Volume 1 Chapter 73 Little Warmth
The sound of a raindrop of clapping came from the closed wooden door, urgent, like a talisman. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The ball covered his mouth and jumped out of the distance, staring at it from a considerable distance, his body was shaking slightly, this mind was flying uncontrollably, Resident Evil, Evil Spirit Castle, Virus Essence。。。。。
The more I thought about it, the more terrible I felt, and I could feel that my legs were a little weak.
The night was gone, and he walked out of the back room, and looked at him like that, as if he didn't care at all about the situation. The girl lay on the back of the night, still sleeping soundly, and there was no sign of waking up, just like when she had just entered the house, hanging her head and blowing bubbles, but the person carrying her was in the opposite direction.
Xiang Lan followed by his side, with a relaxed and comfortable face, and a slight flush, as if he had gone through some thrilling activities, but there was no trace of spring love between his eyebrows, and all he could see was a small bird, with a shy.
The time was very short, and there was no substantial progress between Ye Que and Xiang Lan, but when he was supporting himself, Xiang Lan's lips inadvertently rubbed Ye Que's lips, soft, soft, and with a cold touch, but at that moment, Xiang Lan seemed to realize something, and his pretty face began to flush slightly.
The parted lips made Xiang Lan a little reluctant, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Ye Quan's head was slowly approaching him.
Some scared, some shy, and more expectant.
Looking at Ye Que's face that was getting closer and closer, Xiang Lan bit his lip lightly, as if he had made up his mind, quickly closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly and slowly greeted him.
It's not a brief contact, it's really close together.
Xiang Lan could clearly feel Ye Qian's cold lips.
Instead of being pushed away, some were pressed down and fell towards the bed. At that moment, Xiang Lan's face was flushed, and there was some faint expectation in his heart.
He opened his arms and hugged Ye Quan's head, and stopped the tendency to fall backwards. Xiang Lan, who was a little hot all around, opened his lips slightly, spit out his delicate tongue, and gently slid between Ye Qian's lips, quietly waiting for Ye Que to welcome his entry.
The wood finally opened up, Xiang Lan's heart was full of joy, and the delicate touch of his tongue and lips made Xiang Lan can't help but use his arms slightly, making himself closer to the night shortage.
Ye Que didn't open his mouth, let Xiang Lan's tongue slide around on his lips, and just silently stretched out his hands.
Even a tight hug can't alleviate the night shortage, and he slowly pressed himself to the bed, and he could really feel that the night lack also stretched out his arms to himself.
There is no tight hug, some are still clinging to the warmth.
opened his eyes slightly, and the eyes of the night were also open, but the focus of his gaze did not seem to be on him.
didn't even have time to think, Xiang Lan understood, wood is still wood, and he still hasn't opened his mind, his target is not himself, but his daughter lying in him.
When stretching like this, I had to hug the girl, but it was too close at the beginning, which was a misunderstanding.
Xiang Lan was slightly annoyed, the opportunity was wasted like this? But when I think about it, if it really happens, the stormy version of enthusiasm is hard to guarantee that it won't wake the girl up, maybe it will be embarrassing, and maybe it's the best.
Like a coquette, he bit lightly on the lips of the night shortage, and left quickly. Ye Que was not annoyed, just looked at her with his eyes open.
Her face was even more ruddy, she couldn't stand the lack of stares at night, but she enjoyed it extraordinarily, even if it was just a short time when she bent down to hug the girl, Xiang Lan gently wrapped around her from behind, and her head was attached to her broad back, even if it was only for a moment.
Walked out gently, no matter how light the action was, it also alarmed the frightened ball in the hall, looking at Xiang Lan, who had a crimson face and was more beautiful, with a cold appearance, a strong body of the night short, and the lively and lovely child, even the ball had to be envied, it was really a perfect family.
Even if there are many misunderstandings in the ball, Xiang Lan and Ye Que don't explain anything too much, this is the case now, it doesn't mean that it will be like this in the future, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, maybe it won't be a misunderstanding in the future, this is Xiang Lan's idea.
But Qiu cares about it, it's indeed the occasional girl's name for the night shortage, it's too pampered, and it's so spoiled that she has no rules for her father.
The sudden tapping of the wooden door did not keep the warm scene for too long, but it was particularly harsh at night.
"What? There was a knock on the door. Xiang Lan's ruddy face was questioned, although there was not much stimulation, but the pounding fast heartbeat was still like a deer.
The retention of her feelings and body for too long made her seem particularly shy. Just looking at the slight blood stains remaining on Ye Que's lips could make her shake her lips lightly and lower her head to think about it.
