Chapter 401: Good Boy Xing'er
Looking at the exterior decoration that imitates the ancient and tranquil Jiangnan style, it seems like a secluded residence built by a wealthy man in his spare time before the end of the world. Every detail of it reveals a low-key luxury.
However, after the apocalypse, the villa should have been occupied by zombies wandering around in many scenic areas, and there are some inconspicuous bloodstains on the base of the outer wall.
At this time, all the zombies inside were cleared out, and a few people who temporarily decided to rest moved in.
early morning.
The high mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and feel wet and cool to the touch.
Two children, one tall and one short, appeared in the courtyard of a small villa with an ancient charm.
The taller child looked about eight or nine years old, with a slightly frowned brow. He was holding tightly with his right hand a little girl with a round face and two small pigtails.
The girl was wearing a hand-sewn pink jacket, her almond-shaped eyes were dark and bright, her face was rosy and chubby, and at this moment, her mouth was pouted and she was about to cry.
"Ling, Xing, Mom..."
The chubby baby tightly grasped his brother's hand and wanted to go find his parents. His little face was almost red with anxiety.
Lingbao, whose temperament was 80% similar to Zhuang Moxing's, looked at the closed door of his senior brother and sister-in-law, lowered his eyebrows, squatted down helplessly, and looked at Xiao Xing'er with a red nose.
"Xingbao, you were the one who insisted on sleeping with Brother Ling last night. We agreed to stay in bed until dawn. Look, it's only five o'clock now, and my brothers and sisters-in-law haven't woken up yet. Go back with Brother, otherwise you will never be able to sleep with Brother again."
Xing'er, who was raised in a family with two adults and a brother, only understood half of what Lingbao said.
Just hearing her brother say that they can no longer sleep together, her almond-shaped eyes became red and wet with grievance. Her smart and pitiful big eyes widened in a second, and the next moment they were filled with tears.
"Wuwu, watch, watch——"
As he grows older, Lingbao, who is cold and hard-hearted towards everyone and even zombies, can't stand seeing his sister, who looks like a New Year picture doll, drop her gold beans.
He sighed deeply, stretched out his hands and held the fair and tender girl in his arms.
Then, for the first time ever, he patted her back and coaxed her back to his room with all his sweet words.
The boy, who was only nine years old, placed Xingbao on the warm couch, neatly stuffed a pacifier into her, and began to make milk powder with ease.
In the master bedroom of the villa, a woman who was exhausted from all the tossing and turning was lying in the soft quilt with a rosy face. Her long hair was naturally spread on the white pillow, and a few strands hung around her neck.
If you sniff closely, you can smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on her hair. It drifts out bit by bit with her breath, and it is extremely soothing to the nose.
In a trance, she heard the faint sound of crying outside. A trace of anxiety appeared between her fair eyebrows, and her rosy lips muttered: "Xing'er..."
It looks like he is about to wake up.
Zhuang Moxing saw Liu Yu's slightly furrowed brow in the light coming in from the window. He stroked it with his slender fingers and gently smoothed it out. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, go to sleep. I'll go check on her."
After he finished speaking, Liu Yu didn't know whether it was because she was too tired from his tossing and turning last night, but she actually fell into a deep sleep while being comforted.
You have to know that although she always appears to be strict with Xing'er, she is the one who cares about her the most in her heart. Any abnormality from Xing'er can make her sleep restlessly for a long time.
She was trying to be strict only because she saw that her father Zhuang Moxing and her brother Lingbao both doted on Xing'er. She was afraid that the child would become lawless due to their doting, so she hardened her attitude.
Seeing Liu Yu falling into a sweet dream again, Zhuang Moxing lightly left the bed and put on his coat.
He pushed open the door, raised his hand, and used an invisible force to block the fierce cold air rushing in from outside. With his other hand, he quickly closed the door behind him and strode towards Lingbao's bedroom.
"Xing'er."
“Daddy!!”
"Senior Brother."
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