On the first day of moving into the new house, everyone looked full of energy.
Zhang Yajing hugged the wrinkled and resentful Happy Dog. Although she felt very sorry for the mother-in-law in her arms, she thought this was the most beautiful time for her since the end of the world.
Fang Ming looked at everyone busy cleaning and cooking, and walked around the villa in his spare time.
The private club on the underground floor was decorated in a very high-end style, but the dim ambient lighting made him feel like he had entered a bar room, especially the row of unfamiliar foreign liquors on the wall.
With a gym and screening room next door, the entire floor is a private entertainment space.
Going up to the second floor, the bedroom is over 100 square meters. The balcony views the golf course in the distance and the mountains further away. Even the dressing room is bigger than the bedroom in Fang Ming's rental house.
Half of the third floor is guest rooms, and outside the balcony is an outdoor swimming pool. Fang Ming was amazed, thinking that rich people really know how to enjoy life.
After the dormitory manager's manual cools down, I will definitely coax the doctor to come play in the water. When I think of the cool doctor wearing a swimsuit...
At this time, Fang calculated the time, and his shadow flew to the gate of Yuehu Villa.
The distance was several hundred meters, and he tried his best to use the shadow to sneak, and he arrived in just over ten seconds.
At the gate of Yuehu Villa, two inhuman monsters were facing each other from a distance. The scene was solemn and murderous, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.
The rotten zombie was covered in black gas, with rotten flesh and blood constantly falling off its body. It looked at the monster blocking the road and let out a threatening roar.
“Ha~”
Curly is just a mass of flesh and blood without any vocal organs. It can only extend strange and twisted flesh and blood tentacles from its body to give itself strength. Green miasma shrouds it, but it is not afraid at all!
The war was about to break out, black and green evil spirits intertwined, and the surrounding trees were constantly withering.
"stop!"
Although Fang Ming arrived late, he broke the deadlock.
"Don't shoot, we're one."
The two monsters "turned their heads" to look at him, exuding murderous intent.
Fang Ming looked at Curly Hair and said, "Young man, you are very serious. Keep patrolling."
The flesh tentacles on Curly's body stretched out horizontally, then bent to the sky at an angle of forty degrees, saluted his superior, and went on patrol.
When the rotten little zombie saw Fang Ming, his face lit up red and he ran towards him like a pug, leaving him with a rotten stench.
"stop!"
Fang Ming immediately moved back a few meters, leaving it empty-handed.
"ha!"
The little zombie was not discouraged. He took out a skull and handed it to him. It was just a skull that it had plucked from the head of a zombie on the way and gave it to Fang Ming as a gift. It had the beauty of a dog bringing garbage to a dog.
Fang Ming accepted it reluctantly, threw it into his personal space, and ordered, "Play near the manor, don't run too far, and don't fight with that curly-haired guy!"
After saying that, he left with peace of mind. Although this little zombie looked stupid, he was actually not stupid and could understand human words.
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The villa has an independent power supply system. Although it was damaged after the end of the world, the wealthy people later organized people to repair it.
Although it cannot supply high-power equipment, it is more than enough for daily use.
As night fell, Xiuqing was in the bathroom, looking at the woman in front of her, wrapped in a bath towel. There was a cold temperament between her brows, her face was rosy, and her eyes were no longer cold and boring. Her long wet hair was draped behind her, making her look like a resentful female ghost.
She couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, and her fingertips touched the cold mirror, which made her dizzy.
Is this her? It's incredible.
She took off her bath towel and reached for the change of clothes she had prepared. She found that the pure cotton pajamas she had prepared were gone, and there was a piece of...
Ice silk suspender nightgown? !
Xiuqing put it on expressionlessly, thinking that Fang Ming would return the pajamas to her later.
Wiping her hair with a towel, she walked out of the bathroom and saw the girl with white hair in the living room blow-drying her hair, and Zhang Yajuan coaxing the dog downstairs.
Baimao saw Xiuqing and said, "Someone is looking for you. Come out and find him in the bedroom."
Xiuqing said thank you, turned around and went to lie down.
One step, two steps... She paused, and a strange sixth sense surged in her heart, making her feel a little uneasy.
The last time she had this premonition was when Wu Dayong was about to murder her. She relied on this uneasy premonition to escape danger.
Looking at the crouching door, Xiuqing turned and asked Baimao.
"Where's Chen Yuan?"
The girl blew on her white hair, "I don't know. I haven't seen you since I took a shower."
Xiuqing's heart sank, and she walked downstairs with a calm expression, looking at the ugly and ferocious Shar-Pei dog lying in the living room. Zhang Yajuan, who was standing next to her, lowered her head in grievance, being scolded by the dog like a grandson.
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