In the President's office.

Yan Mo looked at the cute purple-skinned zombie dyed ink in front of him with a twist, and his eyebrows couldn't help but tremble.

"So, after this person was bitten by a zombie, he was not infected?" Yan Mo tried to clear his mind.

Zhen Xi shook his head and said, "No, obviously Dye Mo has been infected, because his skin has turned lilac, but maybe due to some unknown factor, the virus did not take away his consciousness, but took away his memory." ”

"Oh, so to speak, then he is really a wonderful flower. Yan Mo opened the medicine box, and then said calmly: "But...... Since he has been infected, we cannot rule out the possibility that he will suddenly attack us, and it is better to tie him up to be on the safe side. ”

"No, you don't. Zhen Xi smiled and said: "Look at how well-behaved the dyed ink is now, how can he suddenly attack us~"

Zhen Xi said, rubbed his head on the dyed ink, and the dyed ink frowned a little uncomfortably, and said, "Zhen Xi...... I...... I'm not a child, don't always look at me with an old mother's eyes. ”

"Shhh...... What is Zhen Xi called, do you want to call ...... Sister Zhen Xi. Zhen Xi looked at the dyed ink with a wicked smile.

Dye Mo's face turned red, but he still lowered his head and called softly, "Sister Zhen Xi." ”

"Okay, okay, that's good. ”

"Look, you're still ...... like this" Dye Mo was a little helpless, although he was soft and cute, he also had a little temper.

Yan Mo looked at these two people, and a look of jealousy suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and deliberately touched the medicine bottle on the table to the ground, and then said with a cold face: "Hey, woman, can you have some eyesight, do you think I can take care of this wound by myself?"

"Tsk, I almost forgot that you can't take care of yourself in your life, Lord President, don't move, I'll help you. Zhen Xi pouted and reluctantly came to Yan Mo.

She picked up the vial on the floor and began to treat the wound intuitively, disinfecting it and wrapping it in gauze.

In the meantime, it can be regarded as letting Yan Mo experience what it means to be "life is better than death".

"Shhh...... Can't you stupid woman be light!?"

Dye Mo blinked his big watery eyes and leaned over, and said with a smile: "Wow, I really envy the president, I can actually let Sister Zhen Xi take care of me like this, if I were to be taken care of like this, I would definitely die of happiness." ”

Zhen Xi raised his eyebrows and looked at the dyed ink, who had a lilac beautiful face on top of it, and smiled at Zhen Xi.

Is it an illusion?

Yan Mo glared at the dyed ink next to him, then closed the medicine box heavily, and said, "Only a stupid woman like you would believe in this half-human, half-zombie thing." ”

Zhen Xi laughed dryly, and at this moment, Dye Mo suddenly hid behind Zhen Xi pitifully, and said: "Sister Zhen Xi, this person is so fierce, I haven't seen him at all, why should he murder me." ”

“...... Don't you think the tone of your voice is weird?"

Zhen Xi looked at Dye Mo helplessly, but saw his extremely innocent face.

"Sister Zhen Xi...... Do you think I'm weird? sure enough...... Saying that you don't care about my zombies or anything, it's all a lie to me, right?" Dye Mo said, his eyes quickly turned red, and he seemed to be about to cry in the next second.

No, this is definitely not a little milk dog, this is an out-and-out male green tea!

But even if it is a male green tea, Zhen Xi still can't bear to look at his pitiful appearance, the so-called lover's eyes are out of Xi Shi (fog).

Zhen Xi sighed, and then stepped forward to coax: "No, no, how can it be, dyeing ink is not strange, dyeing ink is the best person in this world." ”

The president seemed to finally get tired of it, he slapped the table and said, "You two are enough! Get out of my office!"

As soon as the eviction order was given, he really got up and drove Zhen Xi and Dye Mo out.

With the door slamming shut, Zhen Xi realized how crooked what he had just said.

"Sister Zhen Xi......" Dye Mo pulled the corner of Zhen Xi's shirt and said, "Am I causing you trouble?"

"No, no, how could it be. Zhen Xi rubbed his ink-dyed head again and said, "Isn't it the president's office, what's rare, how good it is in the corridor, the air is fresh." ”

It was very fresh, after all, the glass was all broken, and the cold wind was blowing slowly, and there was a hint of desolation.

Dye Mo lowered his head and was silent for a while, then opened his hands and hugged Zhen Xi.

"I ...... Although I am cold, I can also be a thing to protect myself from the wind, so ...... How about Sister Zhen Xi hiding in my arms?"

The smile of dyed ink was very gentle, wrapping Zhen Xi's body like a spring breeze.

Zhen Xi's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

Unlike the previous Prince Heng, Prince Heng is a few points older than Dye Mo, and his appearance and body are more mature, and now the person in front of him, except for the lilac skin, is almost exactly the same as Dye Mo.

"You...... We just met, and I tell you, I'm not a good person, don't tease me. Zhen Xi said nervously, but Dye Mo smiled softly.

Tut...... If you can endure this, you are simply not human......

Zhen Xi stretched out his hand to hook the neck of the dyed ink, squinted his eyes and was about to kiss it, but at this moment, the forehead door of the president's office opened with a "bang".

"I forgot that the glass outside was all shattered, so I ......" Yan Mo froze in place as soon as he opened the door.

He looked at Zhen Xi, who was eager to stick together, and seemed to be angry, and said loudly: "What are you two idiots doing?"

"Didn't do anything!" Zhen Xi pushed away the dyed ink and said, "That's it...... It's just that it's too cold outside. ”

Dyed ink's eyes were cold for a moment, and then he immediately regained his gentleness, and said very sensibly: "Yes, we were really cold just now...... The president kicked us out, and we couldn't do anything about it. ”

Looking at the pure face of dyed ink, Zhen Xi fell into deep self-blame.

Did I just want to dye the ink?

He's a poor little amnesiac now, Zhen Xi, how can you do it.

Zhen Xi patted Dye Mo's shoulder and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I was not good just now." ”

"Sister Zhen Xi, let's go in first......" Dye Mo took Zhen Xi's hand without caring and walked into the president's office again.

Yan Mo almost wrote the words "I'm angry" on his face, and his face was so bad.

Dye Mo looked at Yan Mo's face, the corners of his lips hooked up an imperceptible evil smile, and after entering, he said resignedly: "The president seems to be unhappy, if you want to be angry, just come at me, Sister Zhen Xi is a girl, the president must not lose his temper with her." ”