In the darkness, the man's eyes became unusually bright. He stretched out his big hand to grasp her wrist, and said in a low and firm voice, "You haven't turned into a zombie."

"You lied to me, human beings are bitten by zombies, they will only become zombies, it's in vain that I trust you so much, you actually did this nasty thing while I was sleeping, Dongfang Xing, I hate you, I hate you to death ..." She struggled, struggling desperately, but under his tall body, she couldn't shake him at all.

I hate you, these three words are like a needle piercing into the heart of the Zombie King. It hurts a little, and the pain is inexplicable.

Looking at her collapsed and desperate face, he wanted to explain something, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

In the end, he had no choice but to bow his head and seal her mouth fiercely, sealing the words he didn't like to hear in her mouth.

The faint smell of blood spread from her mouth, reminding her profoundly that she had just been bitten by the zombie king, and she would turn into a zombie in a short time. At the moment of desperation, fear was already second, and anger took the lead. How dare he Kissing her, with a strong hatred of revenge, she didn't wait for his tongue to come in, and immediately counterattacked violently, biting his lips and tongue.

The Zombie King never backed down, and it was not so much a passionate kiss as it was a special duel of lips and tongues.

They didn't let anyone else, and in the atmosphere of blood and fusion, they sniped at each other's opponents, wishing to bite and tear each other to pieces.

It wasn't until her breathing became more and more short and difficult that he let her go suddenly. Except for the unsteady light in his eyes, he didn't even catch his breath.

He looked down at her with scorching eyes, and while she gasped, she glared at him with resentful eyes, wishing to shoot him into a honeycomb with her sharp eyes.

"You didn't become a zombie." The low and hoarse voice repeated in her ear.

She stared at him dead: "You bit me."

"Believe me." Cold and calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, he let go of her confinement, turned over and left her body, and lay down beside her, with a clear and indifferent breath, but it was lingering strong presence.

She stretched out her hand to stroke her shoulder, the skin under her palm was as smooth as before, without any wounds, she clearly felt him biting her just now.

Could it be her hallucination?

No, definitely not an illusion, the pain was so clear and real, she propped up her upper body and looked at him: "The wound on my shoulder is gone."

The zombie king closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Dongfang Xing, explain to me clearly that you bit me, why did the wound disappear? Why, why..." Zombies don't need to sleep, shit, pretend to sleep for her, Xiahou Huan'er pushed him not to move , just spread his feet and sat on his waist, reached out and grabbed his collar, and didn't stop until he got an answer.

The soft body rubbed and rubbed against his lower abdomen, and the faint scent of jasmine's virgin body invaded his breath, and the man could still hold on.

Master Xing's body tensed up immediately, his fists clenched tightly, and desire|desire came overwhelmingly.

"Tell me, why why why..." He didn't chatter endlessly, never let go, and didn't realize that he had caused a fatal flaw to a certain uncle.

His throat was dry, and the tight strings in his body were almost broken. He pushed her away suddenly, got up suddenly, and rushed out the door like a ghost.

"Dongfang Xing, you bastard, don't run away, come back and tell me clearly..." Xiahou Huan'er stood up slowly.In the darkness, the man's eyes became unusually bright. He stretched out his big hand to grasp her wrist, and said in a low and firm voice, "You haven't turned into a zombie."

"You lied to me, human beings are bitten by zombies, they will only become zombies, it's in vain that I trust you so much, you actually did this nasty thing while I was sleeping, Dongfang Xing, I hate you, I hate you to death ..." She struggled, struggling desperately, but under his tall body, she couldn't shake him at all.

I hate you, these three words are like a needle piercing into the heart of the Zombie King. It hurts a little, and the pain is inexplicable.

Looking at her collapsed and desperate face, he wanted to explain something, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

In the end, he had no choice but to bow his head and seal her mouth fiercely, sealing the words he didn't like to hear in her mouth.

The faint smell of blood spread from her mouth, reminding her profoundly that she had just been bitten by the zombie king, and she would turn into a zombie in a short time. At the moment of desperation, fear was already second, and anger took the lead. How dare he Kissing her, with a strong hatred of revenge, she didn't wait for his tongue to come in, and immediately counterattacked violently, biting his lips and tongue.

The Zombie King never backed down, and it was not so much a passionate kiss as it was a special duel of lips and tongues.

They didn't let anyone else, and in the atmosphere of blood and fusion, they sniped at each other's opponents, wishing to bite and tear each other to pieces.

It wasn't until her breathing became more and more short and difficult that he let her go suddenly. Except for the unsteady light in his eyes, he didn't even catch his breath.

He looked down at her with scorching eyes, and while she gasped, she glared at him with resentful eyes, wishing to shoot him into a honeycomb with her sharp eyes.

"You didn't become a zombie." The low and hoarse voice repeated in her ear.

She stared at him dead: "You bit me."

"Believe me." Cold and calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, he let go of her confinement, turned over and left her body, and lay down beside her, with a clear and indifferent breath, but it was lingering strong presence.

She stretched out her hand to stroke her shoulder, the skin under her palm was as smooth as before, without any wounds, she clearly felt him biting her just now.

Could it be her hallucination?

No, definitely not an illusion, the pain was so clear and real, she propped up her upper body and looked at him: "The wound on my shoulder is gone."

The zombie king closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Dongfang Xing, explain to me clearly that you bit me, why did the wound disappear? Why, why..." Zombies don't need to sleep, shit, pretend to sleep for her, Xiahou Huan'er pushed him not to move , just spread his feet and sat on his waist, reached out and grabbed his collar, and didn't stop until he got an answer.

The soft body rubbed and rubbed against his lower abdomen, and the faint scent of jasmine's virgin body invaded his breath, and the man could still hold on.

Master Xing's body tensed up immediately, his fists clenched tightly, and desire|desire came overwhelmingly.

"Tell me, why why why..." He didn't chatter endlessly, never let go, and didn't realize that he had caused a fatal flaw to a certain uncle.

His throat was dry, and the tight strings in his body were almost broken. He pushed her away suddenly, got up suddenly, and rushed out the door like a ghost.

"Dongfang Xing, you bastard, don't run away, come back and tell me clearly..." Xiahou Huan'er stood up slowly.

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