Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Wen Liang felt like his eyes were turning green.

He wanted to look smart, so he forced himself not to stare at the matcha cake on the table.

The man pulled up a chair and sat down.

Next to the small cake.

The hand on the table moved stealthily towards the small plate.

[886: You have to wait for Wan Qing’s consent before you can eat. We must have good manners.]

【Wen Liang: Then can I eat now if I don’t have the manners? 】

【886: Can you be more promising?】

[Wen Liang: If you ask the mall to stock some food, I can immediately become your most promising child]

[886: I don’t have a son as old as you. 006 will be mad at me if he finds out.]

【Wen Liang: Why is 006 angry? 】

[886: Because Luan Zhou will be unhappy]

It does not make sense.

Wen Liang snorted and tapped the table anxiously:

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement?"

Wan Qing put away the butterfly knife.

Qi Heng wouldn't come in during the past few days, he would just stand at the door and take a look.

It was only when he walked in today for the first time that Wan Qing noticed that the man had changed a lot in the past few days. His original ruffian temperament had been suppressed a lot by his cold white skin color.

Qi Heng’s black hair was messy. He was originally handsome, but after it turned white, he looked more fragile.

He seemed calm, but his hands were tapping on the table, his brows were furrowed, and he was looking at him with dissatisfaction and anxiety.

The threatening words sounded like a joke. Wan Qing felt that Qi Heng was really like a kind of sloppy large cat. He looked ferocious, but actually he just opened his mouth and meowed for food.

The disgust that existed in fantasy showed signs of being broken once they came into close contact.

What is Qi Heng like in the fantasy? Angry, vulgar, impatient, with eyes full of dirty desires.

But what about Qi Heng in front of me? She is so understanding, pretty, a little cute, and her eyes are full of... little cakes.

Wan Qing felt that the man was about to shove his face into the cake on the table.

He let down his guard and walked forward. Sure enough, Qi Heng did not make any other moves. It was not an excuse to trick him into coming here.

Wan Qing stopped one meter away from the man and said, "If I give it to you, will you really let my companion go?"

Wen Liang nodded repeatedly: "A gentleman's word is as good as eight horses."

Wan Qing pulled out a chair and sat down: "Then you eat."

The protagonist is really a little angel and a cutie, so easy to talk to. Wen Liang's hands holding the spoon were shaking with excitement.

A bite of the matcha-flavored cream cake feels like it was just taken out of the refrigerator, with a slightly cool, iced taste, dense cream and soft cake.

Even before the end of the world, this was considered a delicious dessert.

He couldn't bear to eat it in big mouthfuls, so he scooped it out in small bites with a spoon, feeling completely happy about the dessert.

Wan Qing just stood aside, staring at Qi Heng quietly.

Qi Heng was wearing a high-necked, black, thin knit top today. His waist was particularly thin, and a pistol was pinned to the black straps tied around his shoulders. He was wearing military pants and a military green jacket casually tied around his waist.

Why is it covered so tightly?

No wonder it turned so white.

Obviously, eating can't stop a man from talking. Qi Heng raised his head and asked Wan Qing:

"Where did you get the cake?"

There was a hint of panic on Wan Qing's clean and pretty face.

One month before the end of the world, he was suddenly able to foresee the future, by chance.

He knew that the end of the world would come soon, and he told the people around him the news, hoping that they would prepare in advance.

Not many people believed him, most of them laughed and said he was a serious fantasist.

His new boyfriend Cheng Wang believed him, but he once again foresaw the future.

In this prediction, Cheng Wang stole his ancestral jade pendant, which was a treasure with built-in storage space.

He hid the jade pendant and prevented Cheng Wang from succeeding. He then spent almost all of his savings, sold his properties, and moved everything he needed for food, clothing, and daily necessities after the apocalypse into the jade pendant.

The space can keep food from spoiling, so the ice creams are still at freezing point, enough for two or three people to live out their lives without worries.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to tell anyone that he had his own space.

Human nature cannot stand the test, let alone in the post-apocalyptic world where supplies are scarce. Survivors will kill each other for a mouthful of uncontaminated water, and will even kill the weakest person in the team when there is no food...

