Doomsday is not allowed to fall in love gl

Yan Shanrou's eyes became resolute and dignified, as she borrowed her strength again, she walked quickly on the house...

Ten minutes later, she appeared in the slums.

Fortunately, because news of the woman's amputated limbs had spread throughout the slum, no one dared to hang out at night anymore.

Even so, Yan Shanrou could clearly hear human voices, as well as crackling sounds overflowing from certain rooms.

Yan Shanrou was a little embarrassed, because she was concentrating just now and didn't think much about the unlucky estrus, now she is free, listening to the various voices overflowing from her ears, she can feel the creek flowing again from the dry valley slowly flow out.

Craving for someone to fill.

But Yan Shanrou knew that she had to be patient, so she covered her ears and quickly passed this place, and then walked closer to the dark corridor.

sneakily.

Like being a thief.

Yan Shanrou never thought that she would have such a day, and would be so cautious in her room.

The road is not too long, and it takes about two or three minutes to arrive. She tentatively put her ear on the door to confirm that You Shilian was there.

"Sisi."

"Meow meow."

Very well, except for the two pro-beasts, no human movement was heard in the room.

Yan Shanrou breathed a sigh of relief, then took out the key, opened the door, and in the dim light, she saw a snake and a cat excitedly entangled together, until she found her at the door, her eyes aligned, It looks very cute.

Yan Shanrou couldn't help showing a smile, that black cat would always remind her of You Shilian.

What surprised her even more was that a snake and a cat could get along so well.

Yan Shanrou was still in a daze, Lao Wang was sure that it was his master who came, not You Shilian, who had suffered a thousand knives, and seemed very happy. It swayed its elegant figure, and gradually crawled towards Yan Shanrou, "Sisisi."

Yan Shanrou smiled, picked it up again, and threw it outside.

"Meow meow."

The black cat hurriedly chased it out, and just a few steps away, it felt the door close.After the door closed, Yan Shanrou explained without any sincerity, "Sorry, I need to change clothes."

One snake and one cat protested.

Yan Shanrou turned a deaf ear, she looked at the mess in the room, and let out a slight sigh.

It's not that the two pro-beasts who show affection every day are not allowed to come in, but that they are so embarrassed every day.

She had no choice but to resign herself to picking up the old newspaper over there, and first of all, she headed towards the stench.

"Really, I asked Old Wang to teach his daughter-in-law not to defecate casually!" While speaking, she approached the object helplessly, and Yan Shanrou's face froze when she saw it.

It wasn't the trash made by Pharaoh or the black cat, but a human arm.

Yan Shanrou spread the newspaper and wrapped the broken arm with the largest area.

There was a ring on that hand, Yan Shanrou knew that the woman who died today also wore a ring like this.

No need to think about it, she also knew who this unlucky corpse was.But it's too strange for the man in costume to be provocative like this, and the windows and doors haven't changed in any way. How did that man get in?

Yan Shanrou thought about the problem, followed the smell, and quickly found the remaining arms and legs under the bed.

They are all wrapped in fresh-keeping bags, and they seem to want to keep them fresh.As for the arm outside, it may be because Old Wang found out, so he dragged it out and took a few bites.

Weird.

But Yan Shanrou couldn't find a reason for the man in ancient costume to do this for a while, and wanted to show his favor?So I specially lost my snacks?

No, no, no matter how you look at it, the man in ancient costume doesn't look like someone who can use high-tech products of the new century, such as fresh-keeping bags.

Too many assumptions were denied by Yan Shanrou, and she finally decided to throw away the things under the bed.

In order not to let the bad smell persist, she cleaned the room a little, then took off her coat and threw it into the laundry basket.

There are You Shilian's clothes inside.

The two of them never assigned housework, Yan Shanrou easily picked up the clothes and left together.

One is because he really wants to wash clothes for You Shilian, and the other is to cover up the fact that he has soiled that piece of You Shilian's favorite clothes.

Coming out again, it was already past eight o'clock, Yan Shanrou vaguely remembered the recent You Shilian who was very interested in research for some reason, and spent every day in the research institute recently.

As for Zhong Ruohuan, Yan Shanrou glanced at her when passing by, but according to the guard, she still didn't say a word, and she refused to eat anything.

Yan Shanrou could only sigh.

She carried the basket and moved on. As the night progressed, there were more and more rooms where sex happened. Yan Shanrou wanted to cover her ears, but she could only bathe in this sound and calmly go to wash clothes.

The water for washing clothes is underground spring water, dug by the slums themselves. It is clean and slightly sweet. If it is daytime, there may be a queue here, and at night like this, Yan Shanrou is the only one.

Quiet, breezy, extra comfortable.

Yan Shanrou was soaking her clothes. She enjoyed the waiting process very much. When she looked up, she could see the back mountain.

Although she couldn't see those graves, she knew that the group of people who died for the slums must be blessing them.

After a while, Yan Shanrou started to leave, and first started to wash the clothes that were the easiest to clean.

You Shilian's fat times were placed second at the end, and Yan Shanrou would take one of the most important things for a woman very seriously.

The unlucky piece of clothing was placed at the bottom of the list. Although it has been proven that blood is not the source of infection for zombies, but only happens when a wound ruptures or is bitten by a zombie, Yan Shanrou is still very careful.

As she was washing, she couldn't help singing the old song.

zizizi.

Something stepped on the grass and made a sound.

Yan Shanrou heard it, and the rhythm of those footsteps was very familiar.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shanrou smelled the familiar smell of Bai Chi's shower gel again, she quickly hid the dress, pretended nothing happened and continued humming.

She knew that her little elf had come to find her.

Those somewhat cold hands did not successfully cover Yan Shanrou's eyes, she controlled those hands and held You Shilian in her arms.

She couldn't wait to kiss, but felt that she was kissing something strange.