[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

If Luo Ning wanted to kill him, he would do it while he was in a coma. Why should he stay honestly? Mu Chengfeng couldn't figure it out. Luo Ning didn't abandon him just because of a little bread. Among those white-eyed wolves, there are still people who know how to be grateful ?

He warned himself that he could no longer trust anyone, but Luo Ning's actions opened a hole in the darkness in his heart.

"How is my injury recovering?" Mu Chengfeng asked again, staring at Luo Ning's expression, he could feel an inexplicable strength in his whole body, which was different from his previous physical condition.

Luo Ning thought that there was only one genetic modification liquid, and he was still a little bit reluctant. He was speechless, unable to explain that kind of high-tech product, and a lie would need countless lies to cover up, so his eyes were confused, and he made an excuse and said: " I don't understand either, your forehead was so hot at the beginning, but it recovered later, it must be because of your firm will, you not only carried it through, but also awakened the supernatural power along the way."

Mu Chengfeng snorted softly. He knew that infected humans had a chance to become supernatural beings, but even if they became supernatural beings, they would not be as energetic as him. He suspected that Luo Ning was not telling the truth, but the other party did not Ken said he couldn't pry that mouth open either.

However, the word supernatural power still made his expression move slightly. He tried to find out if there was any abnormal power, and gathered his energy. He felt a burning sensation in his palm, but the perception was still very weak.

Mu Chengfeng didn't make a sound, and glanced at the dark night outside. He had nothing to ask, so he distanced himself from Luo Ning, bent his long legs, and sat back down again.

Just a grunt broke the silence, Luo Ning suddenly turned to look at Mu Chengfeng's stomach, and asked crisply, "Are you hungry?"

Mu Chengfeng's cold and serious face was a little strange, he felt the light rumbling of his stomach, and he was rarely embarrassed, he hadn't eaten all day, of course he would be hungry, and the continuous gurgling made him feel ashamed, so he said lightly: "No. "

But Luo Ning had already turned around and picked up the pockets, took out the bread and milk, and handed them over with a smile, "Hey, let's eat."

The peach blossom eyes are slightly curved, with a gentle curvature, like a crescent moon.

Mu Chengfeng took the bread, took a big bite, and said that Luo Ning didn't hurt her, he thought Luo Ning was quite pleasing to the eye, and he wouldn't call him a badass again.

Luo Ning couldn't fall asleep anymore, propped her chin, chewed two biscuits, bit by bit, her lips were grinding like a little squirrel.

He turned his head and looked out of the window unintentionally, but saw a black shadow beside the window, a ferocious and rotten face suddenly protruding up, one eye socket was black, bloody and bloody, extremely terrifying.

Luo Ning opened his mouth slightly, his face turned pale, and half of the biscuit fell out of his mouth. His eyes gradually widened, and he gasped for air. He was frightened, but he couldn't make any sound.

Mu Chengfeng had already disposed of the bread. Looking at Luo Ning's frightened look, he shook his head, thinking that this man looked pleasing to the eye, but he was too timid. A soft man with thin arms and legs was indeed too weak.

Luo Ning was dumbfounded, not only because the zombie suddenly came into view, but also because it was so ugly and bloody that he suddenly couldn't accept it.

He was frightened, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his small face was pale, he quickly got up and hid behind Mu Chengfeng, pinching the corner of Mu Chengfeng's clothes with his small hands, and nervously poked his head out to look.

That face was still lying there, and he was so ugly again, he quickly turned his head away, what a terrible thing for Yan Kong.

Mu Chengfeng was helpless, what did a man do to be so small and weak, he snorted softly, stood up with a cold face, pushed away Luo Ning's hand, and directly drew the curtains to cover the Zhang face, then sat back calmly.

The window was made of iron frames. Although there were noises, the zombies couldn't get in, so he didn't do anything.