Undead Chapter 48

Zhou Rong's motto has always been seeing people talking, talking about ghosts and talking about ghosts, but at the mont, they have been struggling for a few seconds.

"... Huh?" Si Nan froze. "Don't you say he cheated your feelings?"

Zhou Rong solemnly said, "But I have you now, so my feelings have been pinned, and I don't think about the past at all. Let any young and frivolous let it go to hell, brother now ..."

"Why are you so disappointed?" Si Nan complained.

Zhou Rong was plugged into his throat with the words "Di Qiang Qian", and his expression was like swallowing four eggs made of stones. After a long while, he was wronged: "Organize, please tell sothing, comrade Xiao Si, 11 years! I Even parents do n’t rember anything! ”

Sinan: "..."

"And it only lasted for a few days, was there nothing at all? In the end, it was a shaful past to cheat my feelings and toss away. It's a shaful past, let us turn this mory into a fly ash and die Right ... "

Sinan: ".................."

Si Nan's eyes narrowed, "Follow, wind, and die."

From Zhou Rong's point of view, Si Nan's eyebrows showed a radian on the tail end, which was extrely cold like a blade, and he imdiately trembled.

"You swear that you really died with the wind?" Si Nan asked.

Zhou Rong said piously: "I am in the na of my parents ..."

"Is Lingzun Lingtang still alive?"

"..." Zhou Rong reluctantly said, "I grew up in a welfare institute with state funding, can I swear in the na of the dean?"

Sinan grinded his back molars and said, "You swear by the people's governnt that I believe."

Zhou Rong had no choice but to raise his right hand: "In the na of the People's Governnt, I really have ..."

He closed his eyes in pain, and after ten seconds of complete silence, he mourned: "No, let be honest. Sotis I think about it ... just think about it! Is it painful after all!"

Sinan was a little satisfied, and lay back suddenly, frowning wondering what he was thinking.

Zhou Rong saw that he didn't respond for a long ti, thinking that he finally survived the difficulties that every man has to go through in his life, and secretly relieved-but he couldn't breathe back when that breath ca out. I saw Sinan as if he had suddenly figured out sothing, thoughtfully:

"So don't you count on two boats now?"

Zhou Rong was stunned for a while, and his heart was as if he were being swept away by a group of grass and mud.

"Ah!" He suddenly stared loudly in front of him: "Zombies!"

Sinan: "..."

"I hit a zombie, just go back!" Zhou Rongjian rushed out of the room and fled.

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-Obviously there are no zombies. The old forest in the deep mountains was originally empty, and it was the coldest winter of the year. The water in the zombies was frozen, and it was difficult to move on the mountain at this latitude.

Zhou Rong squatted in front of the stove and made sothing to eat, and the heat stead the glass window hazy. He wiped it away and looked out of the dirty frosted glass. I don't know when the heavy snow had fallen. It was a goose feather, the river in the distant valley glowed a faint light, and the world was quiet.

"Do I count my feet on two boats?" Zhou Rong asked himself subconsciously.

He tried to recall the little Oga's face when he first fell in love, but it was really confused in the eleven-year-old snow-like mories. In these years, he graduated from a military academy, went abroad for peacekeeping, was elected to the central governnt, and then was settled in 118 after suffering setbacks. He experienced countless guns, fire, and life and death. His mory is like a slate, and he was etched with countless deep knife marks.

Although the past of 18 years old is still alive, when I think of it again, the first thing that cos to my mind is not the specific person, but the long and helpless years.

Think about it this way, in fact, in so ways, Sinan is a bit like the teenager Oga who deceived him. Zhou Rong pondered, standing in front of the kitchen window with his arms folded, staring absently at the world gradually wrapped in silver.

Clever and slightly cunning, with a strong willpower, hiding things in his heart, he has an extraordinary dedication to the goal, and will never let it go until it reaches the goal. However, this may also be the common point of typical capable Oga. If you think about it, their looks may be similar.

