Chapter 69: The Little Doomsday Writer (Yuhui) 16 Licking Snacks
"team leader......"
Even with Zhao Zemu there, it still took them a lot of effort to escape from the tide of zombies, especially the group of ordinary survivors following the convoy. No one knew how many of them had died. Now they could only breathe a sigh of relief after finally entering a town.
Zhao Zemu remained silent. After arriving, he found a secluded corner and sat down with his knees bent, his hands on his knees.
The deputy captain looked around before he found his captain. His face was visibly gloomy. Even though he knew what had happened, he didn't dare to ask.
The team is full of taciturn men, and the vice-captain didn't know how to comfort his captain for a moment.
Zhao Zemu stared silently at the bracelet in his palm, his eyes darkening gradually. His thumb repeatedly rubbed the metal buckle. After a long moment, he suddenly said, "A student in car number six said he saw her being pushed out. Call them over."
After hearing this, the deputy captain looked stunned, but he quickly reacted and left.
The witness found happened to be the female student whose mother was killed by her classmates. Although she was only in the sixth grade of elementary school, she spoke very clearly and told Zhao Zemu all the details of the incident.
After hearing the whole story, Zhao Zemu didn't say anything, but just let her leave calmly. His expression was no longer gloomy, but contained a hint of calm and terrifying anger. He closed his five fingers and pressed the small floral bracelet hard into his palm, causing it to hurt.
"She wasn't pushed out by anyone, she left on her own." Zhao Zemu made the judgment without hesitation without even thinking about it. The words almost popped out from his lips.
The deputy captain was stunned, not quite sure what Zhao Zemu meant. "Captain, what do you mean?"
Zhao Zemu laughed in anger. Was this little bastard thinking he was blind or stupid? Did he think she had a wood-type ability but didn't know how to use it? How could a person with special abilities be so easily pushed into a zombie swarm by someone with bad intentions?
Zhao Zemu was so angry that his teeth were itching. He thought it would be better if the conscienceless little bastard was not caught by him, otherwise he would have to lock him up in the space and take good care of him.
"The current operation is to bring the survivors back to Jinyun Base. The next step is to return from the base to search for them."
We have to turn these urban areas upside down to bring her back.
Far away in City A, Song Qingqing, who was standing in front of a supermarket shelf, couldn't help but sneeze. She was holding several bottles of Coke and several large bags of potato chips in her arms. When she turned around and met those misty gray-blue eyes, she felt the blood in her body instantly cooled. His eyes were different from those of normal people and zombies, a bit like those of a mixed-race person.
Song Qingqing initially thought he was a monster like Li Yang, but this zombie youth just stood there quietly looking at her, holding a silver-gray metal safe in his right hand.
This gentle and handsome appearance full of bookish air is very consistent with the image of Professor Ye in the plot outline.
Song Qingqing flipped through her memory blankly and confirmed a fact: the dull-looking zombie youth in front of her seemed to be... Ye Si.
But he doesn't seem very smart?
Seeing Ye Si's eyes lingering on the potato chips and cola in her arms, Song Qingqing pursed her lips, carefully handed over a bag of potato chips, and asked softly, "Um, do you want to eat this?"
Song Qingqing was reluctant to part with it. She had been searching for this flavor of potato chips for a long time, and it hadn't expired or gone bad yet. Do zombies also like to eat snacks?
The tall zombie youth lowered his eyes and glanced at the potato chips held in the girl's white and tender fingers. She was probably pinching the potato chip bag unconsciously because of nervousness, and her fingertips were showing a pitiful pink color.
Song Qingqing saw that Ye Si, who was still a zombie, didn't seem to have any interest in her potato chips, because he just glanced at the potato chips in her arms and shook his head expressionlessly.
Then, Song Qingqing was frightened by his next action.
Ye Si reached over the potato chip bag and grabbed Song Qingqing's fingers. His body temperature was totally unlike that of a human. This alone could confirm that he was definitely not a living person. His fingertips were as cold as a long-dead corpse.
However, after grabbing the girl's soft and warm fingers, a confused and puzzled expression appeared on the handsome and pale face of the zombie youth.
Ye Si felt confused.
His perception told him that the girl in front of him was of the same kind as him, but strangely, he did not smell the bloody smell on her that other people of the same kind would have. Ye Si felt that he seemed to quite like the smell and temperature of her body. What was the reason?
So the cold zombie lowered its head, moved closer to the girl's fair and fragile neck, stretched out its wet and cold tongue, and licked it without warning.
When his icy breath touched the skin on the side of her neck, Song Qingqing's pupils constricted instantly. After feeling the wet and cold touch, she instinctively wanted to push away Ye Si who was approaching her, but she was afraid of angering this zombie version of Ye Si whose personality was still unclear. Song Qingqing gritted her teeth and chose to gently press against his cold chest with an attitude of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.
Song Qingqing was terrified. God knows she thought Ye Si was going to bite the aorta on the side of her neck and tear open her skin and blood vessels.
She almost had to suffer the consequences of her carelessness and underestimation of the enemy. She followed Zhao Zemu and the others and was not bitten by the zombies. When she was being chased by Li Yang, she thought it would be better to be bitten to death by a good-looking zombie like Ye Si.
Song Qingqing was so frightened by Ye Si's action that her eyes were covered with tears. As expected, when the time came, she still didn't want to be eaten by zombies. If she really had to die in this ghostly apocalypse, she still wanted to complete her mission and leave the world quietly.
Realizing that the girl didn't want him to lick her, Ye Si stood up, staring at her with his misty blue eyes in confusion. He opened his mouth, but perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the sound that came out of his throat was hoarse and unclear, and could not form a single word.
It was obvious that Song Qingqing didn't understand, because the girl stopped pushing him away and looked at him puzzledly, as if asking him what he wanted to say.
Ye Si frowned, his mind blank. Thinking of the girl's pronunciation when she was talking to him while holding potato chips, he imitated her poorly, "I want to... eat, but I can't eat?"
In order to make the girl understand what he meant, the handsome zombie youth used body language and pointed at her snow-white and delicious neck. He wanted to lick it every day, as if he was eating something delicious.
Song Qingqing: “......?”
Song Qingqing opened her eyes wide and stopped trying to push away Ye Si, whose body was cold and stiff. She chose to cover her neck tightly with both hands and shook her head desperately, "No! No! No way! You can't eat this!"
Ye Si pursed his lips lightly, and between his lips and tongue there was still the scent and warmth from when he had just licked the girl's neck, as well as the soft texture and sweet taste, a bit like the taste of the crystal core he had used before.
Ye Si frowned again. Still not understanding much, he chose to follow his instincts and stick to his own ideas. He grabbed the girl who was trying to escape, licked her snow-white face, and said affirmatively, "I want to eat."
Song Qingqing was so frightened that her body froze, not daring to move. When she felt the touch licking her face, she suddenly understood that what Ye Si meant by "eating" was... licking herself?
Song Qingqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to lick himself, and it wasn't as scary as she had imagined.
Song Qingqing thought for a moment and asked him softly, "Do you just want to eat me like this?"
Ye Si thought for a moment and nodded without hesitation.
The girl's courage suddenly grew because of his answer. She raised her small chin and said confidently: "Then you have to listen to me obediently from now on, and I will let you lick it."
The zombie youth frowned. He instinctively felt confused and something was wrong, but he was still bewitched by the sweet fragrance emitted by the girl in his arms, and he agreed to this unequal agreement.
If you are obedient, you can lick it as you like, very good.
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