☆、 A simple and cute little zombie is a stubborn and domineering supernatural boss (24)

Qiu Ze looked at Shen Xuanmo's departing back with mixed feelings in his heart: "Oh, you! Be smarter." Don't be fooled again.

"Ahhh!" After Qingqing heard Qiu Ze's words, her delicate little face wrinkled quickly, and she stared at him angrily with her round eyes.

Qingqing is getting smarter now. Although he can't understand what he is saying, this person looks disgusted and is definitely saying bad things about him.

"Hey, you're still going to refute me? Let me tell you, you've been sold out and you're still counting money for others..."

Qingqing didn't care. He was furious, but he could do nothing. He could only purse his lips and yell at Qiu Ze angrily: "Ah!"

Qiu Ze couldn't help but frown slightly, wondering in his heart what was going on. It turned out that the little zombie was a double-standard zombie. Why did he believe whatever Brother Shen said, but everything changed when it came to him?

"Forget it. I won't talk to you anymore. You'll just scream and howl anyway."

"I won't... tell you... it will just..." Qingqing blinked her big round eyes and looked at Qiu Ze in disbelief, and said that she didn't say anything bad about him!

Qingqing pouted and stared at Qiu Ze in a self-proclaimed ferocity, looking like a kitten that had been cast under a spell of immobilization. She looked so cute, but had no intimidation at all.

"Haha! You're so cute!" No wonder they are willing to support you.

Sure enough, after getting to know each other for a long time, the little zombie was not scary at all, but very cute and beautiful.

It's more fun to tease him, like a kitten with its fur standing on end. What he likes most every day is the time he spends with him, without having to hide his emotions or engage in intrigue...

It's great! Although I don't know how long this life can last.

"Ah." The delicate white little face was now tinged with red due to anger, and her white and tender cheeks were slightly puffed up, revealing a pitiful aura, cute and playful.

At this time, the patrol team had arrived at the door. Qiu Ze took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, opened the door and walked out.

"Qiu Ze, what are you doing here so late?" the patrol captain asked suspiciously.

"I just heard some noise outside, and I was worried that something was wrong, so I came out to check, but there was nothing unusual." Qiu Ze answered calmly.

The patrol captain scanned the house and found nothing unusual, so he led his team away.

Qiu Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was too hard for him to be so worried every day. He was just an ordinary person...

In the next few days, Shen Xuanmo would find the right time to visit Qingqing every night and try all kinds of ways to coax her.

The little zombie became more and more dependent on Shen Xuanmo, and every day he would stand at the door and stare at her husband eagerly, like a wife waiting for her husband.

Sometimes he would hold Qingqing for a while, and Qiu Ze could only get used to it and turn a blind eye. He didn't expect that in the end of the world, he would not only be treated differently, but also have to watch a man and a corpse spreading dog food every day in fear.

“Ahhh!”

After a moment, he sighed as if he had given up, and a helpless expression appeared on his handsome face. He slowly sat down beside the simple bed: "It's Momo, you said it, Qingqing."

"Ahh." Qingqing pouted her rosy little lips impatiently. Her originally fair and tender face suddenly became wrinkled and she muttered.

Shen Xuanmo realized that Qingqing had stopped calling him Momo at some point. Damn those people for turning his Qingqing into this.

"Mo Mo, say it again." Shen Xuanmo used his deep and magnetic voice to patiently repeat what my wife said over and over again, just like a kindergarten teacher teaching a child with unclear speech to speak.

Qingqing hung her head and pouted her little mouth like a wronged kitten. She complained listlessly, "Ahhh." Don't say anything, don't say anything. The keeper is so annoyed.

Shen Xuanmo has a handsome face and deep features, like the most elaborate masterpiece of nature. His eyelashes are long and thick, gently covering his tightly closed eyes, with an innate coldness.

"Baby, you were great today! I'll come to see you tomorrow." Regardless of the moment, the coldness dissipated, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a faint smile on his face, he looked at Qingqing lovingly.

After Shen Xuanmo left, Qingqing's beautiful big eyes seemed to flash with a gleam of light.

He blinked his eyes in surprise and confusion, like two twinkling stars, and lowered his head to stare at the abnormally white hand in front of him: [Is this my hand?] But the only sound that came out was howling.

His heart was filled with doubts. He tried hard to speak, but his throat could only make strange sounds.

He tried to stand up, but found that his body was stiff and uncontrollably stiff. : Could it be that I am not dead? I have become a zombie] "Ah...Ah? Ah...Ah?" Qingqing was terrified.

Soon his absolutely beautiful face wrinkled into a ball, his rosy little mouth drooped, his face full of grievance.

After a while, there was a bang, Qingqing felt a splitting headache and passed out.

The next evening, Shen Xuanmo came to Qingqing early with some fresh food.

When Qingqing saw him, her eyes suddenly lit up and she jumped over happily.

Shen Xuanmo put the food aside, picked up Qingqing tenderly, and said softly: "Qingqing, can we try calling my name again today?"

"Oh?" Qingqing tilted her head to look at him, her black eyes rolling around.

"If it's not possible today, then how about calling tomorrow? If it's not possible tomorrow then... I will take you away soon." Shen Xuanmo hugged the little boy tightly in his arms, talking to himself, his eyes slightly red.

Qingqing stretched out her little hand and touched Shen Xuanmo's red eyes, as if she felt his sadness.

But Qingqing can't speak yet, Qingqing thought in her heart, but she could only make a few howling sounds.

Shen Xuanmo hugged Qingqing tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body, "It's okay, Qingqing, as long as you are by my side."

Yes, as long as Qingqing is always by his side, he has nothing to fear. As long as he can keep Qingqing by his side forever, he is willing to do anything, even murder and arson, and go against his own principles.

"Oh." He imitated Shen Xuanmo and patted the man in front of him on the back stiffly. There was no other way. Who made Qingqing have to become a zombie?

Shen Xuanmo hugged Qingqing tightly, casting a faint shadow under his eyes, which made the pair of seductive eyes even deeper and more charming.

As long as Qingqing gets enough crystal cores or the blood of a psychic, she will be able to recover slowly. Unfortunately, although Shen Xuanmo has a guess, he is not sure.

After Shen Xuanmo's meticulous and persistent feeding, Qingqing became more and more lively, just like a human-shaped doll, playful and charming.

Shen Xuanmo was touched by Qingqing's response. He gently stroked Qingqing's hair, his eyes became soft and doting, but at the same time, a hint of viciousness flashed across them. Those people wanted to snatch his Qingqing away, they all deserved to die...