Zhou Shao of Rebirth

Zhou Heng got dry mouth while talking, got out of bed and drank a glass of water, then raised the glass and asked, "Do you want it?"

Lei He nodded, the brightness of his eyes made Zhou Heng regret it, he searched for a long time but couldn't find a disposable water cup, so he took the cup for brushing his teeth and poured half a glass of water and walked over.

He squinted his eyes and said with a sneaky smile: "You don't taste good like this, why don't you change your human form? It's just us and no outsiders here, so what does it matter if you don't wear clothes?"

Lei He has long been tired of using wolf-style activities every day. Not to mention all kinds of inconveniences, it also affects his self-esteem, and he particularly likes Zhou Heng's sentence "no outsiders". Doesn't this mean that Zhou Heng regards him as an insider? People watched?

Although the term "wife" is somewhat ambiguous, Lei He still likes the feeling of being accepted by humans.

Zhou Heng stared closely at the wolf lying on the bed, his eyeballs remained motionless, for fear of missing an important link.

With a flash of white light, the big wolf who was originally covered in snow and white turned into a tall and strong man, and there was no such little change process as in the TV.

The man was lying on the bed. The two-meter-long bed was straight enough to reach the pillow. Visually, it was close to 1.9 meters. The shoulders were wide and the hips were narrow, and the back waist was sunken. Then there was a firm buttocks and straight long legs. That wheat-colored healthy complexion also made Zhou Heng feel very masculine.

He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and poked the other person's shoulder a few times, his muscles were firm, but his lines were not too exaggerated, definitely the most enviable figure for men.

Lei He reached out and snatched the water glass, not caring what the glass was for. He gulped it down a few gulps, a few drops of water overflowed the corner of his mouth, and slid from his chin down his throat to his chest. Zhou Heng felt hot all over his body, and felt that the man in front of him Body damn sexy.

"Thank you." Lei He returned the cup to him, then pulled the quilt over his waist, sat on the bed and looked at Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng shifted his gaze to his face, and his first feeling was that this man looked quite ordinary, of course, this ordinary was relative to his original idea.

Sure enough, there is a difference between a wolf demon and a vixen, right?

Staring carefully at Lei He's facial features, the eyebrows are thick and dark, the eyes are big and bright, the nose is straight, the lips are thick, and the combined face is very resolute and tough.

This man is very dangerous. Zhou Heng swears in his two lifetimes that everyone he has met, including the cunning Xia Jingzhe, the shrewd Zhao Congming, and his uncle who is second to none in the military, have never met this man before him. Danger.

Even if he's sitting there naked, even with a faint smile on his lips, you can't ignore the blood and wildness in his body.

Lei He grinned, showing a mouthful of healthy white teeth, and shook his hand in front of Zhou Heng, "Hey, I've returned to my soul, are you satisfied with my appearance?"

Zhou Heng came back to his senses, and glared at Lei He angrily, with a moment of fever on his face.

He looked away, coughed dryly, and replied dryly: "It's so-so, that's all."

Lei He touched his face, thinking that his face was quite popular in the military camp at the beginning, but after the apocalypse broke out, people have become accustomed to classifying by strength, and appearance is not so important anymore.

"However..." Zhou Heng suddenly approached Lei He, only ten centimeters away from the tip of his nose, "No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a 30-year-old man. You should say that you are [-] when you go out in the future."

Zhou Heng didn't find it strange that he looked young. After all, monsters are a group of long-lived and eternally youthful guys. Even in a few decades, Lei He will probably look like this.

His heart moved, and he asked tentatively: "Do you have any exercises in your practice?"

Lei He knew clearly what the young man was thinking, but unfortunately, he really didn't.

However, in the late end of the world, many ancient martial arts families gradually grew stronger, and powerful warriors were no worse than supernatural beings.

"People like us are born like this and don't have martial arts..." Looking at Zhou Heng's disappointed expression, Lei He continued: "But I have lived for so long, and I have obtained a lot of martial arts secrets left by the ancients. You have to learn Is it?"

Do you want to learn?This is a question?Zhou Heng nodded immediately, "Yes! Of course!"

"Learning martial arts is very hard." Lei He reminded that batches of masters can only be produced in an environment like the end of the world, and that is because of the pressure of survival.

"Hard work is nothing, this young master will definitely be able to persevere!" Zhou Heng felt that there was nothing in his life that he could not persevere. Could suffering and tiredness be more terrifying than death?

Lei He looked at his delicate skin and tender flesh, and was skeptical about it, but this young man is indeed too weak, he needs to practice hard.

"Okay, then from tomorrow, you get up two hours early every day, and I will teach you slowly." Lei He was born in the military anyway, so it is absolutely no problem to be a good instructor.

Zhou Heng responded very loudly now, and after personally experiencing the perversion of an instructor born in the last days like Lei He, he didn't even have the energy to cry.

Zhou Heng went to the guest room and dug out a set of his father's clothes and handed them to Lei He, "It might be a little too small, so just wear it first, and let sister-in-law Yu measure for you to buy clothes later."

Lei He thanked him, took a look at the clothes, and found that it was a regular suit of shirt and trousers, with a pair of black bullet underwear on top.

"That's mine. It's new. Just wear it." You can't let Lord Wolf Demon be hollow, right?

Lei He took the underwear and unfolded it, looked at Zhou Heng's waist and hips, and then thought about his own, really doubting whether he could wear it.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Zhou Heng frowned. This kind of eyes, which are similar to being despised by men, hurt his self-esteem the most.

"No... just worried that I won't be able to wear it." Lei He replied bluntly.

Zhou Heng rushed over and pulled the quilt off Lei He's waist, "I want to see if you have a tail hidden, how could it be impossible to put it on?"

Lei He raised his hands flat without any resistance, and people who are used to public bathrooms expressed no pressure.

Just seeing Zhou Heng's battered little face, Lei He felt that he was a bit showing off, so he pushed him, wrapped the quilt again, and comforted him: "You are still young, and you will grow again."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he mentioned Zhou Heng, he remembered that they had taken a bath together, and they must have seen everything.

If he had the capital of Lei He, he would watch it after reading it, but... Zhou Heng's complexion turned red and then white, white and green, and he said through gritted teeth: "From today on, you will sleep in the guest room!"