Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

Yu Lan danced with his arms around Mowen's neck, looking very happy.

"Lan Lan, do you remember the time we've been together?" The voice trembled uncontrollably, and Mo Wen held Yu Lan's face and asked cautiously.

He was a little expectant, but also a little scared.

However, Yu Lan raised his eyebrows in confusion, holding Mowen's wrist with a face of doubt.

"Oh?" She shook her head, her eyes flickered twice.

"Have you remembered..."

Mowen lowered his head, inevitably disappointed.

But then he was relieved again.

If Lan Lan thinks of it, he will definitely remember not only the time they spent together, but also the memory of leaving him with Xu Jielin afterwards.

And those memories should never be remembered by Yu Lan...Now he can be content with Yu Lan like this.

Keenly noticed that Mo Wen lowered his head and looked in a bad mood, Yu Lan tilted his head strangely, and dropped a kiss on his forehead on his tiptoe.

"Awen." She stared at the ink text earnestly, calling his name earnestly, her eyes full of trust and dependence.

Don't be sad about things, you are everything to me.

"That's right." Holding Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen buried his head on her neck contentedly and closed his eyes, "That's enough."

Quietly hugging the thin but strong waist of the ink writing, Yu Lan moved the tip of his nose and saw a few white snowflakes faintly.

She raised her head and looked at the falling snowflakes one after another, her eyes gleamed with calm colors rarely, and she was quiet without the slightest ripple.

In her memory, Mowen was standing in front of her and wearing a scarf around her, a scene where they had a snowball fight in the snow, and a scene where they were chasing, laughing, and then lying on the snow together holding hands.

These... are her most precious memories.

"Snow." She couldn't help smiling, her eyes sparkling, "Awen, it's Xue."

Mo Wen's head moved, he raised his head and looked at the heavy snow that suddenly appeared in the sky, and couldn't help but smile.

"Well, it's snow."

Tightening Yu Lan's cloak, Mo Wen leaned down and held her face and asked, "Go back?"

"No." Yu Lan said capriciously.

"Then we will be playing for a while." Standing up and holding Yu Lan's hand, Mo Wen smiled softly, his smile at this time was three points softer than Xue.

Yu Lan opened his hand and followed the flying snow all over the sky, a bright smile appeared on his always stiff face, which was also more dazzling than Xueguang.

"After so long, I can finally take your hand and walk in the snow again." Holding Yu Lan's hand, the slender eyelashes on his slightly drooping eyelids trembled, hiding indescribable joy and Nostalgic.

Looking up at Mo Wen's faintly flushed cheeks, Yu Lan threw himself into his arms mischievously, before saying anything, a arrogant voice suddenly came from a short distance, abruptly ruining the silence between them Warm atmosphere.

"I said, this must be done by the White Envoy base."

Mo Wen looked up at the group of people outside the deep alley a little displeased, pulling Yu Lan and preparing to go back.

But Yu Lan seemed to be very curious about the people outside.

"Lan, there are too many people here, shall we go back?"

Coaxing Yu Lan with extreme patience, Mo Wen's warm hand gently hugged her waist, and it seemed that she didn't intend to give her a chance to refuse.

Fortunately, those people who didn't want to do it in Lan's eyes were really not attractive either. She nodded and cleverly leaned in Mo Wen's arms, letting him pick herself up and walk back.

Peering out his head and looking at the tall woman standing outside, the fiery red light reflected the woman's charming face, causing Yu Lan to squeeze her eyebrows, feeling that her back, which had already disappeared, seemed to faintly aches.

Her eyes suddenly became cold, and murderous intent surged in her eyes.

"Lan?" Rubbing Yulan's head, Mowen put his eyes on her head, so that she could only focus on him, "What's the matter?"

"Woo--" whispered, and Yu Lan dropped a kiss on the tip of Mowen's nose.

Nothing happened, she laughed.

Perhaps it was Yu Lan's killing intent that touched Yu Ruoshui's intuition. She turned and stared at the dark alley beside her. After stepping in without warning, she found that there was no one in the sight.

"Miss, what's the matter?" one of her confidants followed up and asked.

"It's okay." Yu Ruoshui frowned, turned around and walked back to the pile of corpses on the ground.

These corpses either lacked arms or lacked legs. In short, none of them were intact. The piles are like a pile of broken parts, which is extremely infiltrating.

"I said, this must be done by the people at the White Base." Yu Ruoshui crouched down and pointed to the **** pattern on the face of one of the dead bodies. Anyone with a bit of status in it will engrave the pattern of spades and hearts somewhere on their bodies."

"But it can't be concluded that they did it." Wen Xining, who has been standing among the crowd, wrinkled his Zhengtai face and whispered, "The murderer can engrave this on their faces after killing them. pattern."

"Hanyu, you light up the flames at this corpse." said lightly to his confidant. After he did so, Yu Ruoshui said proudly to Wen Xining, "You can take a good look at him. The wound, obviously has a history of a period of time, and it cannot be scratched in the past two days."

Looking at Yu Ruoshui's slightly contemptuous appearance, Wen Xining didn't say anything, but squatted down to examine the wounds of the two corpses on the ground carefully, and then stood up after not finding any problems.

These things should have been done by Qin Feng...

Thinking of the madman's hands and feet being interrupted and unable to move, Wen Xining wished to rush back to choke the madman to death.

"It's okay if you want to strangle me, but you absolutely can't hurt my angel...well, you have to protect the man next to him, have you heard!"

Qin Feng's crazy words echoed in his mind again, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.

He remembered that he couldn't help asking Qin Feng if he didn't hurt the angel zombie he had never seen before. Why couldn't even the man who made him such a dog be hurt.

The answer Qin Feng gave him was even more horrible:

"You idiot, I definitely can't support my angel like this, of course I have to let that man watch for the time being!"

Who the **** is an idiot?

Wen Xining felt that the most terrifying thing in this apocalypse was not these grinning zombies, but the lunatics around him.