Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

"Amu!"

Qing Yan looked up at Wei Mu who had climbed to the top of a tree more than ten meters away to pick apples, and shouted angrily against the falling snow: "Why did you climb such a high place again!"

The current mutated plants are less aggressive. Most of the mutated plants are still tall, but they have also begun to bear fruits that humans can eat.

Zombies would eat them occasionally, but Wei Mu didn't like fruit contaminated.

Most of the fruits that zombies eat have a bloody smell, and the more they eat, the more confused they become.

Wei Mu directly took Qing Yan's yelling as a deaf ear, picked some fruits that humans could eat, and didn't bother to climb down, let go and fell from the tree.

Seeing that Qing Yan Xin raised her throat, she quickly stepped forward and hugged Wei Mu to prevent Wei Mu from falling directly to the ground.

Just as Wei Mu was about to say a few words, Wei Mu stuffed the newly picked apple into his mouth.

"This food is very nutritious, you eat it." Wei Mu said while stuffing it.

Helplessness was written all over Qing Yan's face, he put down Wei Mu, took a bite of the apple, the sour taste almost made his face crumpled together.

So sour!

The sour teeth began to chatter.

But Qing Yan would not vomit the things Wei Mu handed over even if he was poisoned to death, he swallowed with force, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that Wei Mu was holding more than a dozen fruits in his arms, and was about to hand them to him one by one.

Qing Yan: "..."

Maybe it's because of getting used to it, Qing Yan has become so proficient at eating the tenth or so fruits that he swallows them without chewing them.

After Wei Mu fed Qing Yan, he immediately looked at Qing Yan expectantly.

Qing Yan resigned to his fate, took out the beef that had been cut yesterday and buried in the ice and snow, cut a piece and roasted it for Wei Mu to eat.

Wei Mu sat next to him hugging his knees, rubbing his snow-drenched hair back and forth several times.

Seeing Qing Yan hugging him, he giggled and lay down in Qing Yan's arms.

"I want the meat to be half-rare!" He hugged Qing Yan's arm, laughing and commanding.

"Okay, okay, medium rare." Qing Yan didn't know how medium rare is, but he still took out his dagger seriously, and cut a few cuts on the meat side of the barbecue. The meat was still tender, so I passed it to Wei Mu as medium rare.

Wei Mu was barely satisfied, and opened his mouth to accept the feeding obediently.

"Don't you eat meat?" Wei Mu looked at the roasted meat, straightened up a little, tore off a piece with his hands, handed it to Qing Yan and said, "Try it?"

Qing Yan hesitated, seeing that Wei Mu handed it over, he swallowed after thinking about it.

As a result, as soon as the meat entered the mouth, it was full of burnt taste.

He frowned, didn't he expect his barbecue skills to be so poor?

Wei Mu has no sense of taste, but he can't eat anything burnt or not, but Qing Yan can't stand it.

So Qing Yan sat up and cut another piece of meat. This time, he mastered the heat. Although there was no seasoning to remove the fishy smell, he still roasted a piece of delicious barbecue smoothly.

As for the burnt meat just now, Qing Yan cut off the burnt part and gave it to Chen Zhiyu and the others to eat.

When it's time to rest at night, Qing Yan will hold Wei Mu in his arms and live in a newly built cabin. The room is fully furnished, the bed is very soft, and there is a small stove in the corner of the cabin to keep warm.

Wei Mu is not afraid of the cold, but he doesn't want to be cold, and whenever he sleeps, he has to light the small stove lightly.

Qing Yan wiped Wei Mu's body with the collected snow water. Seeing that Wei Mu was embarrassed to take off his pants, he rubbed Wei Mu's head and helped Wei Mu take off.

Wei Mu's clothes are full of snow water from playing everywhere, so the quilt will be wet when he goes to bed.

Wei Mu was so ashamed that he lay naked on the bed, closed his eyes and let Qing Yan wipe his body.

After cleaning Wei Mu, Wei Mu quickly got under the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes looking at Qing Yan.

This time it was Qing Yan's turn to be embarrassed.

Both of them are people who have had sex with each other, but after all, the number of times is still small, and they still feel embarrassed when they are naked.

Especially Qing Yan, who is unreasonable when he does it, and taking off his clothes can kill him.

At this time, his ears were already blushing, and seeing that Wei Mu was still staring at him unblinkingly, as if he wanted to win a round, he sighed, and bravely began to unbutton his clothes.

At the same time, don't forget to talk to distract attention:

"Amu, when winter is over, we'll go to the south and find you a corpse tree for evolution, okay?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to go to the south." Wei Mu blinked, "I feel that the southern plate is very dangerous, even more dangerous than this side."

Qing Yan frowned, "But if your body doesn't evolve..."

Qing Yan is an evolutionary now, the regeneration speed of the body is extremely strong, but the aging speed is getting slower and slower, but Wei Mu's body looks fine now, but if it does not evolve for a long time, the body will be degraded due to the continuous transformation of energy. Exhausted.

"I said I'm fine." Wei Mu raised his head and said, "When I was underground, I ate the plant center, which is a plant that is more refined than the corpse tree. The strength he provided me was enough to maintain the strength of my body. gone."

On the issue of Wei Mu, Qing Yan was not easy to fool around. He took off his shirt, exposing his strong upper body with scars, and while wiping his body with a towel, he said: "I don't believe it. why did not you tell me?"

Wei Mu's eyes fell on Qing Yan's narrow waist, he swallowed a little, stretched out a hand from the quilt, and gently touched Qing Yan's back.

WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooStill warm.

Qing Yan was so sensitive that he almost jumped up.

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan!" Wei Mu seemed to have found a good way to divert the topic. He lay on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and looked like a caterpillar. He looked at Qing Yan pitifully, "I want it."

Qing Yan's ears were burning red, and he replied dryly and dully.

Then he quickly poured the used snow water outside, and hesitantly sat on the bed when he came back.

Wei Mu sat up, grabbed the edge of the quilt and opened his hands, making a posture of wanting to hug, "Ah Yan, it's so cold, come under the quilt."

He disarmed and surrendered in this coquettish manner, stepped forward and hugged Wei Mu tightly, then lifted the quilt and directly pinched Wei Mu's shoulders and rolled into the thick quilt.

When Wei Mu became docile, his body was very soft, like cotton candy that could be kneaded at will.

But his body is not bad in elasticity, but also tight. When Qing Yan was trapped between the mattresses, he could only hug Qing Yan tightly, making a low moan that he wanted to cry but couldn't.

There was the sound of Qingyan's rapid and hot breathing, and he couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling that from his ears to his body, to his limbs, his whole body was about to burn.

"Ah Yan—too fierce."

He whimpered, with a hint of coquettishness, wanting to coax him Qingyan.

"It's what you want." Qing Yan's voice was more aggrieved than his, and there was a sense of satisfaction.

Wei Mu choked.

Immediately annoyed, he gave Qing Yan a bite on the shoulder.

Stupid!

Take a breath, take another breath!

So Qing Yan woke up the next day and saw that his shoulders were covered with tooth marks, big and small, which made him dumbfounded.