Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Wolf Boss

Xia Yichu and Zombie Emperor didn't know anything about the fact that the people in this village had decided to murder them again.

But even if they knew, it probably wouldn't have any effect on Xia Yichu and Zombie King.

Aunt Wang brought Xia Yichu and Zombie King to a certain three-and-a-half-story house. According to Aunt Wang, the owner of this house became a zombie after the end of the world, so the house was vacant, and every household in the village was vacant. I have my own room, so this house is usually for foreigners who pass by.

The Zombie Emperor carried Xia Yichu in his arms, and walked into a certain room on the second floor under Aunt Wang's gaze.

Because she had said before that she still had some sour plums there, so Aunt Wang left after watching the two enter the room, saying she was going to get sour plums for Xia Yichu.

Acting requires a full set, Xia Yichu was hugged by the Zombie King and placed on the bed, and after sitting with his back against the pillow, Xia Yichu looked up at the room.

Although this room is not as good as the Zombie Emperor's villa, it is still very clean and tidy.

Except for a bed and two nightstands, the rest of the room was empty.

And it can be seen that this room should be cleaned frequently, and there is no stain on the floor tiles.

The lights lit by the bedside table were yellowish. Such a room might look barren and distressed before the apocalypse, but after the apocalypse, it was a warm haven.

It is easy for people to relax their vigilance and indulge in sleep.

The door was knocked from the outside, Xia Yichu sitting on the bed naturally couldn't open the door, so the Zombie King opened it.

It was Aunt Wang who had just left who knocked on the door.

She held a tray in her hand with a box of sour plums and meals on it.

The Zombie King brought these things in, turned around and closed the door.

After Xia Yichu looked at the things in his hands, he jumped off the bed.

There were simply two dishes on the tray, one vegetarian and the other meat. Xia Yichu looked at the sliced ​​and stir-fried meat, and the nausea that had been suppressed just now came up again.

It made her eye sockets a little red.

The Zombie King paused, and a flame shot out from his hand, directly burning the tray in his hand and the contents of the tray.

After those things were burned, some of the ashes remained on his hands. If there was no one else, after the flames disappeared, a stream of water emerged from his hands, washing away all the dirt on his hands.

After cleaning himself, he walked up to Xia Yichu, stretched out his hand and hugged Xia Yichu with red eyes, Don't be afraid, I'm here.

He spoke bluntly, and returned to Xia Yichu what Xia Yichu said to him when he came in.

Xia Yichu buried her head deeply in his arms, her eyes were slightly red.

From the moment she arrived in this village, she noticed that there was more or less a hostility between the brows of these people.

Especially the three leaders were even more hostile.

Maybe it's because of her practice of spiritual energy. Even if she has never lifted this category, she still knows that it is abnormal for them.

And when he saw the fragrant meat on the table, Xia Yichu didn't know what it was.

Before encountering the system, Xia Yichu was just a 22-year-old graduate who had just returned from studying abroad.

When killing zombies before, she could still persuade herself that the fittest survived, but when faced with the same kind of meat, Xia Yichu couldn't control her nausea anymore.

The end of the world is coming, and human nature and morality are degraded. Xia Yichu can't accept this kind of thing no matter how hard he is.

Xia Yichu nestled in the arms of the Zombie Emperor, tightly grasping his robe with her hands, and it took her a long time to calm down.

I'm sorry I made your clothes dirty. Xia Yichu broke free from his arms with an embarrassed expression.

It's okay. The Zombie King tore off the black robe directly from his body, and burned the black robe clean with a fire.

Xia Yichu was taken aback, blinked, and his eyes fell on him.

Mo Jinli?

Xia Yichu's red lips parted slightly, looking at the young man standing in front of her.

The man standing in front of her, after taking off his black robe, his face that was not covered by anything was not as unsightly as she had imagined before.

Mo Jinli was already exquisite and handsome, except that his skin was paler than ordinary people, nothing else had changed at all.

He is in the same class as Su Qinghuan and is also the same age as Su Qinghuan.

Now he is only about eighteen years old, and has just come of age.

When Mo Jinli was in school, he didn't like talking very much, and he didn't communicate with anyone, and the teacher never took the initiative to ask him to get up to answer questions.

Everyone said it was because he was autistic.

And because of the power of the family behind him, even if he suffers from autism, he will not be bullied at school. On the contrary, people in school will walk around after seeing him.

Although Su Qinghuan and him were the front and back tables, they had no relationship at all before.

That day, Xia Yichu also forgot about it, seeing that the person next to her didn't come to class, she went straight to Mo Jin behind to borrow a pen.

The original owner had very little memory of Mo Jinli, and Xia Yichu only had two encounters with him.

Except for the time when he borrowed a pen in class, when the apocalypse came later, he sat next to him, and was pulled out of the car by himself to drink half a glass of spiritual spring water.

But he didn't expect that he turned into a zombie, and even became the king of zombies.

Thinking about the two-faced relationship between him and him before, Xia Yichu didn't know why, but suddenly felt like laughing.

En. Mo Jinli responded softly, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Xia Yichu's hand and put it into his mouth.

Xia Yichu was taken aback by his action, and instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't match the opponent's strength.

The warm tongue licked her palm lightly, itching.

Xia Yichu's face turned red immediately, she was a little ashamed, she wanted to pull back her hand, but she couldn't break free.

Mo Jinli, don't be like this, it's too dirty. An abnormal blush appeared on Xia Yichu's cheeks, and his heart beat a little faster.

No, it's very clean. Different from Xia Yichu's uneasiness, Mo Jinyi, the person who licked her, had a serious face and a cautious expression, and his long eyelashes fell down, casting a small shadow.

The door of the room was closed, and in the not-so-large room, the yellowish light was dimly lit, illuminating the two figures who were not far away from each other. They were both sitting on the bed, and he was still holding her hand, lowering his head and licking her hand seriously. holding her palm.

This picture, no matter how you look at it, has a bit of erotic taste, but you can't see the slightest from his face.

Xia Yichu bit his lip and turned his head to one side.

It was only after he let go of his hand that Xia Yichu realized that she was just stabbed directly by his own hand, and there was no need for any disinfection at all...