Single Dog Ending System

Qin Lang was a little flustered.

After being intimate with Qin Lang, Ling Liang entered the bathroom.Qin Lang had no choice but to pretend that he was an ordinary zombie, instinctively following in the footsteps of the food.

Seeing him coming, Ling Liang said sweetly, "Little sticky bun... come here, my husband will bathe and change your clothes."

Qin Lang looked at Ling Liang's expression, and a chill ran up his spine.Qin Lang restrained his emotions and expressions, looked at Ling Liang with empty eyes, and moved over stiffly.

Ling Liang took out another handcuff, separated Qin Lang's hands and leaned against the bathroom.

The city has indeed lost power, but fortunately the water has not been cut off.Ling Liang filled the bathtub with water, heated the water with supernatural powers, and tested the water temperature while heating: "Baby, are you cold? Your body is cold, but it doesn't matter... Take a bath and you will be warm."

Qin Lang looked at him blankly.

The water temperature is adjusted quickly and is the most comfortable temperature.Ling Liang tore Qin Lang's clothes, after all it was too troublesome for a zombie to undress.

Soon, Qin Lang finally broke up with the suit of clothes that Qin Lang had been wearing for more than a week.

Ling Liang's gaze stayed on Qin Lang's bitten arm for a moment.He touched Qin Lang's unscarred arm, began to wipe Qin Lang's body with a hot and humid towel, and said ambiguously: "Baby is still evolved? It's amazing, the wound has healed. But why didn't you notice where I bit you?" Eliminated? Are you reluctant?"

Ling Liang chuckled twice, and said affectionately: "I really love you, Qin Lang, and I can't bear to part with you..."

Qin Lang's heart suddenly contracted and his whole body became stiff.Taking advantage of Ling Liang squatting down to twist the towel, he lowered his head and looked at Ling Liang complicatedly.

After tidying up Qin Lang, Ling Liang picked up the clothes he had prepared earlier.The villa was bought by the original owner, and the clothes were also prepared in the villa. After that, they didn’t develop much, and they can still wear them now.

Ling Liang held Qin Lang's ankle and was putting on his underwear.Ling Liang rubbed Qin Lang's cold and delicate ankle, and suddenly raised his head to look at Qin Lang with burning eyes: "Bathroom, this position... you can try it later..."

Qin Lang couldn't answer a word.

This is completely different from what he had expected before.He expected that he was a zombie, but he still had certain emotions and memories, which was different from a zombie that could only eat people.But now I am just a zombie that is no different from the outside, and Ling Liang is like a pervert with necrophilia.

At night, Ling Liang locked Qin Lang on the bed and hugged him to sleep.

Ling Liang didn't sleep well. He woke up several times during the night. Every time he woke up, he would check to see if Qin Lang was still by his side. Then he would hug Qin Lang's cold body tightly and talk lingeringly for a while before falling asleep again. go.

Ling Liang fell asleep again, Qin Lang opened his mouth, and took a deep breath through the belt, his light-colored eyes filled with mist for an instant.He took another deep breath and forced back the tears, because Ling Liang seemed to be waking up again.

The next morning, the weather suddenly dropped a few degrees, Qin Lang blinked his eyes that had been open all night, and woke up consciously from a deep sleep.

Qin Lang was tied to the bed, he moved his head, looked out from the window of the bedroom, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and it was foggy, the fog of early winter.

Ling Liang was not in the room, nor in the villa, and his car was gone, as if he had left.

Qin Lang frowned, where did Ling Liang go?He moved his body, hesitating whether to untie himself to catch his breath.

At this moment, there was movement outside, Qin Lang heard it, it was the sound of the car turning off.

It was Ling Liang who came back.

He turned in from yesterday's window, still holding a black bag in his hand.After he entered the house, he glanced back at the door.The door was intact, and there was only one window in the whole villa that was destroyed by him.

He guessed that Qin Lang escaped from the museum all the way here, and after locking the door, he didn't let himself go out, and he didn't let others in.Stop breathing here alone, and start wandering aimlessly here alone.

Thinking of this, Ling Liang put the bag in his hand in the kitchen and immediately went back to the bedroom, and untied Qin Lang.

He touched Qin Lang's face and said distressedly: "Baby, don't be afraid. I won't leave you alone again. I just went out to find food for you. You can get up and eat now, be good."

Qin Lang's hands were locked behind his back, and his mouth was still tied with a belt.Hearing the meal, he had a bad feeling.

Ling Liang left the bedroom, and he followed him to the kitchen, seeing what Ling Liang took out from the bag, Qin Lang's heart started beating wildly.

It was an arm, a human arm.The bright red blood flowed from the broken part, and it could be seen that it was still fresh.