Escaping from the doomsday is a test of humanity.

Wan Qing pursed her lips, her immature face turned red, as if she couldn't find a good excuse.

Wen Liang thoughtfully helped him find one:

"I see. It was given to you by a member of the base who likes you."

Wan Qing looked up suddenly. The man in front of him had eaten half of the cake and pushed the remaining half to him.

The man leaned against the back of the chair, stretched his long legs, stretched comfortably and licked his lips.

Eyes half closed.

This is delicious.

It really looks like a cat.

When he put his hand away, it hit the bottom of the table.

It's a stupid cat.

Wen Liang rubbed his hand bones in pain. Of course he knew about the Wanqing Space Jade Pendant. In the original plot, the jade pendant seemed to have been stolen by the scumbag protagonist.

It seems that he may still be here in Wanqing.

This is a good thing.

Wen Liang was really afraid that the simple and kind-hearted protagonist would be cheated of his jade pendant by someone else again.

He reminded her worriedly, "I am more than ten years older than you. You can call me uncle. I only miss your cake. But if others know about it, they may not miss you for anything."

He thought about it, propped up his arm and asked Wan Qing seriously: "Do you know what is the most precious thing in the end times?"

Wan Qing was still shocked that Qi Heng seemed to know that he had a space, and replied in a dry voice: "Food and water?"

Wen Liang shook his head: "I think it's roses, bright red roses. They were easily available before the apocalypse, but they disappeared after the apocalypse. If they were available, they would be auctioned off by several top psychics at sky-high prices.

Do you know what I mean by this? Anything that is common before the end of the world will bring disaster after the end of the world.

Wen Liang felt that the protagonist was so smart that he should be able to understand what he said. He pointed at himself and waved it in front of the protagonist's eyes to call the absent-minded person back to life:

"Like me, I'm not a good person either. Let me make a deal with you. I'll fulfill my promise today and release one of your companions. I'll release one every day in the future. In exchange, you have to give me something to eat. Anything is fine until all your companions are rescued. How about that?"

Wen Liang felt that he had gone too far.

But he really wanted to eat delicious food, and he could also find a legitimate excuse to release Wan Qing's companions, which was killing two birds with one stone.

Wan Qing couldn't believe that Qi Heng would really let his companion go.

There was no asking him to sleep with him, no asking him to sell himself out.

And...and he clearly knew that he had the space, but he had no intention of taking it away.

However, the 19-year-old boy, who had just become an adult, met someone he couldn't understand for the first time.

Wen Liang stood up by himself:

"I know you're annoying me, so next time I come to your place, take something and leave, isn't that okay?"

Hearing that the man wanted to treat his place as a delivery station and refused to stay any longer, Wan Qing subconsciously retorted: "No."

Wen Liang thought Wan Qing didn't agree to the deal, so he leaned on the table and looked down at the boy: "You have so many delicious foods, why can't you share them with your uncle? I'm not asking you to support me, at most for a month."

Wan Qing didn't dare to look up.

The man was too close to him. He seemed to smell the fragrance on the man, which was clean and pure. He didn't look like a doomsday survivor, but more like a wealthy and noble young master.

The boy raised his eyes. The man in his thirties had smooth and fair skin. He couldn't even see his pores from such a close distance...

Wan Qing heard a voice that didn't sound like his own coming from his chest:

"You can eat here before you leave"

Wen Liang reacted: "Oh, oh, that's fine."

Yes, if you take it out, it will be easy for other people to know about it, and it will be bad to expose the space.

Wen Liang smiled and rubbed the protagonist's light brown hair: "Then uncle is leaving, see you tomorrow"

Wan Qing pursed her lips, her ears turned red, and she buried her face in her arms, not saying a word.

This old man must have changed his tactics in order to get him! Seduce him!

-

Wen Liang made good progress in the next few days. He became closer to the protagonist and ate all kinds of delicious food. He now had hope for life after the apocalypse.

That day he hid in his tent and wanted to look through the mall to see if there were any items that could cure the zombie virus.

The person on the bed suddenly sat up.

Wen Liang received a message from Luan Zhou -

【Luan Zhou: Save me, I @)*,】