But she didn't know that Sima Lan didn't miss any subtle and vivid expressions on her face.

And in Sima Chao's eyes, he felt that she was very strange.

She was not scared to death, nor did she cry and plead.

Because there was no restriction on her freedom after entering the room, she actually found a place to sit down by herself, and she didn't see her at all. He also held his cheeks, his eyes were shining, and he looked lively.

I really don't have the consciousness of being food.

"Come here." He looked at Tang Sheng and said.

Tang Sheng was obviously stunned.

Past? Where to? Does he want to eat it now?

On the ship...... Bed ...... Eat?

She would love to ask which way to eat it? Although she doesn't want to either, at least she has to die to understand.

Or eat "like this" and then "like that"?

A bit of a heavy taste is two things at the same time......

For some reason, Tang Sheng's mind came up with a text from many years ago: The whole body of a pig is a treasure.

That's really, fully utilized.

"Don't make me say it a second time." Sima snapped his fingers, and then hooked his index finger back, like calling a puppy.

Tang Sheng had no choice but to walk over slowly, his whole body tense, and he silently recited the creed of sprinkling egg yolk in his heart.

Sima sat chaotically, because of the huge height difference, he was not much shorter than Tang Sheng.

He stared at Tang Sheng for a long time, and suddenly came over.

Tang Sheng hurriedly closed his eyes, turned his face sideways, and sent it to his neck.

After seeing this man's force value, the gap is too big, forget about sprinkling egg yolks, just ask for a quick death.

After death, he is ignorant and unconscious, and he likes to dismantle eight pieces, stir-fry and fry him.

Although the thought of being eaten and finally turned into some residue and discharged is really disgusting, plus shuddering, but people who have experienced the end of the world have seen so many people cannibalism, and their psychological immunity is already very strong.

At least, she was eaten by a tall, clean handsome guy.

Instead of the glazed-eyed, blood-soaked and rotting zombies that stenched on them.

Her flesh would pass through his teeth and tongue, down his throat and into his chest, then melt in his stomach before finally turning into energy that filled every corner of his body.

Her soul followed him from then on, never leaving him.

Sima Chao...... Sima Chao...... You can't get rid of my ...... Give me back my body......

As a heavy lover of supernatural literature, Tang Sheng's mind instantly filled up 800 ghost novels. And this kind of divergent brain hole is also one of the survival skills she honed in the zombie-infested world.

Cranky thinking helps reduce suffering.

Although it didn't make her feel any better, it was more or less a psychological comfort.

However, the expected bite off the neck did not come for a long time.

Tang Sheng quietly opened one of his eyes and saw Sima Chao frowning, as if he didn't know where to speak.

Seeing Tang Sheng peeking at her, he slowly raised his hand and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on her neck.

It was as if she were a work of art and had an irresistible attraction to him.

His fingers were slender and powerful, with well-defined knuckles, and his nails were clean and neat, but his skin was a little cool.

At this time, he carefully touched her, making her feel a little ...... Itchy.

For some reason, large goosebumps quickly spread from the neck to the whole body.

"What are you doing?" She lunged out, trying to dodge.

Sima Lan's brows furrowed slightly, and he casually ripped off her shoulder straps.

Tang Sheng was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged herself to prevent the tablecloth that wrapped her body from slipping down.

"If you want to eat, hurry up, don't engage in these crooked ways." Tang Sheng pulled the tablecloth upward, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Check." Sima was concise and to the point.

"Check what?" Tang Sheng was stunned.

Didn't you check it just now? It's like picking meat on a vegetable market.

"See if you've been bitten or scratched." Sima Ran was calm and indifferent, "In case there is a wound, you will rot." ”

"There are no wounds." Tang Sheng hurriedly said.

Sima Chao ignored it and grabbed her.

Because of his casual movements, he put one hand on her waist, causing her to stand unsteadily, and sat directly on his lap, and the other hand just pressed her chest......

Triangle square fork!

The sensitivity of the female body makes her react violently, almost instinctively with a beautiful standard elbow.

Although then she gasped in pain, felt her elbow hit the wall, and her bones were about to break. But it finally made Sima snort and let go of his hand.

Tang Sheng, who was temporarily freed, was followed by a tumbling, as if these movements were deeply embedded in her genes, and they were naturally used.

But she forgot that she was at the bedside, so she jumped directly onto the bed, and it seemed as if it was her who was in a hurry.

Damn, she didn't even have a quilt on the bed, so she couldn't wrap another layer.

"Oh, will it resist?" Sima Chao turned the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled almost invisibly.

The word "oh" dragged on again, making it seem a little frivolous and contemptuous.

It's as if Tang Sheng's actions are a joke in his eyes.

"As a man, you can't just take off my clothes!" Tang Sheng was already so angry that he was incoherent.

"Forgotten? You're just a piece of meat. Sima Chao reminded coldly.

"Meat is also dignified!" Tang Sheng went back, and felt that he was too nonsensical.

When people are going to eat you, will they take your feelings into account?

"Don't you know that when people are angry, angry or afraid, they affect the autonomic nervous system, the endocrine system, and the flesh is sour. Is that okay? Do you want to eat sour meat? Do you want to eat it? ”

"It's the first time I've seen meat that takes into account the taste of the person who eats it. What is this, dedication? Sima said it seriously, but he was very humorous.

"Since we can't change the facts, it's better to make a good impression on each other." Tang Sheng argued, "Anyway, you have to be eaten, you eat happily, you will at least think of my wonderful taste in the future!" ”

That's right......

Tang Sheng is going crazy, but the literal meaning is right, right?

"So, do you go to the froster yourself, or do I have someone put you in there?" Sima Lan didn't seem to notice the ambiguity in Tang Sheng's words, and only slightly, slightly, slightly, slightly cared about the feelings of meat food.

Tang Shengrou hurriedly shook his hand, "Frozen meat is not delicious!" ”

Anyway, it's already a piece of dedicated meat, so she simply can't care about her reason, and she can say whatever she wants.

"I'm alive, and as long as my heart is beating, my blood will flow. Wounds heal on their own, and life sustains life without wounds. I'm alive, you know? Alive! ”

In a panic, she gritted her teeth, grabbed Sima Chao's hand, and pressed it on her heart.

Actually, ahem, that part, everyone on earth understands it.

Excitement, fear, and eagerness mixed with mixed emotions that gave her adrenaline rush and her heart beating violently and fast.

So, she saw Sima Chao's gaze staring at her hand for a moment, as if the slight vibration attracted him, causing a strange light to flash in his eyes, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

………… The words of the sugar dumplings............

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