Qin Lang stared at Ling Liang in disbelief as he calmly took that arm and washed it in the sink. If Ling Liang turned his head at this moment, he would definitely find that Qin Lang's chest was heaving violently.

Qin Lang's gaze quickly moved away from that hand, and moved to the double-open refrigerator in the kitchen.Could Ling Liang store the rest of the bloody human flesh and blood in it?

Ling Liang killed someone for him?He's really crazy, he's just a zombie, he won't die even if he doesn't eat, why do he do this?

While Qin Lang's mind was in chaos, Ling Liang had already put his arm on the chopping board, pulled out the knife on the table, and carefully cut off the meat on his arm and put it on the porcelain plate, while the remaining bones were still attached some meat.He thought for a while, and took the knife to chop off from the elbow joint of the arm, trying to cut the arm to a suitable length, so that Qin Lang could chew on it later.Blood foam and bone dregs splashed on Ling Liang's gentle face, the scene was cruel and bloody, extremely horrifying.

But Ling Liang never responded.It seemed that it was not his kind of arm, but a piece of pork bone base that was bought from the supermarket this morning and was prepared to be stewed for Qin Lang.

Qin Lang panicked and completely regretted it.He shouldn't have turned into a zombie, let alone let Ling Liang watch him leave.

Qin Lang with a dull expression was tied up by Ling Liang again, and tied to the dining table and chairs.

The chair is not a wooden chair, but an unknown stone, which is not only heavy but also very strong.

Ling Liang coaxed while tying up: "Be good. I'll feed you. I found the food in the morning, and I was lucky... But I know you're picky. I cut off the places where others bitten, and I washed them just now. It's very clean, you can rest assured to eat..."

Someone else bit it... Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief. It should be that Ling Liang encountered a zombie eating people, killed the zombie and picked up an arm and returned.

It's fine if you don't kill someone for him, no...

etc!If, if Ling Liang hadn't met him by chance, would he still find a living person for him, and then cut off the flesh and blood of that person one by one, and make breakfast for himself?

Qin Lang's breathing was stagnant.

He looked at the back of the person who walked into the kitchen to serve the porcelain plate, it shouldn't be like this, Ling Liang shouldn't be like this... Wake up, Ling Liang, wake up!

Soon, Ling Liang returned to Qin Lang with a plate of meat cut into suitable sizes.

Qin Lang stared at Ling Liang's face with red eyes, which was full of anger.

Ling Liang was not overly surprised, but added: "You are angry, baby. Because you evolved, you know that I am imprisoning you, are you dissatisfied?"

Ling Liang sighed in distress, stroking Qin Lang's face with warm hands, and coaxed: "But, I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, you will run away from me again. I really don't want you to leave me again Yes. Forgive me, please? Look, I have brought you fresh food. If you are still hungry, I will look for it for you later, so don’t be angry with me, okay?”

At this moment, Qin Lang clearly realized that Ling Liang hated him.So even if he becomes the most ordinary zombie, he will lock him up and raise him so that he can never leave.

Qin Lang suddenly rushed towards Ling Liang with a bulky chair, his mouth uttering a "woo hoo", and the sound of "OOC alarm" kept ringing in his head, but he didn't want to watch Ling Liang continue to go crazy.

Ling Liang evaded Qin Lang's sudden attack with the plate, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was not very happy: "Why are you even more angry?"

Qin Lang's eyes were red like blood, and his mouth kept making sounds, but Ling Liang's belt was tightened too tightly, those voices could not be heard at all, it sounded like the low growl of zombies.

The system is in a hurry: "Don't mess up! If you continue to OOC, you will be forced to eject from the world, then your body will really die, and the target person will never be able to meet you again in this world!"

Qin Lang took a few breaths and forced himself to calm down. The OOC alarm was slowly lifted, and his eyes returned to the anger Ling Liang understood.

Ling Liang frowned, and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Qin Lang rushed over again, the porcelain plate in his hand was broken on the ground, and the flesh and blood also fell on the ground, covered with ashes.

Ling Liang looked at the things on the ground, frowned for a while, and then let go, finally sighed helplessly, with a sweet and indulgent tone: "I really can't help you, do you have to eat the freshest?"

Qin Lang's heart was still trembling slightly, when he heard Ling Liang's words, his panic surged up again, and after seeing what Ling Liang put on the table a few minutes later, he could hardly feel his own heartbeat.

A hose, a sharp knife, and an alcohol lamp.Qin Lang's eyes widened as he watched Ling Liang calmly roll up his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms.

Qin Lang panted heavily, just like Ling Liang's reaction when he left Ling Liang, like a dying fish.

No, Ling Liang, don't do that!I beg you!

Ling Liang saw that Qin Lang's eyes were tightly locked on his exposed arm, and he said in such a tone, "It seems that you really like this kind...but the weight may not be too much, after all, you won't let me Die, I have to live..."

