Zhang Lang wanted to scold.

I don't know how to speak.

He didn't know whether to scold the girl for being an idiot or for scolding himself for having a brain pump.

He had thought before that he couldn't be a good person.

In the world before the zombie crisis broke out, being a good person would not necessarily be rewarded, let alone now.

Everything in front of him confirms Zhang Lang's idea of not wanting to be a good person.

Who is to blame for this?

With a wry smile, Zhang Lang looked at his girl like a wolf, "I said, if I want to do something to you, can I do it while you're unconscious?" Can I tie you up like those bad guys? Why would they be stupid and let you go to bed by yourself? ”

The girl was stunned, hesitated a little, and finally took the kitchen knife away from Zhang Lang's neck, but she still held it in her hand.

Relieved, Zhang Lang sat up and rolled his eyes.

He walked aside, took out two bags of ham sausages, handed one to the girl, and opened the other and began to eat.

The experience of saving the girl made him consume a lot of physical strength, and when he woke up, he was hungry.

However, before he could eat a ham sausage, he was stunned to see the girl in front of him like a hungry wolf, gobbling up the whole package of ham sausages, and choking.

Helpless, he had no choice but to take out a bottle of water and hand it to the girl, watching the girl drink all the water in one breath.

Zhang Lang was a little curious, and couldn't help asking: "Doesn't your family run a supermarket, how can you still be hungry like this?" ”

With a cute burp, the girl was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Zhang Lang, but whispered, "When the world crisis broke out, our supermarket was robbed, and there wasn't much left." ”

After recalling it, Zhang Lang remembered.

It seems that there is really such a thing, it seems that just over two months ago, when he was still in the express station looking at the chaos outside, and there was some schadenfreude, then he thought about it, and he was a little embarrassed.

However, when it came to food, he suddenly remembered that when the bad guys killed the girl's parents, they also brought out two cases of water and a large bag of food from the supermarket, which were now placed in the commercial van.

For Zhang Lang now, neither water nor food can be wasted. Don't look at the express station, there are still a lot, but now you can use a little less.

Hurriedly stood up, looked through the door, and looked outside.

He found that there were more zombies around, maybe because of the zombies attracted by the girl's parents and three young people after their deaths, if he went out at this time, he would be torn apart by this group of zombies in minutes, and he could only look at the business vehicles outside with his eyes, and there was no way.

Well, now that there is one more mouth to eat, I don't know how long those foods that were not much will last.

I sighed in my heart, and felt that I still couldn't be a good person!

"Uncle, thank you, I know you're a good person."

The glutinous and sweet voice sounded behind Zhang Lang.

Inexplicably got a good guy card, and he was a little confused.

Uncle?

Is this talking to yourself?

Turning his head blankly, Zhang Lang touched his face.

Looks like you haven't shaved in more than three months, and you haven't washed your face much, right?

Syllable!

Zhang Lang gave himself a slap in the face, when is it, still thinking about this!

The little girl was startled when she saw the 'uncle' fanning herself, and held the kitchen knife tightly in her hand, with a wolf-proof posture.

Rolling his eyes, Zhang Lang decided to clean himself up, at least when he dies or becomes a zombie in the future, he can't be so sloppy.

Endured the heartache, took out a plate, got two bottles of mineral water and threw it in.

Zhang Lang began to wash his face, found another razor and shaved his beard, turned his head under the girl's surprised gaze, and pointed to his face, "Look, I'm only twenty years old, but I'm not an uncle!" ”

The girl's face flushed and she lowered her head, "Yes, I'm sorry." I thought ......"

"Don't think about yourself."

Zhang Lang sighed, "If there are no accidents, we will have to get along for a long time in the future." ”

"My name is Hao Lingling, and I'm fifteen years old this year!"

"Fifteen?"

Zhang Lang squinted and looked at the girl in front of him, not to mention, after a closer look, she was really a girl like a little white flower.

Not only beautiful, but also very quiet and shy, a little shorter, about one meter six or five.

Of course, this is based on Zhang Lang's height of 1.82 meters.

The height of 1.65 meters is not short among girls.

The two began to chat, and they slowly became familiar with each other.

The girl is very well-behaved, very obedient, and very smart, this is Hao Lingling's first impression of Zhang Lang.

In Hao Lingling's eyes, Zhang Lang is an image of an uncle who is too lazy, has few words, and is sloppy.

It was also from this day that Zhang Lang's life became different.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed......

Zhang Lang let go of his hand from the soft ball, woke up in a daze, felt the sleeping person in his arms, and looked at the environment that had become clean and did not have much smell, and he was a little dazed for a while.

He can still remember the first day, when the little thing in his arms wanted to go to the toilet, his face was flushed, he was embarrassed, and finally he could only be embarrassed to facilitate the scene in front of him.

Since then, this girl has been able to take off her pants without changing her face, her face is not red and she is not panting, and she says to take off her pants in front of her, and she takes off her clothes when she says to take off her clothes......

It is said that women are fickle creatures, and Zhang Lang didn't believe it before.

After a month of getting along, he believed.

I don't know that from that day on, the two people who originally slept separately gradually slept in the same bed, leaning on each other, and the relationship became unclear.

Of course, Zhang Lang is not yet a beast to the point of attacking a fifteen-year-old girl.

But it's addictive or something, I did it secretly a few days ago, and now it's blatantly doing it.

The seemingly quiet girl can now pinch her waist, shouting Zhang Lang's 'uncle', scolding and instructing him to do it, clean up the entire express station warehouse, and all the items placed in it are also neatly packed.

Gradually, Zhang Lang felt that the place where he was no longer a simple express station warehouse, but had a taste of home.

A single Wang with 20 years of 'dog age', in today's last days, there is suddenly an extra woman by his side, this feeling makes him a little intoxicated and cherishes it even more.

After kissing the little woman's face in his arms, Zhang Lang sat up.

He knew very well that if he wanted to continue this life, he couldn't go on with nothing.

Food and water are getting scarcer, and if you are alone, you may be able to last for a year.

Now it's two people, and maybe they can't even hold on for half a year.

Whether it's for himself or for the little woman next to him, he has to do something......