"Yeah." Wen Shumu smiled gently, "You saw it."
"..."
Kapok grabbed his clothes, "Wait a minute."
Wen Shumu stopped, "What?"
Kapok thought about it carefully, and said, "Although we have only been together for two days, if my daughter-in-law needs it, I can satisfy you."
"..."
Kapok lay down obediently, with a kind face: "Then come."
The man lowered his eyes and calmly looked at the person below him. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and the arc was subtle and beautiful.
"good."
"??"
Kapok stared at him, thinking that the other party would say "Forget it, I don't want to part with it" in pity.
As a result, reality and ideals are completely different.
Mu Mian's expression became more and more self-evident, as if she was accusing the other party. She glanced at the broad daylight outside, and heard the roar of zombies from time to time. Mu Mian pursed her lips, "They are still below."
"Yeah." The man's fingertips had already covered the buttons of his clothes: "They won't come up."
"..."
"What if." Kapok didn't believe it.
Wen Shumu stared at her, then got up suddenly and wanted to go out.
Kapok also sat up, not knowing why: "What are you doing?"
The other party glanced at her, "Go and tell them not to come up."
"..."
Kapok rolled her eyes, a little speechless.
Looking at the other person's expression, she obviously knew that he was joking, so she hooked her fingers helplessly.
"Forget it, come here and satisfy you."
Wen Shumu nodded and suddenly smiled: "Okay, come here."
The man returned to the bed, he took off his clothes slowly, and curled his lips, "Mianmian said just now that he was satisfied, right?"
Kapok hummed.
"Okay." He unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his fair and delicate chest, "If you are not satisfied, do you have to pay back twice?"
Kapok was silent for a moment, "How can you be satisfied?"
"I say it's when you're satisfied."
"..."
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After a long time, Kapok's consciousness was drowsy. It was already afternoon, and the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window illuminated the room. She lifted her heavy eyelids, felt the strength of the other party, and couldn't help saying: "I'm tired."
"Huh?" The man raised his hand, his brow was covered with sweat, he held the other's little white hand against his body, and looked down at her: "Do you want me to double again?"
"..." Kapok immediately changed her words: "I'm not tired."
"Okay." The man chuckled, "Then continue."
"… "damn thing.
After living in the apartment for a few days, everyone's tense nerves relaxed a little bit, and their energy gradually recovered, which was much better than when they fled.
Mu Mian felt that Wen Shumu recovered the best in the team, he was like a monster who didn't know what it meant to be tired.
Kapok couldn't help wondering if he was a zombie. Because zombies don't know how to be tired.
After hearing her question, Wen Shumu couldn't help being silent for a few seconds before raising his eyelashes: "If I'm really a zombie, it's not as simple as letting you rest."
"..."
She was silent, and the other party was not in a hurry, thought about it thoughtfully, and said to herself: "Actually, it would be nice if it was a zombie."
Kapok raised his eyes.
Wen Shumu: "If I bite you, you will become a zombie."
"... what do you want to say?"
"This way you won't be tired." Wen Shumu smiled: "If you're not tired, then you can always—"
"Stop, stop." Mu Mian called to stop quickly, and she opened her eyes: "Why do you have such things in your mind every day, can't you think of something else?"
(end of this chapter)