Chapter 903: He Always Feels Like I'm Going to Die! 35
But what Qinghui was thinking at the moment, these people didn't know.
Smoke was billowing outside, and it was getting dark.
There is no doubt that it will burn for a while longer, and when it is almost over, I am afraid it will be midnight.
They had already been on the road for a day, so naturally they would not choose to deal with these things in the middle of the night and then rush back immediately.
After a general discussion, Qinghui's security level is in place, and he can see the situation outside, so it is undoubtedly the most suitable place to rest.
So I finally decided to spend the night here, and the next morning, I went to the biological research institute to deal with the rest.
After all, the surrounding area is relatively remote, and few people will appear in this place, and the zombies around here are probably almost cleared by the vines.
This is more reassuring.
After a few words of discussion, and after reaching an agreement, they saw that the owner of the room was coming out of the kitchen, holding a milk carton in his hand.
Looking at the milky white milk foam on the corners of Qinghui's lips, and then at Qinghui's indifferent little face, as if he hadn't done anything, Zhou Yiqing squinted his eyes suspiciously, "Hasn't the milk expired yet?" ”
Qinghui sighed, took another sip in his cup, squinted his eyes, and was a little satisfied, "It's still a month away." ”
The appearance of holding a cup is also strangely cute.
Zhou Yiqing responded lightly, looking at Qinghui's appearance and thinking.
Then he took a tissue from the side, walked up to Qinghui with his feet, raised his hand and rubbed the corner of Qinghui's lips, wiping off the milk foam on the corner of her lips.
Qinghui was wiped squarely, holding the cup in both hands, the tip of his pink tongue subconsciously poked out, licking the corner of his lips.
The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became a little wrong, Wen Yin poked his head and watched cautiously on the side, and Jiang Cheng over there saw this scene and his face darkened slightly.
hesitated for a moment between whether he was killed by the big guy in front of him or waited for him to be killed by Commander Qing when he went back, and then couldn't help but struggle slightly, "Miss, we want to rest here, what do you think?" ”
Qinghui nodded, no opinion, after all, there is nothing she is interested in now, the sun is not good, and the moonlight is also poor, which makes Qinghui more irritable and wants to sleep, but he feels that he is not as comfortable as he was before when he sleeps.
was already decadent and lazy, but now it is even more casual, and I want to find a place to spread salted fish into a cake.
Except for fighting, eating, and colorful black, no one should call her.
Got the approval of the owner of the house, all kinds of things are convenient to arrange, a few people arranged the room, simply ate something, saw Qinghui yawn, raised his feet and walked upstairs.
A few people didn't care.
It wasn't until Jiang Cheng saw that Zhou Yiqing also raised his feet, got up and walked upstairs, knocked on the door of Qinghui's house and entered the door, his eyes were round, and the bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Jiang Cheng: ??? Damn, what do I see??
No, they're still there, can you restrain a little bit???
Jiang Cheng got up, as if he wanted to do something, but in the end, he sat back silently.
And at this moment, in Qinghui's house, when he heard the voice, Qinghui hugged the quilt and got up.