69novels Chapter 11 Cold War
Chapter 11 Cold War
"Well, I'm a little dizzy, I'm going to find a place to sleep, I drank too much, it's too uncomfortable, what did I say just now? I can't remember it, it's all drunk, it's all nonsense, who is that ...Help me up." He chattered to justify himself.
Zang Hongai is very shrewd, he immediately recognizes the well-dressed and capable man in front of him, the person he dated on the day the boss left, he is in this world, and it can be regarded as life and death, if he talks nonsense here, he will tear people apart , Turning around, Yuan Xingche was not happy, so he hacked him alive.
Zang Hongai was already dejected and was about to leave without stopping.
Yuan Xingche's head was still in a mess, but his intuition seemed to be something bad, and he couldn't think of anything wrong.
"That..." Yuan Xingche said, he got stuck.
"Which one?" Song Miluo pouted.
He knew Yuan Xingche too well, Yuan Xingche just liked that kind of young man with tender skin and flesh, and he would be more attracted to him if he looked flirtatious.
Yuan Xingche pointed to Zang Hongai's direction, "I didn't think about it."
"Hmph..." Song Miluo smiled eccentrically, but ignored Yuan Xingche, returned to his residence, closed the door, and went back to sleep.
The house allocated to them is a three-bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom house developed by the township.
Yuan Xingche sat in the living room by himself, his messy head cleared up a lot.
When Xiong Hu and Jiang Du came back, Yuan Xingche was still sitting.
"It's quite early to be back." Xiong Hu dragged the drunk Jiang Du in his hand. Compared with Xiong Hu's big man, Jiang Du was carried like a small chicken.
Passing by the living room, Xiong Hu wanted to find a room for Jiang Du to put him in, when he heard Yuan Xingche say, "Is he jealous?"
He suddenly made a sound, startling Xiong Hu.
"Who is it?" Xiong Hu asked.
"Song Miluo." Yuan Xingche said.
"Brother Song is good at everything, not just one thing, love is sullen, why did you mess with him, he was locked out of the room." Xiong Hu said.
Xiong Hu has always tacitly agreed that they are a couple, and Yuan Xingche did not explain. If it is true that Song Miluo said that he will be the emperor of the last days and Song Miluo will be his queen in the future, there must be more people who misunderstand.
Yuan Xingche thought about it for himself, is it because he is broad-minded and doesn't care about having such scandals with everyone, or is he only willing to be with Song Miluo.
He had only known Song Miluo for a few days, if all his closeness to Song Miluo came from that dream.
In the dream, Song Miluo hugged his dead body, fragile and lonely.
Losing him was like losing the light of the whole world.
The veracity of this dream remains to be seen.
Song Miluo's room door was closed.
After a while, Xiong Hu came out, and he looked at Yuan Xingche who was sitting in the living room with his head downcast.
Xiong Hu said: "It's too hot in the room, Brother Song doesn't open the door, what should I do if it gets too hot inside?"
"Go to bed early, don't worry about him." Yuan Xingche said.
"What about you, are you sleeping outside today?" Xiong Hu asked in a low voice, caring about Yuan Xingche's masculinity.
"The living room is spacious and cool." Yuan Xingche said, with a rather stubborn temperament.
"That's good." Xiong Hu stopped talking and went back to sleep.
Yuan Xingche lay down, then stood up again, he walked to Song Miluo's room, stopped for a while, didn't know what to say, then walked back to the living room, and lay down.
Falling asleep in no time.
He dreamed again, and he dreamed of Song Mira again.
It dreamed that in a small city-state, he was the guest of honor, happily drinking and eating meat, and Zang Hongai still found him a "cleaning the dust" person, but that person was not Xuanhua, but Song Miluo.
Yuan Xingche didn't know how he fell in love with Song Miluo.
In the dream, he liked Song Miluo's shyness when he bowed his head, and his rabbit-like pitiful appearance when he was frightened, even his gnashing of teeth at others, and his glaring eyes were all moving.
Then Zang Hongai decided to send Song Miluo.
When he saw Song Miluo again, his face was ashen.
The two stood awkwardly in front of the clean big bed in the tidy room.
Later Song Mira in the dream...
Extremely tender.
It's like a piece of delicate cream cake that didn't have time to put it in the refrigerator, and it became soft and seemed to lose its shape after a while, but it was still sweet.
It's like being kneaded to this point.
Yuan Xingche couldn't help but took a sip, and looked at Song Miluo with a confused look, well, this cake still has a heart of wine in it, which is very intoxicating... By the time it stopped, the soft and sweet cake had been completely eaten .
When Yuan Xingche woke up, looking at the sky outside the window, he still felt that there was still an aftertaste.
It happened to be Song Mira, the object of such a dream...it should be Song Mira.
The stubborn, blurred eyes of Song Miluo in the dream...Yuan Xingche felt that it was against harmony.
Yuan Xingche endured embarrassment and took off his pants.
If it was Song Miluo now, if someone forced him to do something he didn't want to do, he might jump on him and bite that person to death.
