so comfortable to touch him, and his whole body felt comfortable.

But slowly, this level of contact couldn't satisfy it anymore. The places touched by those little hands seemed to be on fire, and it evoked a numb and itchy feeling wherever they touched.

The irritable feeling from last night came again, and the color of its pupils changed from scarlet to a deeper dark red.

A longing arose in her body, longing for more intimate contact and touch.

The king buried his head in the young man's neck, and his sharp fangs lingered on the attractive skin, eager to try. It smelled of blood and the pulse of life.

I really want to eat it.

Where Song Jiu couldn't see it, its dark red eyes were filled with cruel pleasure.

Come again?

Song Jiu didn't dare to express his anger. He remained motionless and allowed the monster to move over him. He had not eaten him completely after raising him for several months, so he probably wouldn't eat him now.

It should, it should.

There is an alluring fragrance flowing under the shiny skin, which is white and soft, as flawless as jade. There should not be bite marks here, but other marks should be printed.

Wang felt that he didn't want to eat its little snacks. Another strange desire in his body had far replaced his appetite, making him addicted and unable to stop.

The anxiety inside forced it to do something to vent it, but it didn't know what to do.

The king was in a bad mood.

Suddenly, several gunshots were heard in the distance. It jumped out of the window and disappeared among the tall buildings in an instant.

Song Jiu quickly ran to the window, but saw nothing.

He couldn't help but feel nervous, don't let anything happen. Subconsciously, he prayed that the monster would come back safely.

Dawn base.

Major matters were being discussed in the high-level conference room. The middle-aged man in the main seat frowned, and the captains of the teams below also looked gloomy.

The middle-aged man looked good and looked like an executive in the system. He asked in a serious tone: "The high-level zombies you talk about hate humans deeply, but those monsters have terrifyingly high supernatural powers."

"F City, as one of the most prosperous cities before the end of the world, has the world's top military warehouses, food warehouses, and economic and political trade with foreign countries are all gathered in this valuable location."

"The supplies are unimaginably rich, but unfortunately, they are all occupied by monsters. We have also sent countless people to search for the treasure house, but without exception, all those who went there were annihilated."

"If your friend really encounters a monster, he may be in trouble."

That's putting it mildly, but your friend is actually dead.

Although he was a newcomer, Shi Han sat in the first position on the side of the center because of his powerful fifth-level thunder power, which was enough to show that the top management valued him and their desire for powerful power users.

The man with the handsome face remained silent and did not say another word.

A few drops of blood had soaked into the fist under the table, dripping to the ground along the slender fingers.

Pile into a pool of blood.

Shihan regretted that he had put Xiaojiu in such a dangerous place, and that he had not been able to protect him all the time.

Xiao Jiu, who is so afraid of pain, will definitely blame him for not taking good care of him.

He wanted to see a dead person or a corpse. He didn't believe that Xiao Jiu was dead and wanted to find it himself, but there were too many limiting factors. His mother was old and couldn't stand any stimulation. Besides, he wasn't strong enough. He really had no chance of winning against the Zombie King.

Shihan has never been more eager to become stronger than now.