Chapter 534: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 49
"No, I have to tell my sister."
Jing Che slapped his head and walked towards Quan Jiu's bedroom.
It was at this moment that the locked door suddenly opened.
When he turned around, he saw Long Yan standing outside the door in black.
Jing Che hurried forward: "Seventeen, where have you been?"
As soon as he got close, he smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the man. His face suddenly changed and he grabbed his arm.
"Are you hurt?!"
"Don't tell Tongtong."
Long Yan withdrew his hand and returned to the bedroom.
Jing Che followed him anxiously: "If my sister knew that I was hiding this from her with you, she would probably skin me alive."
Long Yan unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular back. Jing Che saw the hideous scratches on his lower back that were more than ten centimeters long, and hurriedly took out the medicine box.
"I've never bandaged anyone before, just bear with it..."
He moved impatiently and roughly, poking the wound several times, but Long Yan just frowned slightly and didn't say anything.
Ten minutes later.
"alright."
Jing Che wiped the sweat from his forehead and bandaged it beautifully...
Deadlock.
Long Yan stared at the unsolvable knot and fell into a strange silence.
Jing Che explained seriously:
"It's more securely wrapped this way. But Brother Seventeen, why do you have so many wounds on your body? There are more than a dozen of them, big and small, and they're all fresh."
He hadn't encountered any difficult alien species recently. They were all low- and medium-level zombies, which were crushed to pieces by his sister before they could get close to him. There was no chance of him getting hurt.
Long Yan avoided talking about it and instead reminded him again: "Don't tell Tongtong yet."
Jing Che scratched his short silver hair in annoyance:
"No, you know my sister is so worried about you. If she knew you were injured and I didn't stop her, she would hang me on the city wall to catch zombies tomorrow."
Long Yan stared at him without saying a word, his blue eyes deep.
Jing Che stood up from the bed and started to act like a tough guy: "Brother, this is really not okay..."
Long Yan silently pressed his shoulders and pushed him back onto the bed.
Jing Che was confused: "?"
Long Yan: “…”
Jing Che took a tentative step forward, and the next second, Long Yan lifted his leg back.
Jing Che: “…”
Are you trying to keep an eye on him and prevent him from leaking information?
Time passed minute by minute, and by six or seven o'clock, Jing Che was extremely sleepy, but Long Yan still opened his innocent blue eyes, looking at him without blinking.
He didn't sleep, nor did he let Jing Che sleep. Whenever Jing Che was about to fall asleep while sitting, he would silently push him awake.
Jing Che had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and he wanted to cry but couldn't:
"Brother, can't I just admit defeat..."
"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. But I'll only keep it a secret for three days. If you get hurt again, I won't cover for you."
Long Yan thought about it and decided that three days was enough. With a wave of his hand, he finally let Jing Che go to sleep.
…
Base center building.
"Brother, I won!"
Wan Yan rushed into the top-floor office with the chips he won in his hand, his face full of excitement.
There were no lights on in the gray-black office. A figure was sitting in front of a computer. The fluorescent light emitted by the computer desktop was reflected on his face, making the man's indifferent brow bones look even deeper.
Hearing the door open, the man turned around and asked, "Did you win the gambling king?"
Wan Yan nodded heavily: "This is the chip I won, I'm giving it to you."
There was no trace of joy on the man's face, but instead a hint of sadness:
"Xiao Yan, listen to your brother. It's more appropriate for you to take the position of leader."
Wan Yan's expression froze: "But you clearly promised me that if I beat the gambling king, you would swap places with me."
"Xiao Yan, listen to what your brother says..."
Wan Yan's face darkened. "I won't listen, and you just keep trying to persuade me. Sheng Liangchuan, I'm telling you, I don't want this position as leader anymore."
Without waiting for the man to speak, Wan Yan turned and rushed out.
…
"Don't tell me you lost."
Quan Jiu drank milk and looked at the man who sighed many times early in the morning.
Wan Yan was dejected, completely losing the fighting spirit he had in the past few days:
“Not lost.”
But it's no different from losing.
He sighed and picked up the metal spoon on the table, wanting to taste the French soup, but as soon as he got the spoon, the handle suddenly melted and bent into a noodle.
Wan Yan: “…”
He didn't believe it, so he picked up the fork beside him and wanted to taste the steak, but as soon as the fork touched the steak, it broke into two pieces with a snap.
Wan Yan: "It seems that what I cut was not steak, but diamond. You..."
“Bang—”
Before he could finish his words, the stool under his butt suddenly became shorter, and one of its legs disappeared. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Just as he was about to fall, Wan Yan supported himself with one hand, and with a nimble somersault, he stood up again.
He stared at Long Yan, who was drinking coffee silently, with lingering fear in his heart: "Why are you so angry so early in the morning?"
Wasn’t it just a hug yesterday?
Long Yan looked serious, as if explaining to Quan Jiu:
"My abilities have been declining recently, so I need to practice more."
Quan Jiu touched his nose guiltily.
Wan Yan didn't really hug her yesterday, just gave her a vague hug, but in fact, his hands didn't really touch her back, and he gave her a very gentlemanly hug.
Because of the angle, no one else probably knows this except her and Wan Yan.
"Shiqi, have you been very tired recently?" Quan Jiu handed him a fried egg, "Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?"
The dark circles are not heavy and cannot be seen unless you look closely.
Long Yan didn't even look at Wan Yan, enjoying the egg she picked up:
"I'm not tired, I just went to bed a little late."
Wan Yan raised his eyebrows and stopped provoking the angry little wolfdog. He used the wooden chopsticks beside him to pick up food for himself.
After breakfast, Quan Jiu sent Wan Yan out. The man did not leave immediately, but asked:
"Chat?"
…
On the way to the center building.
"The one in your family is very jealous."
Wan Yan and Quan Jiu walked slowly, one on the left and one on the right.
His tone was firm, leaving her no room for argument.
Long Yan's eyes were almost glued to her. Quan Jiu was such a smart man that it was impossible for him not to see his possessiveness.
Quan Jiu smiled and didn't even think about arguing: "It was you who insisted on provoking him."
Wan Yan frankly admitted his crime. He smiled gracefully:
"He's like a little wolfhound guarding his food. Don't you think he's cute when his fur explodes?"
Quan Jiu sneered arrogantly, his strong possessiveness was exactly the same as Long Yan's:
"No matter how cute it is, it's mine."
Not a wolfdog.
It's a rabbit.
A clingy bunny who loves to cry and act like a spoiled brat.
Wan Yan fanned his nose in disgust: "It smells so sour and stinky."
The two came to the top floor of the center building.
Wan Yan swipes his card to enter the office:
"Actually, I asked you to come here because I wanted to ask you if you are willing to be the next leader of Xing'an Base?"
"Not interested."
Quan Jiu gave the answer without thinking.
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