Chapter 108 You are not the moon, you are just Qiao Bai

"How did you find this place so quickly~" Qiao Bai rubbed Jun Mo's nose happily and asked dependently.

"I missed you," Jun Mo hugged Qiao Bai tightly, closed his eyes, and smiled contentedly. "Although I didn't see you all the time when we were at the base, at least I knew where you were. This time you left with so many new humans and zombies, and I didn't have a clear destination. I was worried."

So he couldn't help it, and as soon as it got dark, he followed the zombies that had fallen behind and the marks left by Qiao Bai and found them.

His baby can take care of himself. He didn't complain even after not seeing him for a day, and he was still looking at the stars.

"The breeder didn't feed his little zombie king today, and he's a little uncomfortable," Jun Mo whispered.

Qiao Bai touched his stomach which hadn't eaten for a day and expressed his deep sympathy.

but.

"Why add small words? I'm not small!" Qiao Bai felt that he should refute!

He is not small in any way!

Men can't be called small!

Jun Mo chuckled, then whispered in Qiao Bai's ear: "Small or not, baby, let me see and I'll know."

Then Jun Mo took Qiao Bai directly into the villa.

The villa was one that Jun Mo was familiar with. It was the one he had reassembled for Qiao Bai with his own hands. The facilities inside had not changed at all. Even the coat he had casually hung up when he came in last time was still hanging on the coat rack.

The whole villa bears traces of the two people living together.

Although Qiao Bai didn't say so much about missing him, Jun Mo knew that his little zombie was definitely reluctant to leave him. (Nonsense)

"Amo, are we going to be separated by Yin and Yang again?" Qiao Bai lay beside the sofa, covering his eyes pretentiously.

Before he could finish pretending, Jun Mo pulled him up.

"What do you mean by 'separated by Yin and Yang'? Bah! Your mouth is unlucky, baby," Jun Mo pinched Qiao Bai's mouth as if to punish her. "Your little mouth can't speak. I can kiss you until you can."

Qiao Bai pouted like a duck, and a few words slipped out from between his lips in dissatisfaction: "Not seeing each other during the day and seeing each other at night, isn't that just separation between the Yin and Yang!"

Jun Mo pondered the meaning of the words, and unhappily let go of his hand, a little helpless: "Baby, you should read more books. Even if you say I came out to steal the moon, it sounds better."

"Stealing the moon?" Qiao Bai spread his hands, feeling very innocent. "I'm sorry, I was the one who slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education when I was a human. Now I've almost forgotten about being a human. I really can't think of any romantic words."

"Then I'll tell you today what the moon is." Jun Mo pulled Qiao Bai to the window, pointed at the clear moon in the sky, and cleared his throat. "Of course I know that's not my moon."

Qiao Bai felt that it sounded familiar, and followed Jun Mo's gaze to look up at the sky.

Jun Mo lowered his head, his eyes deep.

"But for a moment, the moonlight did shine on me." (From the Internet)

You are my moon.

Qiao Bai looked at the moon for a long time.

Then he shook himself.

"I got goosebumps," Qiao Bai glanced at the moon several times, then turned and left. "The moon doesn't belong to you, but I am yours, so I am not the moon, and I will never be the moon."

Jun Mo was stunned by these words, then he smiled, and then his smile became brighter and brighter.

Indeed, the moon is not necessarily his.

But Qiao Bai belongs to him alone.

Jun Mo took two steps at a time and hugged Qiao Bai from behind.

"Baby is right, you are not the moon, you are just Qiao Bai." Mine, Qiao Bai.

Qiao Bai hummed twice, looked at the moon outside the window, and counted the days.

"It seems like Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon in a few days?"

Before Qiao Bai finished speaking, Jun Mo took over.

"Want to eat mooncakes?"

Qiao Bai looked at Jun Mo with clear eyes.

Nodding frantically.

Jun Mo had no choice but to say, "I'll make it for you tomorrow."

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Hey, it’s Mid-Autumn Festival, time to eat mooncakes~