The next day, when Zhu Yuanqing opened his eyes, it was already dawn. The scorching sunlight poured into the room, making everyone feel warm.
As soon as Zhu Yuanqing woke up, he felt something was wrong.
His waist felt like it was run over by a huge wheel, sore and painful, and his chest was also aching. He even felt that he couldn't wear clothes today.
Zhu Yuanqing moved his fingers and raised them to block the sun, and saw the red marks on the palm of his hand that had not yet faded.
He dropped his hand in despair and felt his arm getting cold again.
When I lifted the quilt, it was like red ink spilled on white paper, and ink marks of all sizes appeared before my eyes.
Zhu Yuanqing immediately felt like a delicious dessert that had been bitten by a giant mosquito all night.
This was an unfamiliar room, not the mattress in the hall last night. Chen Mu had been tossing and turning until dawn. Zhu Yuanqing was so sleepy and tired that he had no recollection of how he got here.
After a long pause, Zhu Yuanqing sat up. The sunlight shone on his skin, casting a dazzling warm glow.
Exposed to the air, the red plum blossoms became even more obvious. Zhu Yuanqing couldn't bear to look at them anymore and picked up the brand new clothes placed next to him.
His own clothes were completely unwearable, not to mention his pants. Even the low-quality T-shirt he was wearing was torn into strips of cloth. His death was miserable.
Chen Mu's figure was similar to his, so the clothes fit him perfectly. After putting on his pants, Zhu Yuanqing took the black shirt and put it on. However, his expression changed after he took a step.
Pulling up the cloth that was tightly attached to his chest, Zhu Yuanqing's eyes flashed with obvious annoyance.
Autumn——!
Just then, the door opened and a face that looked particularly obedient poked its head in.
Chen Mu was holding a bowl of steaming porridge. When he saw Zhu Yuanqing standing up, his eyes lit up. The bowl of porridge floated onto the table, and he moved closer to him, hugging his waist with both hands.
The shirt was pressed back to his body, and a furry head was rubbing against him. Zhu Yuanqing's body stiffened and he pushed away the person who was rubbing against his chest.
"Chen Mu." Zhu Yuanqing said in a sinister tone, "Stay away from me."
"Why?" Chen Mu blinked and grabbed Zhu Yuanqing's sleeve, looking pitiful. "Fei Bai... We are already so close, you can't turn your back on me."
"Heh." Zhu Yuanqing took his hand away, raised his chin, pointed at the kiss marks all over his neck, and unbuttoned his collar, revealing the particularly red and swollen area under his shirt. A hint of danger flashed across his eyebrows.
"Then you help me solve this problem first. How do I get dressed? How do I go out?"
Zhu Yuanqing had emphasized last night that he had to leave the villa area today, and that whatever happened after leaving was up to him. But this guy just got carried away and didn't hear anything he said, showing no restraint at all!
Chen Mu lowered his eyes, looking as pitiful as he could be: "Fei Bai..."
Zhu Yuanqing had suffered more than once, and with a hardened heart, he just looked at him coldly.
Pretending to be pitiful failed, Chen Mu raised his head dejectedly, and was dazzled by the spring scenery in front of him.
"How about I help you disinfect it?"
"Disinfection?" Zhu Yuanqing almost laughed out of anger at his innocent expression.
In the second half of the night, this guy kept talking about disinfection and made himself look like this. Zhu Yuanqing didn't want to think about what happened yesterday.
Controlling the air is such an incredible ability!!
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. Instead, Zhu Yuanqing calmed down. He stretched out his hand, raised the corners of his eyes, smiled very gently, and then slowly moved closer to the side of Chen Mu's face.
The person he had been thinking about approached him actively, and Chen Mu's whole body stiffened, and he even forgot to breathe.
The soft fingertips brushed across the side of his face, and the corners of his lips felt warm. Chen Mu's brain was still shutting down, and he felt a sudden pain in his lower back.
"Hiss—" Chen Mu frowned and bent his waist.
Zhu Yuanqing withdrew his hand that had secretly reached behind the man with satisfaction. The lord was generous and let him go.
He said that he had been tortured to such an extent, how could Chen Mu be fine?
It wasn't me who did the hard work last night.
"Fool." Zhu Yuanqing lifted the man's chin, his narrow eyes filled with mischief, "Want to fight with me?"
He tilted his head to look at Chen Mu's hand that was still supporting his waist, and reached out to rub his waist. Sure enough, he heard a muffled groan, and smiled softly, "Next life."
After saying that, he turned around leisurely and sat down at the table. He didn't care about his open collar, picked up the porridge and raised his eyebrows: "The porridge is good."
"Thank you for the hospitality."
I don’t know what to thank you for.
After dinner, Zhu Yuanqing looked around.
There were still quite a few zombies outside, but they were scattered around. Since there was nothing here to attract them, some were even moving out of the villa area and no longer posed a threat to the two of them.
Chen Mu did not ask Zhu Yuanqing how he dealt with the zombies or why he fainted, and Zhu Yuanqing tacitly did not mention leaving.
He didn't even ask what happened to Kong Wenhan and the others, which satisfied Chen Mu's growing possessiveness.
The mattress in the hall was a mess, and the used blanket made Zhu Yuanqing not want to look at it a second time.
Zhu Yuanqing held Chen Mu, who was forcing himself to go out with him, in the villa. He took a lighter and burned all the mattress, clothes and other things to ashes.
No one knows whether or not anyone will come to this villa area in the future, and Zhu Yuanqing doesn't want to leave behind a rumor of a wild couple in the apocalypse.
"alright."
The fire burned out, Zhu Yuanqing checked it and looked back at Chen Mu.
With Zhu Yuanqing's deliberate "guidance", he no longer forced himself, but honestly moved his small stool and sat at the door, being as well-behaved as possible.
Seeing Zhu Yuanqing turn around, his eyes lit up and he stretched out his arm.
Zhu Yuanqing had always been soft-hearted towards him, and now he was even more helpless. He took three or two steps forward and hugged him in his arms.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Mu tightened his arms contentedly: "Little Lion, are we a couple now?"
For some reason, he didn't want to call out Jiang Feibai's name, and was afraid of being beaten if he called him baby, so he adopted the nickname Little Lion.
"What do you think?" Zhu Yuanqing asked back, pinching the hair of different lengths in his hand.
"I've already slept..." Chen Mu whispered, "I think so."
His voice was too low and Zhu Yuanqing couldn't hear it clearly, but he could roughly guess what he wanted to say.
Touching the fluffy head, Zhu Yuanqing smiled lightly: "Let's go, boyfriend, finish cutting your hair."
Boy friend! ! !
Chen Mu stood up excitedly, his hair rubbing against Zhu Yuanqing's chest and directly into his neck.
Zhu Yuanqing felt a pain in his chest and gritted his teeth.
"Chen Mu!"
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