After picking up a system

Ling Jumo and Song Qin no longer just had interactions lying in bed every night. Everything returned to the way it was before, as if what happened before had never happened at all.

Or maybe, originally, nothing happened between the two of them.

Ling Jumo still lives in the Song family.

The people in the Song family also discovered that the couple had been having a conflict some time ago, and now that they have reconciled, they are happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Some people who were originally excited were secretly unhappy. But who cares about them?

……

Song Chen hugged Ling Jumo, and the atmosphere between them was somewhat silent.

Ling Jumo leaned on Song Qi's chest and let his mind go blank.

Song Chen rubbed Ling Jumo's head, waited for her to come back to her senses, and then said, "Your sister said that you are very good, and I think so too."

Ling Jumo didn’t understand, but didn’t want to ask: “Hmm.”

Song Qi suddenly smiled, still with a hint of frivolity in her tone.

Ling Jumo was confused and shook his head.

Song Chen hugged him tighter, and Ling Jumo was completely in Song Chen's arms. From behind, they were just one person.

Song Chen seemed to have prepared herself for a long time. She took a long breath and said, "Ling Jumo, I want to marry you. I want you to marry me. Are you willing?"

Ling Jumo was stunned for a moment. Was this a proposal?

After a long silence, Song Qin was the first to lose control and shook Ling Jumo, but he didn't say anything.

Ling Jumo asked a question: "Ah? What, what?"

Song Qi felt that he had become even more shameless, and he puffed out his cheek: "I said, I want to marry you, will you marry me?"

Ling Jumo: “Oh.”

Song Chen: "Oh what the hell, are you going to marry or not?"

Ling Jumo freed one hand and pressed it directly onto Song Qin's face. Due to the length of his hand, only three fingers touched the person.

Song Qi was caught off guard by the blow and leaned back, but was still hit on the chin.

The force was not light, but perhaps because of the discontinuous movements, there was basically no pain.

But Song Chen was very shameless. He put his head back on Ling Jumo's head and began to groan: "It hurts. You are so strong. Compensate me. If you don't have money, you can compensate me with yourself."

Ling Jumo was silent for a moment: "Let go."

Song Qi said: "Not unless you promise to marry me."

Ling Jumo tried to hold back, but couldn't. He took advantage of Song Qi's inattention and struggled to break away from him. After he was a few meters away from him, he raised his hand to touch the communicator.

Song Qi was forced to lean back, still a little unresponsive, but her eyes were always locked on Ling Jumo. Seeing Ling Jumo raised his hand, she was a little confused. Is this, going to hit me again?

Then I saw Ling Jumo raised his other hand: Hmm? What are you doing?

Then, when the communicator in her hand lit up, Song Qi realized what Ling Jumo had done.

Raising his hand in a daze, Song Qi frowned as he looked at the several thousand extra contribution points in the communicator in his hand.

Although the contribution value here is not much, it is all Ling Jumo has.

Song Qi was a little depressed: "Why? I'm only worth a few thousand. If you can't afford to pay me, just give me your contribution. Besides, I'm talking about money, what do you mean by contribution value?"

Ling Jumo pursed his lips and said, "Contribution points are the universal currency now. I'm not saying you are worthless. Those few thousand are all I can take out now. If you are not satisfied, I will write you an IOU and pay you back later."

Song Qi laughed angrily: "Ling Jumo, do we really need to play dumb here? Can't you just tell me whether you agree to marry me or not?"

Ling Jumo was also angry: "Why do you have to answer you just because you ask me if I am willing or not and don't even give me time to think about it? Are you sick?"

Song Qin was speechless. At the same time, he felt that it was not good for him to ignore this matter.

Getting out of bed to shorten the distance between them, Ling Jumo had no place to retreat and was held in Song Qin's arms, patted on the back and coaxed.

Song Qi always liked to put her head on Ling Jumo, shoulders, head...

A voice approaching her ear said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just wanted to get your approval as soon as possible. Just treat what I just said as a dream. You take your time to think about it, and then I'll make you a big and gorgeous one, okay?"

After saying that, he held the person and shook him.

Ling Jumo didn't say anything, nor did he refuse or agree.

Song Qin took it as her consent and leaned over to give her a kiss.

Ling Jumo didn't have any special reaction after being kissed.

But she thought it was just a matter between her and Song Qin, but she didn't expect that a few days later, the entire Song family was discussing this matter.

She looked so happy, as if Ling Jumo was about to marry her.

Ling Jumo: I never thought about it.

……

An Sixiao worked hard to absorb the crystal core and did not easily go looking for a fight with the Zombie King again.

Gradually, the Zombie King could also feel the subtle gap between himself and An Shixiao. He began to feel a little uneasy.

An Sixiao found that his progress had been very slow recently. No matter how many crystal cores he absorbed, he felt no change.

At the same time, An Sixiao felt his desire for the Zombie King deepened.

The Zombie King was trying to avoid An Shixiao, but he found that he couldn't avoid him. No matter where he was or what he was doing, he could sense An Shixiao's presence.

He has been a zombie for a long time, and of course he had never experienced this creepy feeling when he was a human.

An Sixiao restrained himself and endured for a long time.

But escape is not a solution, especially when escape is not possible.

……

Perhaps it was a relatively sunny day in the apocalypse, and the Zombie King and An Shixiao inevitably met each other.

Looking at the appearance of the Zombie King, it seems that if he still had expressions, he would definitely be terrified now.

The two paralyzed faces met again. This time it was no longer a joke, it was real. Only one could survive...

Apart from this, the two people with facial paralysis did not think of any other results.

The zombie king decided to take the initiative and launch a mental attack on An Shixiao, but perhaps because he had used this tactic too many times, An Shixiao was basically completely immune to it and his movements were not slowed down at all.

A small fireball flew towards him. The Zombie King was a little confused and paused for a moment.

Until the fireball flew in front of him and suddenly exploded, even though the Zombie King had retreated at a very fast speed, one of his arms was still blown off.

As a zombie, he no longer feels any pain, but with a broken arm, it becomes much more inconvenient to move. The zombie king chooses to leave, but will An Shixiao give him this opportunity? The answer is no.

An Shixiao rushed forward quickly, the two of them chasing each other, it looked very harmonious. But in fact, An Shixiao was deliberately letting them win.

It was like a large beast playing with its dying prey.

The Zombie King ran very fast out of instinct, but in the face of a more powerful and irreversible force, this speed was not that fast in relative terms.