Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 558 The Queen of Cold-Blooded Zombies vs the Leader of the Soft and Cute Lop-Eared Rabbit 77
After the launch mission was over, Quan Jiu was taken away by Long Yan.

Before leaving, Pei Qingyuan dragged Long Yan into the tent, and the two discussed alone for three hours.

Quan Jiu shook the handcuffs on his hands: "Where are you going now?"

Long Yan drove without saying a word.

Quan Jiu's gray eyes are bright, with the clarity of seeing through everything:

"Boss Dragon, could it be that you were moved with compassion and couldn't bear to take me back to the base?"

Long Yan coldly denied: "No."

"Then we'll go back." Quan Jiu made a final decision with a firm tone.

Long Yan frowned slightly, showing surprise: "Do you want to go back?"

For her, the best result is to stay in the castle.

Quan Jiu looked at the passing scenery outside the window, and said lightly:
"Do not want to."

Nobody likes being treated like a guinea pig.

Long Yan quietly waited for her next words.

The woman leaned lazily on the seat and lowered her eyes: "But I love my family Seventeen."

In such a launch mission, as Longyan, it doesn't really matter whether he participates or not.

He just needed an excuse to delay the time to bring Quanjiu back to the base openly.

Long Yan's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

"The castle shouldn't be far from the Liaoguang base, right?"

Quan Jiu stared sideways at Long Yan's cold side face.

"Longyan, it's been two days, you should go back."

Long Yan's black eyes suddenly became darker, like a pool of ink that could not be melted away. With a loud "嗤啦", the wheels stopped suddenly, and the whole body of the car suddenly swayed forward.

She guessed right.

The castle is not far from the Liaoguang base.

It only takes three hours by car.

But he took her outside for two full days.

The man stepped on the brakes, his expression became colder: "I am Longyan, not Seventeen."

Quan Jiu smiled and didn't deny it.

Since Shi Qi was not disturbed, why didn't he send her back to the base immediately?

The launch command center is a day and a half away from the Liaoguang base.

Long Yan knew that there were supplies in her space, but he still took her to the supermarket and bought a cart full of supplies.

At night, the two managed to find a red brick house that could shelter them from the rain.

It was raining heavily outside the window, there was no power in the house, and there was no way to turn on the lights. Quan Jiu took out three candles and a lighter from the storage space and lit them one by one.

Quan Jiu glanced at the stove: "There are dead branches and fallen leaves, which can be used to light a fire, just to dry clothes."

The other end of the handcuffs is still in Long Yan's hands.

Quan Jiu raised his wrist: "I even offered to go back. You don't need to lock me up. It's not convenient to go to the toilet if you are always handcuffed like this."

Long Yan looked at her for a full ten seconds, and finally took out the key and released the handcuffs.

The environment in the brick house is very simple.

Except for a stove, a table and a bench, there is only a wooden bed left.

The outside of the house was completely dark. There were only three candles in the room, and the light source was weak. The shadows of the two dangled and were projected on the mud wall, creating the atmosphere of a horror movie.

Fortunately, the two people in the room are not afraid of ghosts.

Quan Jiu took out oil, rice and spices from the space, and put them on the stove:
"I'll light the fire, you cook."

Thanks to Shi Qi's blessing, she knew that Long Yan's craftsmanship was not bad.

As soon as Long Yan put the rice into the pot, Quan Jiu dragged him to the stove.

The fire was already burning, and the fire illuminated the indoor scene, dispelling the coldness in the room.

"Come warm to the fire with me."

Quan Jiu moved two small benches and pulled Long Yan to sit down.

As soon as the man sat down, a cold mass of softness was stuffed into the palm of his hand.

Quan Jiu ordered him unceremoniously: "Warm me up."

"I've said it before, I'm not him." Long Yan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering his eyes.

The current identities of the two can be regarded as the most familiar strangers.

She understood the part of him as Seventeen, but not the part of him as Dragon Banquet.

Quan Jiu looked directly into his eyes: "But you didn't push me away."

Long Yan pursed his thin lips tightly.

He should have pushed her away.

As a human leader who specializes in exterminating zombies, he shouldn't be soft on a zombie.

This is a selective error.

Long Yan thought a lot, and kept finding reasons and rules, trying to make himself that stern and selfless chief.

But the clearly printed memory in his mind made his arm rusty, and he couldn't even produce the strength to push her away.

Quan Jiu saw his silence and struggle, so he didn't force him, and gently leaned his head on his shoulder, his tone was inexplicably delicate, revealing trust and trust:

"I'll squint for a while, and you'll call me after the water boils."

As a zombie, she wasn't far from his self-consciousness at all, and she was surprisingly daring.

Long Yan silently stared at her sleeping face, and when the water boiled, he gently pushed her arm.

In the twilight of the bonfire, the man's usually cold facial features seemed to have warmed up, and Quan Jiu even had the illusion that Shi Qi was still there.

She blinked, took out a box of peach-flavored fruit candies from her pocket, and gently bumped his arm:
"do you want to eat?"

Familiar sweet aroma.

The sweetness of the peach penetrates into the tip of the nose, and the memories that belong to the Seventeen Hequan wine come back.

Quan Jiu didn't have the habit of bringing candies with him, but after Shiqi was injured, she always liked to stuff a box of candies in her pocket, and every time he cried out for pain, she would feed him one with her own hands.

Long Yan stared at the fruit candy in her hand silently.

Quan Jiu took out a candy from the box and handed it to his lips.

The man hesitated for a moment, but still opened his lips.

Taste is stronger than smell.

The sweetness of peach spreads between the lips.

"I've never seen a person who can scream pain like this." Quan Jiu also stuffed one into his mouth, "I ate up a dozen boxes of fruit candies."

In fact, she knew that most of the time, Shi Qi was not really in pain, but just jealous.

Quan Jiu: "You said that he is such a pain-sensitive person, but every time a different species appears, he will immediately block in front of me."

She didn't mention her name, but Long Yan knew she was talking about Shiqi.

This feeling is very strange, he can remember all the words she said, and can even empathize with him, but there is still a part of Longyan's consciousness in his mind.

Long Yan stuffed fallen leaves into the stove with a blank expression: "What do you want to say?"

Quan Jiu looked at the rising bonfire, his eyes lowered slightly, and his voice was deep and hoarse:
"I want to say..."

"I miss him."

Long Yan was taken aback for a moment.

The body responds in priority over the brain.

A surge of sour and astringent emotions turned into a trickle, meandering and spreading in the chest cavity.

It is not as turbulent as a stormy sea, but it is continuous and continuous.

No matter how you cut it, you can't stop cutting it.

Under the control of strong emotions, he instinctively raised his arms slightly, wanting to hug the person in his arms tightly.

Just as he was about to touch Quan Jiu's back, Long Yan clenched his fingers and clenched his hands into fists. Relying on his strong self-control, he abruptly stopped.

(End of this chapter)