And in the past, Song Miluo in the previous life was used by others and betrayed by his relatives... How did that man treat Song Miluo at that time?
Obviously before yesterday, Yuan Xingche was not curious at all!But now he wants to go to the time when Song Miluo encountered all that, pull that man away, and take Song Miluo away!
Yuan Xingche walked into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water. His water system ability quickly heated up the bathtub in the room for a day. Yuan Xingche felt very comfortable soaking in the cool water.
There was a click from the bathroom door, and Yuan Xingche remembered that he forgot to close the bathroom door...
When Song Miluo came in, he first saw Yuan Xingche sitting in the bathtub, and then sitting on the side, with stained underwear on it...
"You are really wronged." Song Miluo said in a muffled voice.
Normally, Yuan Xingche would not suffer from him with his mouth, but now Yuan Xingche looks at him, his mind is full of Song Miluo with snow-white skin and rosy skin in his dream.
Yuan Xingche just looked at Song Miluo like that, Song Miluo touched his cheek, the last time Yuan Xingche looked at him like this, he took out a watermelon seed on his face.
There was nothing on the left cheek, and he touched the right again.
Nothing on either cheek.
He turned around and wanted to leave, but Yuan Xingche asked: "I'm leaving now, then what are you doing here?"
Song Miluo blushed.
He came in to use the bathroom...
But Yuan Xingche was here, holding him with a knife, and he couldn't urinate.
Song Miluo walked out without saying a word, and closed the door for Yuan Xingche in a polite manner. Yuan Xingche patted the water in his bathtub angrily. What's the matter?
How did Song Miluo see that pair of underwear?
Even if his name was posted, Yuan Xingche would not even frown if he was picked up all over the street to show his eyes, but when Song Miluo saw it, at that moment he was ashamed and wished he could dive to the bottom of the bathtub!
When Xiong Hu walked out of the room, he saw Song Miluo sitting in the living room.
"You two are really weird, just sit there in turn, with a sad face and don't speak." Xiong Hu was not a particular person at first, he put his hand into his pants, scratched the itchy place on his butt, and shook it went into the bathroom.
After a while Yuan Xingche came out with his clothes on, water still dripping from his hair.
The two looked at each other, neither of them could tell how embarrassing it was.
Song Miluo stood up, he and Yuan Xingche passed by.
According to Zang Hongai, there is a morning market in the city-state of survivors, and there are many breakfasts sold.
Yuan Xingche doesn't know anything else, but Song Miluo likes to eat hot food. Yuan Xingche found out after spending a few days together.
I don't know if Song Miluo likes hot meat buns, or the famous local Hu spicy soup.
As soon as he said he would leave, Yuan Xingche ran downstairs, planning to buy it and try it.
The entire small city-state is not big, Yuan Xingche can find out where the morning market is by just asking anyone.
There are everything sold here, such as animals, chickens, ducks and rabbits, vegetables, cucumbers, tomatoes and beans.
At this point in time, the earlier place was the most crowded, and Yuan Xingche, who was far away, saw Zang Hongai among the people in line.
This small city lord is also close enough to the people.
"Hey! Boss." Zang Hongai greeted hurriedly.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you yesterday, how do you sell the breakfast here?" Yuan Xingche asked. Song Miluo said that after the end of the world, the previous currency will no longer be in circulation. It is also a hindrance for them to carry wallets on the road, so they have long since thrown them away.
"Can I let you buy it here? What do you want, how many servings, leave it all to me." Zang Hongai hurriedly said, yesterday he said something wrong, and the head and his little friend didn't know what to do, and they couldn't keep it together. I ran out to buy breakfast today just to go back and coax people.
Zang Hongai seized the opportunity to make up for it.
He rushed to buy four breakfasts for Yuan Xingche.
Yuan Xingche wanted to go back, and Zang Hongai followed him: "By the way, boss, since you are here, don't leave. This little city lord asked you to be the lord."
"Courtesy?"
"Tomorrow, the city-state organization will go to the county to find some medical supplies and bring them back. The county is densely populated and there are many zombies. The danger is very high, so I think it would be best to have your help."
Zang Hongai explained the various compensations in detail, probably the reduction or exemption of the house lease, and monetary rewards.
Yuan Xingche only said to go back and think about it.
When Yuan Xingche went back, he saw Song Miluo standing at the door, talking to the people next door.
In the nearby buildings, except for the person in charge of the city-state, the rest are almost all assigned to the supernatural beings.
It is generally a set of two supernatural beings.
On Yuan Xingche's side, he and Xiong Hu happened to be two people, and the four of them lived in a suite.
"What are you talking about?" Yuan Xingche asked.
The supernatural being living next door was very hearty: "Mirao said he wanted to take a bath. Aren't there no water supernatural beings in your room? It just so happens that there is me here."
Yuan Xingche didn't know where this unknown flame came from.
"Okay, Song Miluo, why don't you leave me alone and go find someone else?"