Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

Yu Lan looked at Mo Wen as soon as he sat down and took off his clothes, and couldn't help but draw the corners of his mouth and said, "Awen, don't you think about taking a shower when you come?"

"I haven't had a bath for the past few days, and my body is smelly." Mo Wen nodded, stood up and asked Yu Lan gently, "Shall we be together?"

Yu Lan rolled his eyes, spread his hands and tossed with the inscriptions.

After all, she didn't want to break another bathtub.

After washing, Yu Lan stood behind Mo Wen and wiped his hair, gentle and comfortable.

He hugged Yu Lan sideways in front of him, Mo Wen also picked up the hurried towel and started wiping Yu Lan's hair, so the two of them wiped their hair face to face, and smiled at each other from time to time.

Mo Wen's ears were a little red, and he didn't know if he was shy or hot.

After rubbing it for a while, Yu Lan's playfulness arose. She sat up and rubbed Mowen's hair. She didn't stop until she rubbed his hair into a mess.

The bullied Mo Wen sat obediently to let Yu Lan bully, and during the period he raised his eyes and squinted at her.

Yu Lan, who hadn't noticed the danger, hadn't reacted yet, he had been turned over and pressed under him by Mowen.

"Have a lot of fun?" Mo Wen chuckled lightly, his voice hoarse and nice.

"Yeah." Reached out his hand to hook Mowen's neck, Yu Lan giggled, "Awen, your current hairstyle is really...well, very handsome."

Looking at Yu Lan's pretty appearance, Mowen's smile gradually changed its taste, the curvature of his mouth was slightly faint, but there was a dangerous smell in the dark eyes.

"Blue." He whispered, "I can, can..."

"What can you do?" Yu Lan tongued out, smiled pretending to be incomprehensible, and suddenly turned over and pressed Mowen under her body.

Mo Wen seemed to be taken aback, his pitch-black eyes faintly saw a dim light flashing, as if the current was generally directionless.

Raising his hand to hold on to Yu Lan, but didn't want to be directly grabbed by Yu Lan's wrist and pressed to the side.

"Don't move around." Yu Lan Yaowu smiled majesticly, his eyes bent into a slit.

It's rare to see Yu Lan's energetic look. Mo Wen raised his hand in a surrendered manner, and said with a spoiled face, "Okay, I won't move."

At this moment, Yu Lan was tied to the hanging frame and prepared to torture him. He probably wouldn't even move half of his finger.

Feeling that Mowen was indeed honest, Yu Lan took a deep breath, endured the burning sensation on his face, leaned down, and lightly printed it on Mowen's lips.

The sharp nerves of Mowen's mouth seemed to be concentrated on his lips. He raised his eyes and looked at the blue straightly. The color in his eyes was so dark that people could not see clearly, like a hazy mist. While frightening, it can also arouse the deepest curiosity in my heart.

"I can basically control the virus now." Yu Lan turned his eyes and said with embarrassment, "but it still cannot be guaranteed to be completely foolproof."

Suddenly knowing what Yu Lan said, Mo Wen's face was burnt hot. He raised his eyes to look at Yu Lan, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

"I..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse, unable to maintain even the most basic tone.

"I can wait." Finally, he blushed and said these four words, and his slightly side eyes looked faintly red under the light, which was very beautiful.

Suddenly, I felt that the Mowen in this way was so cute. Even though Yu Lan felt that her face was hot with her ears at this time, she couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Mowen's nose again.

After leaning down this time, she was directly back pressured by Mowen. Mowen sat on her in the same posture as Yu Lan just now, and then leaned down and kissed Yu Lanbing's cold and wet lips intimately.

......

As Zui Wuye planned to leave the next day, he hesitated for a while and found Zui Linxue hiding in the lounge that night.

Zui Linxue was in a daze at the moment, holding a book in her hand but couldn't enter a word.

"Lin Xue." Zui Wuye walked over and looked at Zui Linxue sitting on the chair, and asked a little displeasedly, "Are you still going to stay here tonight?"

"Yes." When Zui Wuye came over, Zui Linxue put down the book in his hand and looked up at him and said, "I think I need to think about it alone."

"What do you want to think about?" Zui Wuye's expression was a little cold, "Zui Linxue, you'd better give me a little self-knowledge, don't trouble me here."

"I just thought about something, and didn't trouble you." Zui Linxue whispered, "Brother, do you know? I don't know what I want now."

Not wanting to hear Zui Linxue say anything messy, Zui Wuye clasped her shoulders with her backhand, and carried her into an empty lounge.

He locked the door with his backhand, and his cold eyes glanced at Drunk Snow as if he was poisoned, "Drunk Snow, I don’t know what's wrong with you these past two days, but I don’t think you know what you should do. What did you do."

Speaking of Zui Wuye, he leaned forward and tied Zui Linxue's arms behind him and kissed him. At this moment, Zui Wuye, who was burning with anger, bit his lips with seven or eight points of strength, and only slightly relieved his strength after knowing that the tip of his tongue was full of blood.

"Do you know that you are mine? Don't have any messy thoughts, you can't escape me." He raised his eyes to Zui Linxue and said lightly, Zui Wuye bent down and bit down again.

Zui Linxue couldn't get rid of this **** no matter how much she struggled. She looked at the ceiling in despair, tears dripping helplessly down the corner of her eyes.

Obviously I still like it... but I don't know why but I can't find the first throbbing.

Is there a change in her heart? Why does it become like this now?

......

"Boss, then I'm leaving." The next day refreshed Drunk Wuye greeted Mo Wen, and he was about to set off with his big backpack.

"Aren't you taking your sister?" Mo Wen asked casually, looking at Zhang Xin, who was walking here.

"No, I guess she doesn't want to go with me now." He said that Drunk Wuye turned around and stepped on his motorcycle.

Zhang Xin pushed his new motorcycle out without expression, and Qu Yaoyao had been counting on the road.

"Has the motorcycle been changed?" Zui Wuyexiao asked.

"En." Zhang Xin nodded, that Lu Shi was much easier to talk than Zui Wuye, and immediately changed him to a motorcycle after hearing his intentions.

Qu Yaoyao was sitting on the motorcycle at this moment, smiled friendly at Drunken Emperor, and then saw Zhang Xin preparing to get on the motorcycle.

"Uncle, be careful all the way." Mo Xiaohuan ran over to send Zui Wuye specially, beckoning to be so cute.