The end of the world: Qingmei is reborn, but she seems to be a yandere

"Okay, I really won't be like this in the future." Zhang Yan apologized very sincerely.

Yes, this farm...if I didn't guard it, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.

Xu Ziyao folded her arms, stood and turned her head: "This is more or less the same."

Zhang Yan had a smile on his face, holding the pair of pure white sneakers in his hands, squatting down gently and placing the shoes gently on the ground.

This pair of shoes looks particularly pure, with a shimmer reflecting off the white uppers.

Xu Ziyao's feet are petite and exquisite, like new buds blooming in spring. Against the backdrop of these white sneakers, her feet look even more delicate.

However, Xu Ziyao seemed a little embarrassed. She unconsciously shrank her little feet, like a shy little rabbit, with a hint of shyness in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

During that time, she had been running around barefoot on the ground, and her feet were worn out. Now that she was wearing shoes, it would be extremely uncomfortable.

"How can that be done? The more your feet grind on the ground, the harder it will be in the future." Zhang Yan said, lowering his body to grab Xu Ziyao's feet.

He was not lying. Normally, there would be no problem if a person walked barefoot, even if the feet were as delicate as Xu Ziyao's. At most, it would be rough if you walked too much, and it would be uncomfortable when walking.

However, Xu Ziyao is not walking. Look at the speed at which she ran just now. She was so fast. The force exerted by her feet on the ground must be very strong. For others, walking normally would be a grind when it comes to Xu Ziyao.

It's all bleeding!

Xu Ziyao still took a step back and retracted her little feet: "I don't have time in my heart, so I'll put it on after I'm done."

"How could there be no time..."

Just as Zhang Yan was about to say something, there was another explosion outside the wall. The violent firelight instantly illuminated the night sky, as if a huge meteor streaked across the dark curtain. The reverberations of the explosion quickly dispersed, scattering like a flock of panicked birds.

Xu Ziyao reacted quickly. She crossed the wall in an instant like a breeze and climbed to a high place. The moonlight shone on her slender figure, outlining her silhouette-like elegance.

She held the fuse tightly in her hand and stared at the zombies under the wall with cold eyes. The surrounding wind blew her long hair, dancing like black ribbons in the night.

The delayed-ignition explosive swayed in her hand, and the moment she dropped the explosive, the firelight illuminated her profile.

After she came down, Han Huilin also came over to deliver food.

Xu Ziyao ran away immediately to eat.

After a while, Li Fangzheng and others came over with a truckload of gasoline, and then she went over and threw the gasoline barrels wildly.

Zhang Yan was very puzzled when he saw Xu Ziyao like that.

Why are you afraid of wearing shoes?

It shouldn’t be!

However, this is not a big problem.

After Xu Ziyao's intense work at the beginning, the tide of corpses outside is already under control. Basically, it only takes about an hour and a half to drop the explosives, and then Li Fangzheng and others bring the gasoline barrels over and throw them all out. can.

As long as this speed is maintained, the zombie waves will be burned to death bit by bit, and by the time the explosives are used up, almost all of them will be dead.

And to maintain this routine... everyone also has time to breathe. After working hard once, they can rest for ten minutes.

"Quick, put on your shoes while you have time now." Zhang Yan stopped in front of Xu Ziyao with the small pair of sneakers.

Xu Ziyao's two big eyes looked around and found that there was nothing to do, so she wanted to find an excuse.

"Don't be annoying Xu Ziyao. After putting on your shoes, I will help carry the gasoline barrels." Zhang Yan urged, and then squatted down.

After Han Huilin brought some food over just now, she also went to the reservoir in the middle of the farm to help move the gasoline barrels.

After the end of the world, all humans who survive will have higher physical fitness than before. Therefore, although it is a bit difficult for her to help, it can still play a lot of roles.

"I don't..." Xu Ziyao still wanted to run, but as soon as her feet moved, Zhang Yan grabbed her ankles.

"My feet are very dirty, don't..." 　　　 "What are you talking about? Running like this with bare feet, it would be weird if they weren't dirty!"

She subconsciously held Zhang Yan's head while he was squatting down with her hands, as if... holding on to an armrest.

"Zhang Yan, you..."

Now that she was caught, there was no point in running away, and Zhang Yan just wanted to put on her shoes.

It's just that if you don't wash your feet when wearing shoes, it will be uncomfortable to wear them, so Xu Ziyao wants Zhang Yan to let her wash her feet.

However, when she lowered her head, she found that Zhang Yan had taken out a small pack of wet wipes from his pocket and wiped her little feet.

The wet tissue gently wiped the soles of her feet, feeling cool, and Zhang Yan's warm hands held her ankles. The two offset each other, which was very comfortable.

and.

"It might hurt a little later." Zhang Yan reminded, and then began to rub the scraped skin on Xu Ziyao's feet.

Xu Ziyao blushed, holding Zhang Yan's head with her two small hands, clasping them together tightly, making a sound like a mosquito, and whispered "Yeah!"

After holding Zhang Yan's head for a while, she felt that this was not good, and then put her hand on Zhang Yan's shoulder.

Holding this place will make it feel right.

After Zhang Yan wiped Xu Ziyao's little feet clean several times, he took out disinfectant, bandages, socks... anyway, there were many things from his pocket.

Xu Ziyao didn't even know that a boy's pocket could hold so many things.

"It will hurt more later, so you have to endure it." Zhang Yan reminded again.

If your feet are scratched, you need to disinfect them, otherwise it will become even more ugly if they become infected.

Xu Ziyao wanted to nod in response, but when the potion was applied, she almost cried out in pain. Sometimes she wanted to jump up, and sometimes her legs felt weak...

Finally, he chose a good posture, holding Zhang Yan's head.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Xu Ziyao nodded quickly.

I don’t know why, even though I walked barefoot and ran for such a long time, I didn’t feel much pain. But after the medicine was applied, the pain suddenly came back.

Zhang Yan simply carried Xu Ziyao, placed her on a clean oil drum, let her sit on it, and then continued the cleaning, disinfection and bandaging work at hand.

Seeing Zhang Yan handling her little feet, Xu Ziyao's eyes were full of strangeness, and the pink color of her eyes also occupied the high ground.

She stretched out her slender index finger and gently tapped Zhang Yan's head: "Are my feet ugly now?"

"No, how could this happen?" Zhang Yan shook his head and replied.

He finally understood why Xu Ziyao ran without wearing shoes in the first place. It turned out to be because she was worried that her bare feet would be scratched, dirty and ugly.

"I'm telling you, you just asked me to treat your wound as early as possible. In this way, your foot injury will not be aggravated. A wound like yours will take at least several weeks. If it continues, it will take several weeks. It will take a month to return to its original appearance." Zhang Yan was making up while wiping it with disinfectant.

He didn't know how long it would take for the skinned areas on Xu Ziyao's feet to recover, but that didn't stop him from making up whatever he wanted. Anyway, the purpose was to make Xu Ziyao behave, stop running around, and let him take care of his little feet.

"Ah, is that so?" A slight disappointment appeared on Xu Ziyao's face.

Her little feet are hurt now, and they are definitely uglier than before.

In this way... during this period, there is one less part that Zhang Yan can play with.

...(End of chapter)