Quickly wear the host, she is beautiful and sweet

Chapter 589 Doomsday Coddle (4)

The man is very young, with a pure temperament, and looks extremely green.

He has white skin and red lips, handsome appearance, but amber pupils, when he looked up, bright light came in, and Lingling was glowing like glass, sparkling, translucent and beautiful.

It seems that the ignorant college students who have just set foot on campus have not yet been baptized by society, and still maintain the purest and most innocent appearance.

Like a clear crystal.

The man only glanced at them, and then lowered his head to read his book, as if something there attracted his full attention, and he also looked a little autistic.

Everyone present was amazed.

Although he is very good-looking, what is even more rare is that kind of temperament, pure and transparent, hiding in the basement quietly reading a book in this chaotic apocalypse, as pure as if separated from the mortal world.

Very pure, but also very lustful - can arouse the desire of others.

Standing in this house, even the person who yelled at first didn't dare to speak, and even slowed down his breathing, as if a little heavier could blow away the person in front of him.

In the end, it was Chu Wu who spoke.

"Are you hiding here or the person in charge of guarding these things?"

The man just turned over a page of the book, and when he heard Chu Wu's words, he raised his head again. Amber's eyes were shining brightly... Rather than the word "man", it may be more appropriate to describe him as "youth".

He only casually glanced at a few people, then quickly retracted, lowered his eyes and opened his lips and said:

"not mine."

It's like a clear mountain stream flowing through the heart, resisting the soul.

After speaking, he continued to read the book.

"We want to take the supplies here to fight against the zombies." Chu Wu said again.

This time, he didn't wear his head: "Well, take it."

Chu Wu scanned the trash can in the corner, there were a lot of compressed biscuit packaging shells, and there were some on a box next to it, but there were not many left.

Chu Wu couldn't help but soften her voice and asked, "You, do you want to go out with us?"

The man——Song Duanyan looked at Chu Wu, this time he no longer just took a quick glance, those amber glazed eyes reflected Chu Wu's appearance at the moment, and they were also shallow, as if he didn't see anyone in his eyes.

"There are zombies outside, dirty and messy, what are you going out for?" he asked back.

"You don't have much food left, and so do your books." Chu Wu said, "Staying here is waiting for death, why not go outside and fight for your life."

"But the result is death." The man told the cruelest thing in the world in a pleasant tone, with a bit of willfulness, "Rather than all death, I would rather starve to death here, at least I am beautiful and don't have to be tortured Those eat or assimilate."

"No." Chu Wu said solemnly.

Song Duanyan finally closed the book, and seemed to be looking at her seriously: "...Huh?"

The white light in the room was bright, illuminating every bit of the man's body very clearly, and it also lit up Chu Wu's entire face. Her facial features were exquisite, beautiful, and impeccable from beginning to end.

But compared to the innocence and harmlessness of the man, she seems a bit too flamboyant, very aggressive, like a flower in full bloom, who doesn't know when it will suddenly decline.

"Chu Wu with me, I will protect you."

Song Duanyan turned his head slightly to look at her, this action added a sense of cuteness to him, he seemed confused: "Are you strong?"

"Water system ability, third level."

"Is it strong?" the man asked again.

Compared with asking Chu Wu or the barren, he seemed to be thinking about a question to himself, without waiting for Chu Wu to give an answer, and answered by himself, "Oh, the end of the world is only 33 days away, this progress The speed should be pretty good."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chu Wu again. Amber's eyes were clear, and the corners of his lips curved suddenly.

"How many people have you told this?"

　good night.

　　I don't have much to thank recently, so I'll just make a statistical list in a few days, not every day.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)