Chapter 50 Eat More of Him
"Princess, Princess! Get up and stop sleeping!"
A clear voice sounded in Qianzhi's ears, and she wanted to open her mouth to respond.
But the body moved on its own.
"Don't make noise, little butterfly." The sound made by her body was her own voice, soft and lazy.
She could not interfere with the behavior of this body, as if she was a bystander from a first-person perspective, watching the owner of the body act.
When the owner of this body opened her eyes, she found that this was an extremely large and luxurious bedroom.
A small mirror next to the silk bedclothes reflected the face of the body's owner.
It was her own face, even the expression was so similar, except that it had a bit of inhuman indifference and a gorgeous look between its eyebrows.
"I told you not to call me princess," the girl said. "What era is this? That's too childish."
"Those humans are trembling with fear of you, worshipping you, and even letting you do as you please, building such a big mansion for you to live in. Aren't you a princess or something?" The owner of the clear voice said teasingly.
"Mother Earth has divided her power among us, saying that we can take care of the humans a little bit, but she doesn't need to take care of them like you do."
Raising her eyes slightly, Qianzhi saw the face of the person who made the sound.
Her long silver hair covered the ground, furry tentacles stood on her forehead, and her silver eyelashes trembled on her beautiful face.
Yes. Cui?
"I just saw injustice and helped," the girl yawned and lazily turned over in the soft blanket. "I've lived too long and absorbed too much power, so I just wanted to have some fun."
"Fun? I think you're looking for snacks." The Cui-like young man sneered.
"You like those," he frowned and gritted his teeth, extremely disdainful and sour, "those men."
"No, I like the taste of them." The girl licked her lips, as if she was still unsatisfied.
The young man snorted coldly, and his silver robe was half open, revealing his delicate collarbone like a bow, and a beautiful chest covered with thin muscles. A hint of warmth trembled with his breathing, filling the room with charm.
"Instead of eating them, you might as well eat more of me." He had a very arrogant expression on his face. He took the girl's hand and asked her to touch the cold jade-like color in his clothes.
As he approached, the gradually clearer cold fragrance wafted to Qianzhi's nose. It was a scent Qianzhi had never smelled from Cui before.
It smells good and seductive.
As soon as she put her hand on it, she felt the soft and slightly cool body tremble.
The young man's silver eyes were sparkling, and he looked at her from the corners of his eyes.
But his eyes flashed and he immediately frowned behind them.
"Ning? What are you doing here? Kids, don't look at this!"
Qianzhi then realized that there were more than just the two of them in the room.
She followed the boy's gaze.
They saw a young boy staring at them blankly with innocent eyes.
The deep green eyes and hair, as well as the silly branches standing up from the hair, look very much like that ancient tree.
Ning tilted her head slowly and spoke very slowly, like a toddler who had just learned to speak:
"I'm here to tell my sister that the messenger from the base has arrived."
base?
Qianzhi knew this word. It was a fortress built by people after the end of the world to prevent themselves from being attacked by zombies and mutant beasts.
So when she fell into the roots of the ancient tree, did she fall into the memories that the ancient tree had once recorded?
And this girl, judging by the way she acts and her natural behavior, seems to be herself.
But strangely, she has no memory of this period.
"Tsk, maybe I should call for the recipe." The silver-haired boy pulled up his shirt and stood up with gritted teeth.
The people in the last days seemed to know the girl's preferences very well, and the entire mansion was covered with soft blankets.
The hall is also filled with green plants, which are suitable for dodder to climb.
The base messenger who walked in was wearing protective clothing, and the fabric that was tight around his waist made the man look tall and strong.
Those blue eyes were as cold as ice and snow, but they slowly melted the moment they saw the girl.
Qianzhi was very familiar with this man's face, it was Ian's face.
But it wasn't the Ian she was familiar with.
"Your Highness." He lowered his eyes and half-knelt down.
The man lowered his gaze and saw the girl's fair white feet.
Her toes are round and light pink, and her ankles are slender. As her calves swing, they create a beautiful white curve.
"I heard that you are the commander of the second base?" The girl leaned softly on the recliner.
".yes."
"I told you to send someone, but I didn't expect it to be you." The girl moved her translucent white feet and walked in front of him.
She tilted her head and hooked her finger under his chin.
"Do you know how you'll be treated when you come here?"
"I don't know," the man's throat rolled.
A few people went there before, but when they came back they had no memory of anything.
After examination, people were surprised to find that their blood had less volume but was more pure, with less pollution and impurities left over from fighting zombies.
But people are very afraid of the unknown.
But he was different, he was not afraid of her.
He had seen her.
And more than once.
Every time I see her, it leaves deeper and deeper marks on my heart.
"I didn't know you'd come." The girl chuckled and pinched his angular jaw.
"You once saved me, and I wanted to come and thank you." The man spoke in a serious tone, but his eyelashes trembled and he didn't know where to look.
Instead of the heavy hazmat suit that all the women on the base wore, she wore a sleeveless, flowing lavender dress.
Above the square neckline is soft and fair skin, and a small, bright red mole is particularly noticeable.
"I saved you?" The girl chuckled. "Maybe. After all, those guys who stood in my way were too ugly and smelly."
The apocalypse was filled with the smell of corruption, which she hated.
She sniffed the man's scent.
Her almond eyes widened in surprise.
It smells so good, with a cool minty scent wrapped in sweet fruity fragrance. She hasn't smelled anything so good in a long time.
"Since you want to thank me," she slowly unbuttoned the man's protective suit and stroked his neck and the taut veins there.
"Then show some sincerity."
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