A warm and wet breath sprayed on her face, and then her lips were separated by a slippery tongue, her little tongue was the little girl who was bullied, the little girl was bullied and began to dodge, her mouth also regained some sensation, warm with a slightly astringent liquid flowed into her mouth, slowly slid into her throat with his tongue constantly stirred, slowly she felt that her breathing was no longer as weak as just now, she could control it a little, and the colic of the empty heart continued, But it was not as violent as it was at the beginning, and it was slowly relieving as time passed, and all kinds of lost perceptions returned to the body.

Shangguan Qiaoyun suddenly felt a sour, numb, warm heat flow around her body, until she came to her heart and melted her whole heart, her heart was melted, but she felt that her whole body was filled with warmth, and there was no trace of emptiness, she was so satisfied at this time, this satisfaction is indescribable, it is praised by her mother when she was a child, it is she who trampled all her competitors under her feet, and it is her own sense of control that tempts those men to sacrifice their lives and forget their lives for themselves is incomparable, it comes so quietly, It quietly encroached on its true body and mind.

The naughty little tongue like a little boy is still tirelessly bullying her little fragrant tongue, she thinks it feels good to be bullied by him like this, very comfortable, and a little stimulus, now she can swallow those liquids, but she wants him to feed herself, she still pretends to be as unconscious as before, let him keep feeding things to herself, in order to feed him a little longer, she also swallows a little slower, anyway, her tongue is not sour, her lips are not numb, besides, Who made him scare himself so much?

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that Shangguan Qiaoyun was fine, he only saw that her breathing was a little more stable, and the others were still the same as before, he couldn't give up halfway, such a large capital had already been invested, if she was not careful and hung up again, then he would really lose all his money, he felt that his stomach seemed to start to scream, he stopped caring about himself, and concentrated on continuing to feed her the remaining rainwater, but his heart began to hair, don't pull it into the crotch of his pants, it would really be lost to home.

When the last drop of rain in his mouth was also fed to Shangguan Qiaoyun's mouth, until it was completely swallowed by her, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to take a breath, withdrew his sour tongue, removed his unconscious lips that had been numb, and saw that Shangguan Qiaoyun had opened his big eyes that were bright and shiny, staring at his eyes burningly, and then a little fragrant tongue took the initiative to wrap around his sour tongue, now the little boy was bullied by the little girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer had any heart to play with her. He violently withdrew his tongue and removed his lips, looked at Shangguan Qiaoyun, whose eyes were already a little damp, and said, "You rest for a while, don't move." ”

After that, he fried a roll of toilet paper from his bag and ran into the distance, Shangguan Qiaoyun saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's series of movements and was still a little confused, until Zhang Xiaoqiang disappeared in the distance and behind a small earthen bag, she retracted her gaze, and lay down gently, her heart was filled with a trace of sweetness, this sweet feeling made her feel a little weird, because she had never found this feeling in any man, although there were only two people who really had physical contact with her, one was her husband who had become a zombie, One is Brother Long, who has become a dead ghost, but it feels different on Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not handsome, to be precise, it can only be ordinary, a little handsome, but it is this ordinary man who brings her a special feeling, she has never been in love, she doesn't know the feeling of being in love, in her opinion, Zhang Xiaoqiang brings her the feeling of being in love.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't feel any love now, he is in pain, his feet are numb, he thought of the practical benefits of the toilet for the first time, now he has long since lost the spirit of the morning, he is very depressed, he is mourning for his chrysanthemum, he squatted on the ground and waited for the pain that seems to be endless, and the cigarette on his mouth is too lazy to take a puff, let it burn out with green smoke, and then replace it with another and burn, it is no longer smoking, but incense, so that the smell of smoke will drive away the smell around him.

The sky gradually changed from bright to dark, until the last cigarette on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body also burned out, he dragged his staggering steps to move towards the convoy, but saw a huge bonfire lit in the open space next to the convoy, a group of people stood aside, a group of people were tied up and knelt in front of the fire, all the living people in the chicken farm had arrived, the honest man had bandages on his head, and the pair of little sisters stood behind him, the third son stood next to the honest man, one of his arms hung on his chest, the fat cook and Wang Le, who could make weapons, were fine, Behind them stood seven or eight women, several of whom had been rescued from the grain depot today, He Wenbin was sitting on a chair, and a large leather sofa was placed on the ground in front of his seat, no one was sitting, it was so empty.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang appear, the public face and the man who first took refuge in Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped forward and led Zhang Xiaoqiang to the sofa to sit down, this sofa immediately trapped Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on the sofa and looked at the men who were eating chicken feed on the ground.

A total of twenty big men are buried in their heads and kneeling on the ground, except for women, the people on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side are almost the same as them, not to mention that Shang Xiaoqiang killed a few at the beginning, the thirty big men were killed by ten men and tied up twenty, even if they are all rabble, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's side is not elite, and after escaping for his life under D2, his courage is not as good as before, it is when the morale is at its lowest, and the man on the thirty was actually defeated by a group of defeated soldiers?

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that the big iron gate of the chicken farm was their psychological defense line, when Zhang Xiaoqiang led people to rush into the gate, this group of people had already been abolished, and the public face rushed in with ** individuals, not so much to counterinsurgency, but to play hide and seek, in addition to killing the most ferocious people with pistols, everyone else was searched from all corners of the chicken farm.

Brother Long's former subordinates and the honest people and the third son who stayed behind in the chicken farm have already regarded Zhang Xiaoqiang as the new leader, but Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care, anyway, his ultimate goal is wh, even if he is made to be the leader, he has no interest in looking at these dozens of old and weak soldiers, take them with him? Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks it's crazy, as long as he meets two or three s2, these people are the food in the mouth of zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in delivering food to zombies, now, isn't it that he hasn't set off yet? So Zhang Xiaoqiang is also half-pushing and half-pretending to be confused, who doesn't want to watch others respect themselves respectfully, and who doesn't have a little vanity to be a small head?

"Brother Cockroach, the rebels are all here, there are three of the leaders, two of them were killed by me, and one is also inside, all of them are a group of bear eggs, they don't dare to kill monsters, they only dare to kill their own people." The public's faces came to report to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this public face, and felt that he was still very neat in doing things, and he did his own things beautifully, and he was a talent, thinking of this, he felt that he could no longer be called by the public face.