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Chapter 93 The Last Sick Petite Slave

Chapter 93 The Last Sick Petite Slave (23)

Under Yun Yuan's astonished gaze, the young man's thin lips were imprinted on her slightly parted lips.

The tip of the tongue poked out from between the white teeth, tentatively touching the soft lips.

There was a wet and cool feeling on his lips, Yun Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, put his hands on the young man's thin and fleshy shoulders, and moved his body back slightly, so that there was a distance between the two of them.

The muscular boss who was driving glanced back and stepped on the brakes.

boom--

Yun Yuan fell heavily into Che Youlu's arms.

The moist and soft lips slammed heavily on the young man's thin lips.

hiss--

Knock in!
Her mouth hurts like hell!

Yun Yuan stood up angrily, and slapped the muscular boss with his backhand, "Can you drive?"

The muscular boss smiled flatteringly and said, "Boss, I'm a veteran driver with a 20-year driver's license. I'm skilled. I just made a mistake just now."

"Hmph! Fifty crystal nuclei will be deducted from you." Yun Yuan sat on the other side of the car seat, refusing to sit with Che Youlu.

The muscle boss is suffering and cannot speak.

The car stopped at the entrance of the library.

The university city is built by several universities, and the new library in the university city is also very large, so Yun Yuan decided to occupy it.

The door of the library was wide open, and it was very quiet inside. A group of people separated into several teams to clean up the library. After a round of cleaning, they found that there was no zombie in the library.

After resting and reorganizing, a group of people began to sweep through the University City, closing the doors of the cleaned buildings to prevent zombies from entering again.

Not only are there many zombies in the University City, but there are also many living people.

Most of the living people rescued are students, many of them have strong bodies, and a few are people with supernatural powers.

After staying in the University City for nearly half a month, Yun Yuan was about to set off again.

This time, she only brought Che Youlu and Zhang Lun with her.

Both of these two are mission targets, and if there are any problems, it will be a direct mission failure.

……

In an open-air cafe, a cheerful melody is heard from a bluetooth speaker.

Under a huge sun umbrella, a woman and two men are having a barbecue.

The chicken wings placed on the barbecue grill and grilled repeatedly exudes a tempting aroma, and downstairs is the sound of zombies knocking against the solid iron door.

Che Youlu roasted the chicken wings and put them in Yunyuan's bowl; roasted the fish eggs and put them in Yunyuan's bowl; roasted the chicken kidneys and put them in Yunyuan's bowl...

No matter what was baked, Che Youlu put it into Yunyuan's bowl, so that he didn't eat a single bite, but Yunyuan's bowl was too much to fit.

Zhang Lun once thought about stealing some of the barbecue from Yunyuan Bowl, but was shot at by Che Youlu's nanny, so he couldn't do it.

That's right, it's the kind of watery eyes, pink eyes, and a little bit fierce eyes in grievance!

"Xiao Lulu, open your mouth." Yun Yuan poked a fish ball and brought it to Che Youlu's mouth.

Che Youlu opened his mouth and bit down, his eyes stared at her side face motionlessly like a hungry wolf seeing the green light of the fleshy bones.

Yun Yuan glanced at him, and handed the chicken wings to his hand, "Don't bother with roasting, you can eat it too."

"Sister, my hands are not free, can you feed me?" Che Youlu pursed his lips expectantly.

There was a touch of red in the corners of the slanting eyes, and the trembling eyelashes brought out the charm of a demon concubine who would bring disaster to the country and the people.

Can't stand it!

If Yun Yuan is a man, it is estimated that Optimus is taller than the sky at this moment.

"Xiaolulu, what do you want to eat?" Yun Yuan flipped the barbecue in the big bowl.

When he saw a thick black pepper-flavored hot dog, with some indescribable thoughts, he brought the hot dog to his slender lips, and gently poked his two lips with the hot dog, separating the white lips. White teeth, stuffed into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)

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