The door had just been opened when they were thinking about exploding, and perhaps the little girl had noticed the picture by the monitor, so in order to prevent them from blowing up the door and disturbing her watching the TV series.

As for taking out the "inhibitors", I'm afraid it's also to not disturb and not to dirty here.

Zhao Musui is very smart, but no matter what the reason, the girl finally opened her mouth to save Xiaohou.

Zhao Musui didn't explain any of this.

"I'm a little hungry."

Hou Rong scratched his head, his eyes shining.

Hungry?

When everyone heard this, they immediately retreated, surprised: "You still want to eat people?!" ”

The memory of him being zombieized just now is still fresh in everyone's memory.

“！！” Hou Rong couldn't remember what he did after losing his mind, so much so that everyone thought so.

He coughed solemnly, "Ahem, I'm hungry, I want to eat, not people!" ”

"Oh."

The crowd seemed a little disappointed, and then took a little dry compressed biscuit from their pocket and handed it over.

"It's cookies again......"

Hou Rong looked at the compressed biscuits, and then looked at the girl who was lying down, and had to say that he was admired.

Waiting for Shi Yao to finish watching this wonderful drama, the tablet was put away by her, and she stood up lazily and prepared to make a self-heating small hot pot to eat.

A little hungry.

"Hey, you haven't left yet."

Seemingly inadvertently opening, Shi Yao finally looked at these people carefully.

Of course, she was not idle.

He took out Yunshi Medicine from the big cabinet and stockpiled a bunch of self-heating small hot pots.

She also tried this for the first time.

I don't know how it tastes either.

If it doesn't taste good, you have to quickly find your own man to cook for her.

"It's a self-heating hot pot!"

Some people recognized it.

As the medicine was taken out and boiled cold, the fragrance quickly came out.

It's so fragrant, and it's really gluttonous!

It's still tomato brisket.

It's so fragrant!

Fragrant fragrant!

The number of important words said countless times is not enough.

Hou Rong ate the dry compressed biscuits in his mouth, and when he smelled the fragrance of the small hot pot, he instantly wanted to cry.

Turning into a zombie is not as uncomfortable as it is now, and I want to cry.

It's too gluttonous.

The biscuits in my hand tasted more like dirt.

Hou Rong stared at the self-heating hot pot on the small table of Shiyao with both eyes, while gnawing on the dry biscuit in his hand, choking and almost choking to death.

The more you smell it, the better it smells.

Even the people who had just eaten the compressed biscuits couldn't help but swallow their saliva and wanted to eat it.

Such a life in the apocalypse has become the most enviable.

No one suspected that she was a zombie anymore.

After all, zombies don't eat cooked food, and their movements are not so casual and sensitive.

The small hot pot smells really good.

[Your Excellency can eat it!] 】

The pickup truck timed the time, and when the time was up, it opened its mouth to remind it, and then it also made a new self-heating hot pot in the space and ate it.

Taste ok.

The taste of the medicine has been raised a little tricky by a certain man.

She thinks it's okay, but others think it's delicious.

"Is this delicious?"

Hou Rong couldn't help it, pulled another bite of biscuits, and then secretly took two steps closer when everyone else was hungry for a small hot pot.

After watching the TV series, Shi Yao returned to normalcy at this time, glanced at Hou Rong who was speaking, and caught a glimpse of other people behind him with their necks stretched out.

"Okay."

Shi Yao took a bite of the brisket, it smelled good, and it tasted good, like the taste of spicy hot.