What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

The skin on the inside of Yang Haiyou's wrist was cold and soft, causing Luo Ze to subconsciously loosen his grip.

"I was just kidding. You reacted so strongly. I heard everyone teasing you like this." Yang Haiyou was startled by her. He put away the teasing on his face and explained gently, "Your name is a foreign name. Calling it like this feels like we've returned to the Middle Ages. I think it's quite interesting..."

"Haiyou." Luo Ze called.

Yang Haiyou's hair fluttered in the wind, brushing against her cheek, and a trace of indescribable sourness passed through her heart.

Yang Haiyou skillfully pulled his hand out and asked with a smile: "What's the matter? Stop pulling and tugging."

Luo Ze stared at her bright and charming smiling face, his throat rolling, but he still suppressed the inexplicable restlessness that rose in his heart.

"It's all right," she said, "let's go back."

Yang Haiyou put her hands behind her back and hummed softly. Luo Ze followed her, his eyes lingering on her flying hair.

They came to the bottom of the black wall, the arch was wide open, and a cheetah was wandering in the aisle inside the arch.

"Ma Zeyang, are you patrolling here today?" Yang Haiyou said.

"Isn't this nonsense? Otherwise, I will go home and play games." The cheetah made a human voice, curled its tail forward, and hooked Yang Haiyou's shoulder, "How about playing with me - Ouch!"

Rose reached out and slapped the troublesome tail with great force, and the cheetah angrily roared threateningly at them.

"Let's go," Yang Haiyou pulled her with a helpless look, "Are you competing with him?"

Luo Ze pursed her lips tightly, and Yang Haiyou's laughter flowed into her heart like a clear spring.

Entering from the south entrance, you will reach Building No. 1. Yang Haiyou plans to go straight ahead: "Then let's say goodbye like this, Luo Ze."

She walked forward for a while and didn't hear Rose's voice.

Yang Haiyou turned around and found Luo Ze standing at the bottom of the building, staring quietly at her receding back.

Yang Haiyou waved: "Bye."

Luo Ze slowly raised his hand and shook it stiffly.

Only after seeing Yang Haiyou's figure disappear from the corner of the building did she lower her head and slowly walk towards the gate of Building No. 1.

As she approached the door of her house, she heard an argument coming from inside.

"You just came back, instead of taking a good rest, you're meddling in other people's business." Kong Lian's low voice revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Why is it called a trivial matter?" Kong Sisi chuckled and said disapprovingly, "Since I am a member of this Yimeng City, I should help Yimeng City deal with unstable factors. Besides, the Governor has already punished me, so Dad, don't teach me a lesson again."

"…Are you going to break your hands and feet again this time?"

"No, it's the hanging sympathy. That person is very miserable."

"Why don't you say you're miserable? Do you have to make yourself suffer?"

"it's okay."

Just as Luo Ze reached out to knock on the door, the door lock opened automatically.

She pushed the door open and saw Kong Lian sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and Kong Sisi leaning against the balcony partition door.

"I'm going to take a shower." Kong Sisi glanced at her and walked towards the bedroom. Luo Ze came to the sofa and looked at Kong Lian: "Uncle, did you quarrel with Sisi again?"

"Isn't this how fathers and daughters get along?" Kong Lian picked up the teacup, his expression much more relaxed. "Besides, you are all adults now, with your own opinions and persistence. There is a generation gap between you and me."

"What generation gap? Anyway, the world's technology cannot develop, and we cannot acquire new knowledge."

Luo Ze sat down with a smile. Kong Lian asked him about the patrol situation in the southern part of the outer city. The two chatted for a while. Kong Sisi had already finished her shower and returned to the bedroom. Luo Ze glanced at the time on the wall, stood up and said, "Then I'll go wash up and rest too. Uncle, you should go to bed early too."

Kong Lian nodded.

There was a small notice on the bedroom door, with a black marker saying "Knock before entering, except Luo Ze", written by Kong Sisi six years ago. The rebellious child's handwriting was very sloppy at the time, but when she wrote this sentence, she wrote it stroke by stroke with great care.

Luo Ze pushed the door open, Kong Sisi stood by the bed, took off the pajamas she had just put on, revealing her slim but well-proportioned upper body.

Luo Ze subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but her movements froze when she saw the bloody scars on Kong Sisi's body. She stayed for a few seconds and locked the door.

Kong Sisi stretched out her fingertips to rub a large tender red scar on her abdominal muscle, her eyebrows drooping coldly. In addition to this scar, there were also criss-crossing scars on her shoulders and chest. They were bright red and it seemed that they had not healed for a long time.

"Why do you have so many wounds? Are they all from this operation?" Luo Ze approached Kong Sisi, his eyes moving back and forth on the scars on her body, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"It's okay. I killed all those beasts anyway." Kong Sisi put on a bra, and her abdominal muscles showed superior contours as she moved. "You go take a shower, I'll take a nap first."

Luo Ze went to the closet to get clothes. Just as she got the nightgown in her hands, someone behind her grabbed her waist tightly and pulled her into his arms.

Kong Sisi's hot breath was close to his ears, and Luo Ze patted her hand: "Aren't you going to rest?"

There was suddenly a weight on my shoulders.

Kong Sisi put the tip of her nose against Luo Ze's neck and shoulder, then suddenly opened her mouth and bit the delicate skin on the slender neck, gently rubbing it with her teeth.

Luo Ze's hand holding the clothes pressed against the closet door, making a muffled sound, and his breathing became a little faster.

"Don't be childish, Sisi..."

The itch on her neck suddenly turned into pain. Kong Sisi used some force, and when she let go, she saw with satisfaction the bright red teeth marks on her skin. Her eyes were very dark and deep.

"It's not like I haven't bitten you before." Kong Sisi snorted, "Don't you want to? We grew up together..."

Luo Ze could feel her warm abdominal muscles against his back, and the fingers holding the clothes slowly tightened. His voice was very gentle: "I mean, I haven't finished taking a shower yet, and you don't mind that I'm sweaty."

"I never dislike you," Kong Sisi let go, her tone suddenly cold, "but what about you?"

Luo Ze turned around and asked puzzledly: "What's wrong with me?"

Kong Sisi said nothing, walked back to the bed and sat down. Luo Ze thought and said, "Go to the North District Clinic to find Haiyou tomorrow and let her help you regenerate your skin, so that there will be no scars."

"It's the same if I cut the scar again myself." Kong Sisi retorted indifferently, "You don't need to worry about it."

Luo Ze took the clothes and left the bedroom. When he opened the door, he turned back and said, "Can't you be a little more nice?"

Kong Sisi let her half-tied hair down, and the light cast a hazy warm glow on her profile, but there was a kind of clarity in her dark eyes that could see through Luo Ze's soul.

"That wouldn't be me, Master Coleman," she said softly.