Section 403 Ling Tangyuan
I don't know if he saw through it.
There are some things that cannot be said.
Intense fear may aid digestion. With a terrible thought that suddenly fermented in his mind, Qi Yuanchang casually pulled out his kidney from the corpse next to him and bit it viciously.
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The train is moving at a high speed.
Everything went smoothly.
There were no pursuers, no helicopters in the sky, and trees and buildings swept backwards along the sides of the road, disappearing far faster than the train's passengers paid attention to them.
It was a nice feeling to be in the carriage. The beds in the sleeper compartment are ready-made, and you can lie down and rest as long as you change the clean sheets. This also means that when the virus breaks out, these carriages remain ready to operate.
Zheng Xiaoyue felt very sleepy and climbed into bed early. When Liu Tianming came in, she opened her lazy eyes and found that the man was looking at her soft toes peeking out from under the quilt, wearing flesh-colored transparent stockings. The familiar hands shook it directly. Through the thin stockings, Zheng Xiaoyue has a very comfortable and slippery touch.
It was getting dark.
The departure time was already very late. The station was far from the team's makeshift camp, and it took a lot of time to load supplies. It wasn't until around four o'clock in the afternoon that the train started slowly.
It was a moonlit and starry night. Raindrops began to fall in the sky, and the windows of the car made a "bang" sound. Liu Tianming held Zheng Xiaoyue in his arms, and the two of them silently watched the night outside.
Leaning on the man's solid chest, Zheng Xiaoyue said faintly: "You seem to have changed your mind?" β
A woman's directness has always been accurate.
Liu Tianming slowly stroked her long soft hair and sighed: "We estimate that we will have to walk a long way before we can stop." I didn't want to, but I had no choice. β
"Why?"
"I don't want to be food in someone's mouth, I don't want you to be in danger and I can't do anything."
Liu Tianming explained in a calm voice: "There is no law now, and no police will stand on the side of the weak. If we don't have enough strength, we'll be eaten to the bone. β
Zheng Xiaoyue did not continue to ask.
She remembered the infected bodies she had eaten before.
A very good reason, and a very good reason.
She changed the question: "Is Yang Yanhong still driving?" β
Liu Tianming nodded: "Liao Qiu said that her operation skills are good, and she should be competent." Luo Kuan looked at the front of the car, and looked at the operation manual if there was any problem. It's not like a road on the railway, there is only one train here. β
Zheng Xiaoyue laughed: "Why, Liao Qiu still can't rest assured that his helicopter?" β
"Me too!"
Liu Tianming said as a matter of course: "That plane is very important. It is necessary to replenish weapons and ammunition. The northwest base is too far away, but fortunately, Liao Qiu's ability is special, otherwise, Xie Kun and they would not be able to deal with those murderous corpses in the hotel. β
The speed of the car gradually slowed down.
The night outside the window was still pitch black. The illuminated night view of the city is gone, and may never be seen again. The rain was heavier, and instead of the dots of water on the window panes, they converged into streams and quickly slid down the glass, washing away the dust and mud.
A hint of alertness flashed in Zheng Xiaoyue's eyes: "What's wrong?" What happened? Why park? β
Liu Tianming hugged her shoulders from behind, didn't let go, and comforted softly: "Don't be so nervous, I asked Luo Kuan and them to find a safe place to park temporarily." The view is not good at night, and it is now impossible for a railway ranger to clear obstacles along the way. Sleep well! We'll go when dawn comes. β
This is an indispensable precautionary measure.
Zheng Xiaoyue's whole body softened. A thin layer of pale pink appeared on the soft white face, the watery eyes narrowed slightly, and the eyelashes gently rolled with the glitter of the eyes.
At this time, it is impossible to tell who is more proactive. In short, Zheng Xiaoyue's soft body leaned on Liu Tianming like this. He wrapped his arms around the slightly trembling body with both hands, and his palms reached directly under Zheng Xiaoyue's clothes. The lips slowly kissed from the surface of the long black hair, then moved to the smooth forehead, sliding down in order, firmly covering the bright and ruddy lips.
The gasping voice seems to have substance, and it can be touched warm and moist. There must be an invisible shape, but an attractive magnet between the two bodies. They were firmly sucked in, unable to break free, and there was no need for that, just constantly overlapping and stacking in twisting and intimacy.
The smell of saliva was so familiar, Zheng Xiaoyue turned around in the wildest posture, wrapped her hands tightly around Liu Tianming's neck, extended downward, passed through her shoulders, and inserted it all the way to his waist. The soft lips rub constantly, sucking on each other in the tip of the tongue turning and slippery. The long kiss made both of them feel a little numb in the oral area, and then it slowly let go. Looking at the saliva that was pulled out from between her lips and teeth, hanging down between the two of them, and was coherent and unbroken, Zheng Xiaoyue couldn't help but feel a heat wave rolling up and down her body. She took off her clothes at a very fast speed and went directly into Liu Tianming's arms.
