Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

But after this, Qing Yan understood in his heart that Wei Mu, who ate the fruit, was still controlled by his reason by appetite.

Qing Yan couldn't say he wasn't disappointed.

In fact, in his original idea, Wei Mu would also turn into a mutated zombie flying around outside after eating the fruit.Now Wei Mu can maintain his human form and have a healthy body, which is enough for him to be satisfied and happy.

After all, if Wei Mu could fly, it would not be easy for him to catch him back. To be on the safe side, he had to break Wei Mu's wings.

Then he will be very distressed.

This is good now, since Wei Mu likes to eat, he will find more food and come back to feed Wei Mu.

Qing Yan leaned over and continued to clean the room, thinking about how to enrich Wei Mu's food, when he vaguely noticed something, looked up, and saw Wei Mu lying on the sofa, staring straight at him.

"What's wrong?" Qing Yan asked strangely.

"Wow!" Wei Mu threatened fiercely, but his eyes did not move away, as if he was studying what Qing Yan was.

Why is it obviously food, but his body refuses to let him eat it.

Qing Yan knew that Wei Mu wasn't rational, maybe he was just staring at him in a daze, but his blood was still excited.

He likes to be stared at by Wei Mu.

It was as if Wei Mu cared about him very much.

With a light cough, Qing Yan subconsciously adjusted the cuffs and skirts, making herself look the best in Wei Mu's eyes.

When Wei Mu lost interest in him and lowered his head to chew on the sofa, Qing Yan went out with a basin to collect fresh snow, so that after the snow melted, there would be clean water for Wei Mu to wipe his body.

When I came back, I saw that Wei Mu fell to the ground again at some point and wanted to stand up, but he was still not familiar with the newly grown legs, and every time he stood halfway, he would fall down again.

Seemingly annoyed, he simply rolled around on the ground, wherever it was dirty, making himself ashamed.

Seeing this, Qing Yan quickly picked up Wei Mu, saw that Wei Mu was still biting and tearing at the sleeves of his clothes that were already covered in dust, sighed, and put him in a clean plastic basin aside.

"Why did you get dirty again?" Qing Yan patiently wiped Wei Mu's face, but Wei Mu threatened him with sharp teeth.

Seeing this, Qing Yan was not afraid, and took off Wei Mu's dirty clothes in a good-tempered manner, and took out the last rainwater to bathe Wei Mu.

He didn't feel anything about Shui Weimu, and when he was sitting in the water, he hugged his knee obediently and let Qing Yan wipe his body.

When Qing Yan helped Wei Mu take a bath in the past, he focused on how to wash Wei Mu without hurting him. Now that Wei Mu's body has grown, he is worried about how to maintain Wei Mu's skin. OK.

Like ordinary zombies, the skin is very fragile.

For example, if they stay in the water for a long time, their bodies will swell and blister, and if they stay in the sun for a long time, their skin will crack and peel.

Now that Wei Mu has finally grown a new skin, he can no longer suffer any harm.

Qing Yan was so worried about Wei Mu that he couldn't stop worrying about it. His eyes fell on Wei Mu's beautiful spine even if he turned into a zombie. Down.

Ah Mu's spine is so beautiful.

I really want to take it apart and store it section by section.

Qing Yan is full of admiration for Wei Mu, it's not that he didn't think about doing something after getting Wei Mu's body, even though Wei Mu is no longer human.

But compared to pure carnal desire, he cares more about "owning Wei Mu".

He wants to have a complete Wei Mu, a Wei Mu who can always be in his vision and by his side.

It would be the best if it could be a living Wei Mu.

Noticing the sharp corner of Wei Mu's elbow, Qing Yan also wiped it twice with a wet towel dripping with water very seriously, and murmured softly, "Amu, what are you planning to grow here?"

Of course Wei Mu ignored him, he was holding the little duck in his hand to play with, listening to the miserable cry of the duck doll, Wei Mu's subordinates kept moving, and from their throats came out an unknown purring sound similar to a cat's purr .

"Are ducks so fun?" Seeing Wei Mu ignoring him, Qing Yan couldn't help hugging him from behind, with an aggrieved tone.

Wei Mu couldn't speak.

If he could talk, he would say that he really liked hearing the screams.

This kind of joy is second only to appetite.

Seeing that Wei Mu still ignored him, Qing Yan vented all her dissatisfaction on the duck in Wei Mu's hand, and stared fiercely, wanting to wring the duck's head off.

It's because Wei Mu really likes to pinch ducks to play, so he didn't do it.

To be on the safe side, Qing Yan guarded Wei Mu in the warehouse for another two days to observe Wei Mu's physical condition.

In order to protect Wei Mu's skin these two days, Qing Yan found a bottle of hand cream from the warehouse, and wanted to take good care of Wei Mu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Mu smelled the hand cream, he felt as if he had been choked, sneezed twice, and then crawled and hid behind the container.

Wei Mu stared at Qing Yan warily from the gaps in the shelves, and at the same time let out a menacing "woo-woo" sound, as if Qing Yan had taken some kind of weapon of mass destruction.

Qing Yan was puzzled, and looked at the production date of the hand cream. It hadn't expired, and the smell was okay. He didn't understand why Wei Mu reacted so strongly.

But Qing Yan wouldn't keep things that Wei Mu didn't like, he threw away the hand cream, and then Wei Mu gradually let go of his hostility and returned to the sofa.

Wei Mu's legs are barely able to walk now, but if there is no Qing Yan watching over him, he would trip over within two steps.

Because of the hand cream thing, Wei Mu became more hostile to Qing Yan, and usually ignored Qing Yan only when he was eating.

When it's time for dinner, Wei Mu sits on Qing Yan's lap without Qing Yan saying anything, pointing to Qing Yan to open the can quickly.

After eating, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

It would be better for the cotton wadding to be gnawed on the sofa to fly around than to let Qing Yan get close to her.

Poor Qing Yan could only be forced to sit in a corner in a daze.

After guarding Wei Mu for two days, Qing Yan made sure that there was nothing unusual about Wei Mu, so he went out to look for food, and then took a look at the changes in the center of the corpse city.

Before leaving, Qing Yan was still very reluctant, leaning against the edge of the door, baba said to Wei Mu: "Amu, I'm leaving?"

Wei Mu turned his back to Qing Yan, without turning his head.

Qing Yan resigned and left.

It was several hours after Qing Yan left the back guard and continued to play with the doll duck in his hand, and realized that he was the only one left in the warehouse.

He looked around, but he didn't see his inedible food. He squeezed the duck's hand suddenly hard, and pulled the doll duck's head off.

Turning over and falling off the sofa, he shook his dizzy head and staggered up, walking around for no purpose.