Zhou Rong shook his head and laughed at himself, saying how it was possible. He put out the stove fire, carefully filled the old-fashioned hot-water bottle that he had pulled out of the utility room, and went upstairs into the bedroom lightly.

Sinan was tightening her head tightly, burying her face deeply into her knees, and when she heard soone pushing the door, she conditioned to recoil backwards, tightening herself tightly into a ball.

The air was filled with a rich and sweet atmosphere, and the mont Zhou Rong entered the room, it was like a tide, seeping into his blood from his nasal cavity, throat, and even every pore in his body.

The seduce from the physiological instinct is so blunt and straightforward, it is a huge stimulus to the nerve endings. When Zhou Rong shoved the hot water bottle into the mattress room, his hands were shaking, because he tried hard to restrain, even on the arm covered by the sleeve Violent blue veins broke out.

"..." Si Nan murmured.

Zhou Rong's throat knot slid up and down sharply, hoaring slightly in his ear and said hoarsely, "What did you say?"

Sinan gasped, "Go away ..."

Sinan's eyes were red, his eyes were flooded with water, and it was snowing outside, but his nose was sweating slightly, his lips were soft and red as they were burning, and every word was shaking slightly.

Zhou Rong could not see the scene, closed his eyes and said, "I'll ... co up again later."

He bit his tongue hard and kept the last touch of restraint with his tingling. When he turned and was about to leave, his sleeve was caught.

Si Nan stretched out **** from the state of curling up into a ball, catching his cuff.

"..." Zhou Rong turned to grab his wrist, and whispered, "How?"

Sinan ’s wrist is actually very stiff, because that year-round fighting training will inevitably affect the bones. His fingers are also very slender. At first glance, he may be said to be artistic, but in fact he does not play the piano. His fingertips are full of hard skins that are scratched out by clenching a dagger. Cocoon ford by firing.

There are both left and right hands, and even the left hand is more obvious to the touch because of intensive training.

——Scars and old scars. On these hands, I recorded the hardships and patience that the owner could not imagine for more than two decades. All the Oga that Zhou Rong had contacted and rembered were completely different.

"Go away ..." Sinan gritted his teeth, but his forefinger and **** hugged Zhou Rong's sleeve tightly, and his nails appeared blue and white.

"Really gone?" Zhou Rong asked quietly, pulling his hand away from his cuffs: "Do you really let go?"

Si Nan tried his best to catch the cloth in the chaos, but to no avail, his whole body was soft like jelly, and he was still pulled away a little bit.

"..." Si Nan's eyes suddenly beca redder, and Wang Shui almost fell down with grievances.

Zhou Rong smiled and put it in his ear and asked, "Whether to leave or not?"

He couldn't hear what Zhou Rong said, and Si Nan's ears rang loudly. The only thing that was clear was his own heartbeat, which made a gurgling sound in his chest.

He couldn't see Zhou Rong's face, and he couldn't realize the fact that he was holding the man's hand. All his senses have been transford into hot, dense mucus, and he feels hot and twitching wherever he feels his body, shattering his mind.

He only knew that there was a strong, reliable, and secure atmosphere hanging over the bed, which made him want to approach involuntarily; but when he really approached, he felt that the breath still contained a powerful and aggressive desire It seems that the beast lurking in the darkness, at any ti, will stretch out his claws and drag him into the abyss, which is more difficult to control.

Can't do this ... Sinan thought vaguely.

He floated in the warm water, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't wake up, raised another soft hand to his mouth in confusion.

He wanted to bite the back of his hand so hard that he could at least feel the familiar pain. But then he was caught, both wrists were pressed against the bed, and there was no room for protest.

"... Zhou ..." he murmured subconsciously, seeming a little afraid: "Zhou ... Rong ..."

Zhou Rong flattened him on the bed, looked down, and bent his knees between his thighs.

"Zhou Rong ..." Si Nan couldn't help but called again, and his pupils dilated.

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