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Xu Liran took a supper, carefully passed through the metal guardrail on the side of the fuel car, and pushed open the door of the locomotive control room.
This was the opportunity he was looking forββββ Luo Kuan was eating in the dining car behind, and Yang Yanhong was the only one in the control room.
She sat in her chair and looked intently at the locomotive operator's manual. The enclosed control room was brightly lit, and every detail of her body was clearly illuminated.
The gray overalls were obviously temporarily put on the body, and it was not a size suitable for Yang Yanhong's petite figure. Seeing Xu Liran coming in, she put down the book in her hand and asked suspiciously, "Xiao Xu, why are you here?" β
Xu Liran unscrewed the lid of the thermos flask in his hand, handed it over with a smile: "Sister Yanhong, you are tired after a busy day, eat something!" β
Yang Yanhong took the thermos flask, and her face suddenly showed surprise and joy.
It was a steaming rice ball, lying quietly in the soup.
It was so unexpected that it was unimaginable. Yang Yanhong couldn't help but open her mouth and asked, "Where did the dumplings come from?" β
Xu Liran's eager gaze never took off Yang Yanhong from the moment he walked into the control room: "I did it." When I was in Chengdu, I got some glutinous rice noodles from the store, and I happened to encounter a bag of "Ling Tangyuan" cores in the supermarket, so I kept it with me. I remember Sister Yanhong, you like to eat sweets, so I made one today when I had time. β
Gray overalls are only worn on the outside for the sake of doing things. Yang Yanhong was wearing a white women's shirt with a very soft cotton material. The temperature in the locomotive control room is around twenty-five degrees, and the combination of stockings and shorts is suitable for this environment. The scene of Zheng Xiaoyue running in high heels in the battle deeply stimulated Yang Yanhong. She is also wearing a pair on her feet, with thin heels stepping on the ground, releasing feminine elegance.
"This ...... Thank you so much. β
In addition to gratitude, Yang Yanhong really didn't just bring something to say to Xu Liran. Holding the thermos flask in both hands, her heart was full of indescribable emotion.
Xu Liran is a new employee in the company. At that time, the virus had not yet broken out, and the world was still spinning according to its normal trajectory. He is very young, he respects himself very much, and he always calls "Sister Yanhong" before and after. There is nothing wrong with this title, Yang Yanhong is indeed nearly a round older than Xu Liran, and her status as the person in charge of the company also takes good care of this diligent young man.
Now, more than half a year has passed since the outbreak of the virus, and the remnants of human civilization are being worn away little by little with time. Food is getting scarce and a lot of delicious things become pictures that will live forever in memory. Especially at this time, on the train, he actually made me a bowl of rice balls with treasured ingredients.
The most ordinary things often have their value when they are most needed.
Xu Liran walked over with a smile, clinging to Yang Yanhong's body, helping her hold the somewhat crooked thermos flask, and said with concern: "Sister Yanhong, the glutinous rice balls will become hard when they are cold, you better eat them while they are hot!" β
When he held the thermos flask from the outside, he directly held Yang Yanhong's hand and used some strength slightly. Although Xu Liran told himself not to panic, it was still a little unnatural when he touched Yang Yanhong's silky skin. He's not good at it, but this is the best chance yet.
Yang Yanhong stirred the rice balls with a spoon, lowered her head, and didn't notice Xu Liran's eyes full of lust and evil.
In this condescending position, all the scenery in Yang Yanhong's open collar has been seen at a glance. The edge of the pink bra exposed lace, and the white and tender **** was squeezed towards the middle by the shoulder straps, showing an extremely deep groove. She didn't notice at all that her seemingly casual body movements inadvertently made **** release a seductive swing with muscle traction, which was enough to shake the mind of any man who saw this scene. Especially the faint body odor that belongs to him in his nostrils also makes Xu Liran's blood boil.
He was reluctant to take his hands off the thermos, but he knew he couldn't go too far. With unspeakable regret, Xu Liran finally touched the back of Yang Yanhong's hand and hurriedly moved away.
The glutinous rice balls taste good, filled with black sesame seeds. Mixed with lard and starch syrup, it is the taste in Yang Yanhong's memory.
"I can't see it, you can still make rice balls."
"The craftsmanship is good! It must be very lucky for any woman to find you as her husband in the future! β
"By the way, have you eaten? Why don't I bring a bowl and eat it together. The dumplings are a bit too much, and I can't eat them all by myself, so it's a pity to have the rest. β
(End of chapter)