The night was silent again, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a starry sky.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the corridor of the secretary of the United Nations Headquarters building was full of miscellaneous items, large and small cabinets, chairs and sofas...... Men and women made bunks in the hallway, and although it was the end of summer, the weather in Manhattan was not too cold at night, and they would not get sick if they slept on the floor.

At this time, most of the people had already fallen asleep, and after a busy day, everyone was a little tired, Christine was not in the hallway, he went to Aven's room, and slept in the same bed with Hanny, neither of them had slept yet, and the lamp in the room was still on, and it seemed that they were still whispering.

Because of Christine's appearance, Carey was naturally kicked out and slept in the corridor, Christine and Hanny became the bond between the two groups, because the relationship between the two was so good, although the two sides met for the first time, they were not too rusty.

Aven's room is east-facing, with a view of the East River of the East, and of course, the almost dark New York districts of Queens and Brooklyn.

In the corridor, on the blanket next to the wall, not long after she had just fallen asleep, Maniela subconsciously touched the empty position around her while she was half asleep, and slowly opened her eyes.

The door of Aven's room was open, and there was a pale yellow light and a whispered voice from inside, Christine and Hanny hadn't slept yet, they hadn't turned off the lights, so there was also light in the corridor, and in the dimness, Maniela slowly got up and looked at the north and south sides of the corridor, and in the haze, you could see other people sleeping on the ground or on the sofa or mattress, and there was no figure of Don Quixy.

Maniela picked up the pistol beside her, slowly moved to the blanket, put on her shoes lightly, looked left and right, and stood up.

There was a very slight sound of footsteps in the hallway, not enough to disturb the sleep of the others, Maniela first slowly walked to the door of Aven's room, looked inside, and the two girls sleeping in a bed stopped talking in a whisper and looked towards the door.

"Hey!" Christine smiled at Maniela and whispered softly, waving her hand.

"Rest early, don't sleep too late." Maniela whispered a word of instruction to the inside.

"Know...... Road...... Hoo! Christine whispered to Maniela in an exaggerated manner.

Maniela left the door, looking left and right, as she walked towards the south of the corridor, she was looking for Donji, and after a few steps, she saw that because all the rooms had no windows, so she saw when she walked to the window next to Aven's room, and Donji was standing in front of the window of that room, and the hazy moonlight shone on him through the window, giving Maniela a back that was not too tall but very tall.

Maniela walked in slowly, and Donji, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, heard the movement, turned around and turned back again.

Maniela slowly walked behind Don Guy, wrapped her hands around Don Guy's waist, pressed her chin on Don Guy's shoulder, looked at the night outside the window, and asked in a soft whisper, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"Insomnia, drink some wine, it might be better!" Tang Ji grabbed Maniella's hand around his waist with his left hand, shook the goblet in his hand with his right hand, and whispered slightly, on the edge of the bare window in front of him, there was a bottle of red wine, which he had drunk a small half bottle, and when he spoke, Tang Ji had a faint smell of wine in his mouth.

Maniela tilted her head towards Don Guy, kissed him lightly, and then let go of Don Guy and walked around to Don Guy's side.

"What are you thinking?" Maniela asked with a low smile as she brushed the hair from her forehead.

"Run, run, get out of here, find a good place without zombies, and live well." Tang Ji's tone was slightly exaggerated, and he turned his head and said to Maniela with a smile.

Maniela seemed amused, and raised her hand to cover her mouth slightly.

"Do you want to drink?" Tanguy brought the glass to Manila.

"Thank you!" Maniela naturally took the glass, there was still a small half glass of red wine in it, she shook the glass lightly, looked at the red liquid inside, brought it to her lips and took a sip.

"How long are you going to have a cold war with Monica?" Maniela groaned, swallowed the wine in her mouth, and suddenly asked, she shouldn't have asked this question from her point of view, but strangely, she asked anyway.

"What do you want to say?" Tang Ji turned his head to look at her and whispered.

"I mean...... Actually, she's quite pitiful, you didn't pay attention to her all this day, she has been doing things there, in fact...... I think that if I am her, I will cry, and now every time I have something with you and she sees it, I always feel weird, as if I have done something wrong. Maniela whispered slowly as she held her glass, frowning from time to time.

"Why? What do you have to be sorry for? You're not doing anything wrong. Don Ji asked with a puzzled smile as he looked into Maniela's eyes.

"Because you're the father of the child in her womb, I feel...... It felt like I was stealing. Maniela frowned slightly, shook her head slowly, and after speaking, raised her glass and took a sip of red wine.

"I'm sorry...... Actually, if ......" Don Ji said, he hesitated for some reason, and looked out the window at the starry sky for a long time before turning his head to look at Manila, and said slowly and hesitantly: "I know I'm not a good man...... If...... I mean, if we get to a safe place, a place where there are a lot of people, you should have your own life, a normal life, if you feel like I'm no longer fit for ......"

Maniela turned sharply, hooked Don Guy by the neck with the arm holding the wine glass, kissed Don Guy on the lips, affectionately kissed wet, and pried open Don Guy's teeth with a tongue with the mellow smell of red wine.