As if finding an outlet, the suppressed emotions were released, and Xiang Lan, who thought she was a mother, was like a little girl like her first love.
Xiang Lan, who didn't get an answer for the night, jumped a little and walked towards the door, "I'm going to open the door, it's so late, who is it?" "That kind of action and magic have to make the ball more suspicious, what are these two things doing in it, how can it be in a short time. The fear in my heart has long been thrown out of the clouds, and my head is full of unhealthy thoughts.
"Here, don't knock." Xiang Lan floated a little excitedly, and the sound was not loud, but it woke up the ball that was still in fantasy.
He never told Xiang Lan what was happening here. The small stimulation caused by a misunderstanding made Xiang Lan too excited, he didn't hear Ye Quan's explanation of the outside situation, and he didn't bother to ask why Ye Que came in to disturb him at such a late hour, but he was very intoxicated with that kiss and hug, and he was always in the nervousness and shyness of the girl in his first love.
The relieved ball pulled Xiang Lan, who wanted to open the door, and the somewhat timid look returned to his face again.
"Don't open it, you can't open it." The ball covered his mouth and almost whispered into Lan's ear, but it attracted the other party's inquiring eyes.
"Zombies?" The huge greetings kept flashing in Xiang Lan's head, and such words definitely had a strong sense of freshness for a busy single mother.
"Do you know about the G virus and the T virus?" The ball scratches its head.
Xiang Lan shook his head.
"Does Resident Evil know?"
Xiang Lan shook his head again.
It's really a bit inappropriate to think too briefly, and to explain something that you can't explain at all that you can't understand.
"Zombies, zombies know." There is no way, the most appropriate and understandable explanation has been released.
Xiang Lan nodded, and with a bang on his palm, his face changed, "You said that there are zombies outside the door." ”
For a moment, as if he understood, his face suddenly turned pale, and he subconsciously shrank his body behind Ye Qian. There were some panicked movements, so nervous that I almost stumbled on the night and threw the sleeping girl on my back to the ground.
Finally explained, the ball brushed the fat palm on his forehead, and with his own professional terms, he could explain clearly, whether this was a problem with his own expression or a problem with the other party's understanding.
"Let's go." Ye Quan's words woke up Xiang Lan and Qiu, who had some thoughts flying, and he could still be leisurely at such a juncture, which was really an amazing psychological quality, except that Xiang Lan was full of excuses to be scared and wanted to squeeze his whole body into Ye Qu's arms.
"Oh." The ball relieved himself, patted his forehead lightly, and looked at Xiang Lan who was half-nestled in Ye Que's arms with a smile on his face, until the other party's face was crimson.
Perhaps, at this time, the two have already left the initial nervousness and fear behind.
The sound of the heavy bolted wooden door grew louder and louder, and even the slight vibration of the door frame on the wall could stir up the slightest trace of dust.
"Quick, get to the back door." The ball under the habitual thinking is very sure that as a traditional farm yard, the back door is one of the indispensable structures.
Soon after, the ball that ran away first walked back with a sad face, and the faint sorrow on his face made people wonder if he was pretending to be such a decadent temperament.
There is no back door, except for the sturdy aisle and the windows sealed by iron railings, there is no way back at all, and the only place that can lead to the outside world is closed by the two wooden doors.
"What to do, what to do?" There was no way back at all, and now the ball had to tense up. The initial worry immediately came back to my heart.
Xiang Lan was still half-nestled in Ye Que's arms, and he didn't move at all from beginning to end, only seeing Qiu scurrying around in the room alone, looking like the end of the world.
Looking at the old houses around him, Ye Que stared at the thick wooden door that was a little dilapidated impartially.
This is the only barrier, and perhaps the only way out.
glanced at the restless ball, and gently picked his chin at the wooden door, the meaning was self-evident.
When the ball saw it, the mission shook his head, and it could be seen from the action of the night that he wanted to go out from the main gate, which the ball didn't want.
Death may not be terrible, but the thought of so many disgusting and frightening non-human species makes me feel cold.
The thought of the disgusting Barra's drooling mouth gnawing at his body made goosebumps on his body like a surging river.
I picked it again, and the head of the ball shook like a rattle.
Jumped lightly again, the ball wanted to pretend not to see, but the night lack of burning eyes came straight over, and the shining temperature was as strong as the sun.
Swallowing his saliva hard, he raised his foot towards the wooden door, perhaps the friction between his shoe and the ground would slow down the ball as much as possible.
With difficulty, he reached out and touched the wooden bolt, and his movements were very slow, as if in slow motion. One of them couldn't help but turn his head to glance at the night shortage, always expecting to change his mind。。。。。。