Chapter 51 - Mowen before the idiot
The moment when her teeth touched the back of Mowen’s hand, Yu Lan Meng opened her eyes, and her turbid pupils flashed with a panic and she rolled into the corner of the sofa and shrank into a ball.
Mowen just shook her head and smiled when she saw it, and picked her up on her lap without caring.
“What’s the matter?” he asked in a dumb voice.
Yu Lan shrank her neck, stretched out her hand to carefully hold Mowen’s arm, and brushed the rough fingertips over the place Mowen had just been bitten by. Although it was not broken, there was some redness.
There were a few low whimpers from her mouth flat, and she drooped her head, sounding like an apology.
At first, I didn’t understand Yu Lan’s meaning, but Mo Wen suddenly realized when he heard the guilty whimper. Rubbing the blue hair gently, he smiled and said, “It’s okay blue, if you didn’t bite it, I won’t be infected.”
Feeling as if he could understand a little bit of the meaning of the ink words, Yu Lan carefully glanced at the ink words, his head was pushed up like a cat, and he whispered.
Next time I want to bite you, you have to avoid it, it will hurt.
“Blue…” All Jiang Lan’s eyes were carefully seen, Mo Wen only felt that his heart was filled with something, and he wanted to keep it full like this.
Squeezing the tip of Yu Lan’s nose, she sneezed several times when she was bullied. Seeing Yu Lan wrinkling his nose full of grievance and resentment, Mo Wen laughed and tied her tightly in his arms.
“Blue, you are the whole meaning of my life. As long as I can be with you, it doesn’t matter if I become a zombie.”
Perhaps it was really nothing to see Mo Wen, Yu Lan shrank into Mo Wen’s arms after a while, and closed his eyes too sleepy.
This time, Mo Wen didn’t bother her anymore. After she fell asleep, he put her on the sofa behind him and turned around to pack her things.
Standing in the big bedroom, a tangled color flashed on Mowen’s pale face.
He only has one backpack, but he has a lot of things to bring.
The crystal nucleus must be brought, it is blue food.
Hmm… clothes must also be brought. There is dirt everywhere on the way back. He has to be ready to put on clean clothes for Lan Lan at all times.
Thinking of this ink text spreading Yu Lan’s two wardrobes full of clothes on the bed, she started picking and picking while standing in front of the bed.
This skirt is not bad, and this shirt can also be…well, these clothes look good on Blue.
The ink text, which has always been able to face no change before any **** scenes, continues to tangle with these pieces of clothing.
Drunk Wuye was still calling for him everywhere, but he didn’t want to bother about it.
Finally, he stuffed most of Yu Lan’s clothes into the backpack, and looked at the backpack full of crystal cores and clothes, only to realize that he had forgotten to pack food and water.
He stood at the door stupidly like a idiot, frowned and thought for a long time before walking to the window and shouting to the outside, “Drunk without night!”
“Boss?” Zui Wuye, who didn’t find Mowen for a long time, felt that he must be a hallucination. He looked for the source of the sound to see that when he really saw Mowen, he almost burst into tears.
The boss is finally willing to take a head when his voice is so hoarse…
“Come up.” Mo Wen left the window after a brief and concise voice, and walked to the sleeping Yu Lan, staring at her sleeping face in a daze.
Perhaps because of becoming a second-level zombie, Yu Lan’s skin now seems to have a little elasticity, not as rigid as before, as if his slightly exaggerated expression is about to crack.
This discovery made Mo Wen’s heart jump for joy. He put his arms around Yu Lan’s really fleshless waist, obsessively buried his head on her neck, and laughed in that intoxicating husky tone, “You It will be alright, blue.”
“We will come right away!” Hearing Mo Wen’s order, Zui Wuye naturally counted the floors and ran upstairs with Xiu Qi.
When the two of them ran up, they only saw a table of food, and the ink text that was sitting on the sofa combing a zombie’s hair.
“Prepare it all.” Mo Wen said lightly without even lifting his eyes.
What to install? Before Zui Wuye could react, Xiu Qi started loading the food on the table without a word of nonsense, his hand movements were extremely sharp.
There is nothing to do if there is Xiuqi, the food is drunk, and there is no night. He quietly looked around, and when he noticed the neatly cleaned room, he really had the illusion that he was at home.
The sanitation of this house is definitely not cleaned by the zombie Yu Lan. It can only be… I glanced at the Mowen who was combing Yu Lan’s hair, Zui Wuye couldn’t imagine him cleaning the room up and down with an apron and a feather duster. Look like.
There was a chill in his heart, his eyes fell on the huge backpack at the door unintentionally, and he came out very curiously:
“Boss, what’s in your bag, it looks pretty heavy.”
“Crystal Core…” Hearing Zui Wuye mentioned the backpack, although there was no expression on Mowen’s face, his eyelids trembled. Before Zui Wuye was finished, he interrupted him with wide-eyed eyes. , “Boss, you have so many crystal nuclei? That’s awesome!”
“…There are clothes.” Mo Wen pursed his lips, and then he couldn’t control what he had said before, and his ears were a little hot.
“…” This time it was Zui Wuye’s turn to be silent. He looked at the inscriptions vaguely, wondering if the inscriptions were so stinky before, didn’t the backpack contain all the clothes?
He accidentally noticed Mo Wen’s reddish ears, Zui Wuye only felt that the sky behind him was rolling, and his eyes were about to fall.
Is this… shy? !
The boss who can remain unchanging in the pile of dead people is actually shy? Is this style of painting inappropriate?
Xiu Qi also raised his eyes and glanced at the ink writing, and soon lowered his head to continue packing the food, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He can guarantee that the clothes in the backpack are definitely Yu Lan.
Before the end of the world, his idiot + abnormal boss Mowen secretly photographed Yu Lan all day, and then he came back and stared at him. He had to buy a lot of clothes of the same style and put them in his room. Of course he didn’t wear them. Just put it there and watch.
“Lan likes to wear these, I won’t forget it when I buy it.”
The reason Mo Wen gave him at the beginning is also impeccable.
Fortunately, Mo Wen’s embarrassment passed quickly. He pulled Yu Lan’s hair twice, showing a clean smile naturally and naturally. Then, under the horrified gaze of Zui Wu Ye, he walked off the sofa and handed him his backpack.
“Carry it on his back.” He smiled gently, seemingly harmless.
Drunk Wuye, “…”
Curiosity killed the cat, the ancients really didn’t lie to you.