Chapter 79 It’s impossible to wear colored contact lenses~
Before Jun Mo could respond, Qiao Bai had already blocked his mouth with the hand wearing the ring.
"Husband and wife are one. You're trying hard to protect me, and I want to stay with you forever," Qiao Bai said with a smile. "Old Master Ge asked me what my goal was before. At that time, I only had a vague idea, but now it's very clear to me."
"My goal shouldn't be to live a life of idleness and wait for death, but to be with you."
"You want to put an end to this chaotic world early for me, so I should fight alongside you."
"Baby, you don't like trouble," Jun Mo shook his head, "I don't want you to change for me."
"But I want to change for you~" Qiao Bai leaned over and rubbed Jun Mo's cheek, "Amo, let's do it together, okay? What you want to do must also be what I want to do~"
Jun Mo hugged Qiao Bai, closed his eyes slightly, and raised a helpless yet doting smile at the corner of his mouth: "I really can't do anything about you."
"Okay, then, let's go together?"
Qiao Bai nodded vigorously and laughed.
The door of the infirmary opened, and Jun Mo walked out holding the "unconscious" Qiao Bai, facing a group of medical staff.
On the way, he met Ren Jing. Ren Jing was stunned when he saw Qiao Bai in Jun Mo's arms: "Is he injured?"
"I was grazed on the forehead by a bullet. I was shocked and passed out." Jun Mo looked outside the base expressionlessly. "There are still traitors in your base that have not been eliminated. Come to my house tonight."
"Okay," Ren Jing nodded, and took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it over. "I found this on those dead plunderers. It says 'healing' on it, but it doesn't specify its specific use. Find someone to analyze it."
The moment Jun Mo saw the porcelain bottle, his pupils constricted for a moment, then quickly recovered.
He calmly took the porcelain bottle, nodded, and lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes: "I will."
Only after Jun Mo left did Ren Jing breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boss, his aura was so strong just now," Qingming stood behind Ren Jing, looking at Jun Mo's back with lingering fear.
Ren Jing patted Qingming and said, "Until now, I haven't been able to see the level of his supernatural powers clearly, which proves that his strength is far above mine. Just now, for a moment, I felt his murderous intent." But it was not directed at them.
It would be fine if such people were friends, but if they were enemies, you might not even know how they died.
"Even you, boss, said he was very powerful, so he must be very powerful... Boss, why did you hit me!" Qingming covered his beaten head and looked at Ren Jing accusingly.
Ren Jing leaned over and pinched Qingming's chin: "I've told you several times, huh? Don't call me boss." He called me the wrong name every time.
"...I understand." Qingming blushed, but in the end he still couldn't figure out how to define the new name for the two of them.
As if noticing Qingming's dilemma, Ren Jing moved closer.
"I don't know what to call me?"
Qingming nodded honestly.
"Call me Ah Jing, I remember you used to call me that when you were very young," Ren Jing said, his thoughts drifting away as he smiled dreamily, "Then one day, you suddenly started calling me Big Brother."
Qingming didn't have much impression. He started to remember things late and was younger than Ren Jing. He had been calling Ren Jing "Big Brother" ever since he could remember.
But he still scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "Actually, sometimes I also feel that the way I call it is a bit weird, but I'm used to it and don't know how to change it."
Even now, the first words that came out of his mouth were "big brother".
A Jing... Qingming quietly called out these two words in his heart, and his ears turned red.
Forget it, I'll just call him big brother... Ren Jing slumped his shoulders in frustration and lazily hooked his arm around Qingming's neck: "I'm tired, can you cheer me up?"
"Huh?" Qingming subconsciously reached into his pocket, "I don't have any cigarettes!"
A slight smile escaped from Ren Jing's throat, and his eyebrows and eyes curved.
Before Qingming Festival, I liked to use cigarettes to numb my nerves, so I subconsciously thought he wanted to smoke.
But he has never liked smoking.
There are many ways to cheer him up, but this person is his only "air pump".
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Jun Mo carried Qiao Bai all the way home, and only after they entered the house did Qiao Bai suddenly jump off Jun Mo.
"Pretending to faint is a skill, it's exhausting!" Qiao Bai struggled to move his hands and feet, and suddenly several brands of contact lenses appeared in his hands. "I just suddenly remembered that I have contact lenses in my space. How about we give it a try?"
The pupils of Qiao Bai's eyes were almost invisible, and they were almost the same as those of the high-level zombies outside.
Fortunately, it does not affect eyesight.
When looking in the mirror, Qiao Bai was almost scared by himself: "(Expletive) What kind of monster is this!"
Jun Mo held the contact lenses in one hand and smiled helplessly: "Baby, don't make a fuss. You look cute like this too."
As expected, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Qiao Bai felt that Jun Mo was already extremely nearsighted.
"How about this brown one?" Jun Mo held up the contact lenses in his hand.
Qiao Bai nodded hesitantly: "You come, I can't."
So the two of them fought for nearly an hour over a pair of colored contact lenses.
It ended in failure.
Qiao Bai covered the eye that was constantly shedding tears and looked at Jun Mo with his good eye.
Both of them couldn't help laughing.
"Forget it, forget it. I'd better wait a few days before going out. I really don't have the ability to wear these colored contact lenses." Quan blinked and tears came out.
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