After a long time, both of them were breathing a little short, and Maniela let go of Tang Ji

"Don't say it, I didn't mean that." Maniela looked at Tang Ji's eyes, shook her head and said, she knew that Tang Ji had misunderstood what she meant, and paused and said: "I just think, Monica, since she already knows that she is wrong, you should treat her well, she should be taken care of, you know what I mean, you know...... I don't mind her existence, I just hope she doesn't mind me too, you can be nice to her, like to me. ”

What Maniela said before, the reason why she felt that way was because she felt that if she wasn't caught in the middle, Don Ji would definitely go to coax Monica, so she felt very uncomfortable now, she didn't vomit or feel unhappy, she knew that Don Ji would definitely be responsible for Monica, and the Cold War would eventually end, it was just a matter of time, and she was close to Don Ji during the Cold War between Monica and Don Ji, which obviously would stimulate Monica.

Maniela is actually a little scared in her heart, Monica has left a shadow in her heart, she is afraid that the longer Don Ji and Monica fight, the more Monica will hate her, she just wants to be good, everyone is good, she will not leave Don Quix, but she also doesn't want Monica to ruin her life.

"Wow, thank you!" Don Ji looked into Manila's eyes, listened to her words, and muttered for a long time, only to let out a sigh and a thank-you.

Maniela looked at Don Guy, pursed her lips and smiled, the arm holding the wine glass hugged Don Guy's neck again, the arm circled around Don Guy's neck, Maniela brought the wine glass in her hand to her lips again, took a sip of red wine, slowly closed her eyes, and leaned over.

The two kissed deeply, the crimson liquid flowing back and forth in their mouths, and Tang Ji's hand slowly caressed Maniela's upturned buttocks, gently rubbing them through the jeans......

Not long after, Maniela walked out of the room lightly, returned to the place where she had slept, slowly rolled up the blanket and pillow, tucked it under the crook of her arm, and walked lightly to the large office that had been cleaned up during the day, entered the large office room, turned right and walked to the innermost part of the room, and entered the left side of the two side by side rooms.

In the small room, Maniela knelt on the floor, spread the thick blanket on the floor, set the pillow straight, and Tanji, who was carrying a weapon and red wine, slowly walked into the room, and gently placed something under the corner.

"How do you feel like we're cheating?" Maniela rolled over and sat down on the blanket, looking at Don Ji with a smile and whispering through the moonlight from the window.

"It seems to be some." Don Ji tilted his head and smiled and whispered, stood up straight and walked towards Maniela as he unfastened his belt, pulled it out, and threw it aside, Don Ji walked to the blanket, bent over and sat on it.

Neither of them took off their clothes when they slept before, and when Tang Ji untied his belt just now, Maniela had already taken off her upper clothes, and two heavy plumps were exposed, Tang Ji hugged her, pressed her on the blanket, kissed Maniela's lips, and pressed her hands on Maniela's chest, rubbing and stimulating.

Maniela snorted as her hands tugged at Don Guy's pants underneath.

In the dark night, in the ruin-like building, the empty room, under the moonlight, men and women kissed to their heart's content, their palms caressed each other's bodies, the wheezing sound became thicker and thicker, and the foreplay of the light car was familiar, and the two of them were like **, about to completely ignite the silent night.

The clothes on Don Guy's upper body had been ripped off, his pants had retreated to the crook of his legs, and the waistband of Maniela's jeans had been untied, and their bodies were entangled, rolling and rubbing on the blanket.

"Honey, give it to me!" Maniela pushed Don Guy away, quickly retreated her jeans and panties to the crook of her legs, revealing her secret triangle and plump buttocks, she quickly leaned in and kissed Don Guy on the lips, then quickly turned around, knelt on the blanket with her back to Don Guy, grabbed a pillow and put it under her chest, Maniela leaned over it, her hips were cocked against Don Guy.

Tang Ji wrapped his arms around Manilla's waist from behind, lowered his head and kissed Maniela's back, took a deep breath, sniffed the smell of Maniela's body, moved up with his hand around Maniela's waist, grabbed the two plump balls, and gently twisted the two pink buds at the top of the plump with his fingertips.

Maniela bit her lip and slowly turned her head to see Don Ji behind her, who slowly slid forward......

"Oh God!" Maniela suddenly rolled over and sat down on the blanket, let out a low scream, and pulled the pillow in her hand in front of her.

Tang Ji's body was also overturned on the blanket.

"What's ......" Don Guy's first reaction was to look at Maniela and ask what was wrong, but before he could finish speaking, he noticed Maniela's strange appearance, Maniela was sitting on the blanket with a pillow, her eyes widening and looking in a certain direction of the room, her expression was very frightened.

Don Guy quickly followed Maniela's gaze.

"Oh, shit!" Tang Ji also let out a low exclamation, his body stepped back, and subconsciously grabbed another pillow in front of him, he knew why Maniela reacted so much...... Because there are people!

This room is not a big area, there is no door at the door, Monica appeared there at some point, leaning lightly against the door, looking down at the nails of her left hand, and her right hand naturally drooped, and her hand ...... Holding a pitch-black pistol.

Monica used to be a female killer, but now it's more like, appearing quietly, watching without saying a word, with a gun in her hand, as if waiting for an opportunity.

"Monica, what are you doing?" Tang Ji suddenly had a chilling feeling on his body, took Maniela beside him in his arms, looked at Monica and asked in a low voice.

Monica raised her left hand, looked at her nails, heard Don Ji ask, slowly raised her head, and looked at Tang Ji with an expressionless face and a gloomy gaze. (To be continued.) )