A word filled with love and hatred.

Qin Lang was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe, his heart seemed to be crushed by a blade, he tried his best to cover up the great pain and sorrow, he couldn't, couldn't really show it, otherwise Ling Liang would really lose him completely.

Ling Liang was right to hate him.He hated himself now too.A person who tests his lover with life and death is so cruel, so selfish, so irresponsible, so... stupid!

Qin Lang, you liar!If you feel that this is not your world, you can do whatever you want, and you can selfishly treat everything, even life and death, as a game.But have you thought about him?In his eyes, everything here is real, the fiery love, the beating life are all real.In his world, all hope was extinguished, and nothing could be restored, so he had to start deceiving himself and others.

He died, and died with you at the moment you cruelly abandoned him.

So are you satisfied with the answer now?Have you tasted the fruits of victory?

Obviously only, a piercing pain.

Qin Lang raised his head, Ling Liang's arm was on top of his head.The belt that sealed him was finally loosened, and what fell into his mouth and dripped on his face was Ling Liang's warm blood.

Fishy sweet and delicious, but also full of bitterness.

Qin Lang closed his eyes, tried his best to hide the turbulent emotions, only leaked one percent, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Ling... Liang..."

Ling Liang, who was holding the knife to cut off the flesh on his arm, froze suddenly. At this moment, he couldn't even feel the pain.

"What are you calling me?" Ling Liang looked down at Qin Lang, whose face was covered in blood, in a trance. Those glass-like eyes had faded from the scarlet red just now, and looked at him shallowly, with sadness.The beauty is like a picture scroll, so unreal.

Ling Liang's knife fell to the ground, making a crisp sound when it hit the marble floor.He forgot about the new wound on his hand, and let the blood keep pouring out from the wound. He clasped Qin Lang's shoulder tightly with both hands. From last night until just now, his gentle face finally cracked, showing two points of ferocity and ferocity, "You just now What did you say? Say it again!"

"Ling... Liang..." The hoarse voice was like a dead tree branch brushing against a glass window, not a tenth of his original tone.

However, to Ling Liang's ears, it was more pleasant than any other sound.His hands trembled, their palms roughened by a week of intense training.He seemed to have thought of it too, and moved very lightly, caressing Qin Lang's face carefully.If he gets serious, he will crush something—probably a dream.

"You...you still remember me..." Ling Liang opened his mouth, choked his throat, and took a deep breath, as if he had finally come back to life.

Seeing Ling Liang's appearance, no matter how much Qin Lang endured, tears still overflowed his eyes uncontrollably.

Ling Liang seemed a little flustered, and hurriedly wiped Qin Lang's tears with his fingertips, "Don't cry, don't cry... baby, don't cry... no, cry, cry whatever you want, how can zombies cry? You are not, you Not a zombie...you are my Qin Lang, so good, so good..."

Ling Liang laughed and cried like a psychopath.

Qin Lang couldn't bear to look at him, opened his eyes sideways, and lowered his head to look at Ling Liang's wound, he was afraid that his emotions would be as uncontrollable as tears.

Ling Liang's wound was deep, a small piece of flesh was already hanging on his arm, and the blood was still flowing, already wet half of Qin Lang's shoulder.Through the clothes, Qin Lang's shoulders were tingling with heat.

Seeing him bow his head, Ling Liang didn't take his hand away, but brought it to Qin Lang's mouth.It doesn't matter whether Qin Lang is a zombie or not, whether Qin Lang wants to eat his meat or not, it doesn't matter, they live together and die together.He didn't want to be separated from Qin Lang again.

Qin Lang stuck out his tongue and licked Ling Liang's wounds bit by bit.

The delicious blood was licked clean, and the bone-deep wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Liang looked at Qin Lang full of joy.The ability to heal, like Tang Xiaorou, must be that Qin Lang healed himself with the ability before the transformation.

but……

Ling Liang stretched out his hand to touch Qin Lang's carotid artery, but there was no pulse.He put it on Qin Lang's heart and listened again, but there was no heartbeat.Qin Lang's body is still dead, just like a corpse.But he still remembered himself, even if it was a corpse, it was not cold, but brought back Ling Liang's heartbeat with warmth.

Qin Lang looked at Ling Liang's joyful and sad expression, and blinked blankly, his mood had basically stabilized.

Ling Liang also looked at him, his dark eyes were finally no longer dark, there was light inside, and the gentle expression on his face was no longer superficial, the gentleness melted into his eyes, dispelling the slight cold of early winter.

He untied Qin Lang's rope and handcuffs, and hugged Qin Lang heavily into his arms.

[Ding, Ling Liang—favorability +5, current favorability is 95. ]

[Ding, Ling Liang—blackening value -50, current blackening value is 50. ]