Chapter 15 Zombie Breeding Manual (15)

The members of the survivor squad were still outside, and the Great Demon King rummaged through the nearest supplies and pulled out a new piece of clothing that he hadn't worn.

Her most powerful little brother can't be wronged and wear clothes worn by others.

Yun Xia glanced out the window.

The roar of zombies could be heard faintly by the lake.

Although they don't bite, the picture of Shen Qingqing bathing them must be very funny.

The little devil hooked his lips with interest, and then pursed the corners of his lips coldly.

Shen Qingqing's good days are still long.

She didn't let the members of the survivor team get into the car, they were all outside at this time, and Lu Ming didn't even plan to come in, leaning against a tree.

Through the car window, the eyes of the two met, and Lu Ming paused slightly.

There seems to be something complicated in his eyes.

Yun Xia didn't know what kind of eyes he had, maybe it was surprise, maybe a little regret?

After all, Shen Qingqing's charm ability is also limited.

She used to change her clothes every day, and she took a shower and dressed up every day, taking this ability to the extreme, but today due to various things, her clothes were torn and she couldn't change them, and she was forced to call her father, and now she is going to bathe the stinky zombies......

No matter how charming a man's ability is, he can't withstand this kind of tossing of ruining his image.

Her demagogic power had apparently dropped a lot.

The control over these people is not so great.

Lu Ming is also a spiritual ability, so he must have sensed that something was wrong.

Today, she targeted Shen Qingqing everywhere, and Lu Ming didn't say a word for Shen Qingqing.

Probably slowly sobering up, right?

But it's none of her business.

Yun Xia ignored him.

Her little brother is still waiting to get dressed.

The little devil went back with his clothes, and he didn't think that in the past few minutes, there would be any changes inside, so he opened the curtain and walked in.

She didn't see the situation immediately, she lowered her head and tidied up her clothes first, and then raised her eyes casually, and said lazily to Yan Zhuo: "Hey, I'll get you ......"

“……”

However, in the next moment, when she saw the situation in the bathroom clearly, she suddenly lost her voice.

Where are the little zombies in the bathroom?

The little girl's eyes widened and she looked at the picturesque scenery in front of her.

The silver hair still snaked down like moonlight.

But this time it didn't drag out very long.

It hung down only to the man's ankle, and the white ankle was in beautiful bone shape.

The collar of the shirt is soaked, revealing half of the collarbone, which extends to the slender shoulder line.

The snowsuit is soaking wet, revealing the lines of the abdominal muscles.

The long straight legs are very beautiful, as clean as ice and snow, almost like a girl. It's just that the bones are slender, clear and tough, and he is obviously a white boy.

He was standing obediently under the shower with his head down, drops of water running down his long silver hair.

In the cold and indifferent temperament, the gray pupils erected were a little lazy.

Hearing the movement, the man raised his eyes.

His gray pupils were indifferent, and Yun Xia noticed that his face seemed to be slightly pale.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

The fair-skinned young man's long eyelashes blinked lightly, staring at her, the mist staining his eyelashes, lining his originally gray and godless eyes, which seemed to be moisturized.

But his face was expressionless, his pupils were hollow, and after staring at her coldly for a few seconds, he lowered his eyelashes.

The young man's voice was a little low and hoarse, and he sighed softly: "Xia Xia...... I hurt. ”

The pain of bone mutations is unbearable.

The beautiful boy's face was pale, and he was about to reach out and hook the girl's fingers, but he was caught off guard and threw down a pile of clothes, covering his fair face.

Yan Zhuo: "......"