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Chapter 168 Zombie Empire (End)

It is said that Fu Huai, the head of the Jinshan base, is a third-line supernatural being, and not lower than the second level.

Furthermore, Fu Huai's woman is still a stubble.

In the past, some short-sighted men thought that Rong Huang was an ordinary person without supernatural powers, and while Fu Huai was away, they wanted to plot against her.

As a result, several bones were broken by that man named Rong Huang.

It is estimated that the rest of my life will have to be spent in bed.

Both are people who are not easy to mess with. Who would dare to put their minds on the Jinshan base?
At the moment, two unfriendly people are wandering around the market.

Since the zombie virus was effectively controlled, some people came out with items to set up stalls.

There are miscellaneous things on the stalls, and there are everything.

Rong Huang put the lipstick back in Fu Huai's hand with an expression of displeasure, then grabbed two bags of chicken feet, "I want this! This!"

Fu Huai stared at Rong Huang's soft and pale face for two seconds, then pulled the chicken feet away from Rong Huang's hands domineeringly, cruelly and mercilessly, and put them back, "You have eaten at least twenty bags of chicken feet this week, you can't eat any more chicken feet. have eaten."

Rong Huang snorted, wanting to act like a spoiled child, but Fu Huai pinched her mouth, "Be good, huh?"

Rong Huang remembered that Fu Huai said this last time because she and She Anqing ran out of the base to steal chickens from other bases.

At that time, Fu Huai saw the dirty Rong Huang and didn't say anything.

At night, Rong Huang was pinned down on the bed by Fu Huai.

Fu Huai said this at the time.

Rong Huang rubbed her waist subconsciously, she is still a child and still growing, every time he does this until midnight, the king's kidneys can't stand it.

Rong Huang immediately left the booth decisively and went to the next one.

It doesn't matter, there are two bags of chicken feet in the quilt in her room.

In the end, Rong Huang exchanged a pack of instant noodles for a box of cocktails that were produced by a small factory and whose exact date of production was unknown.

After returning home, Fu Huai threw the cocktail into the corner, and forcibly ordered Rong Huang not to drink.

Drinking too much of this kind of fake wine can easily affect your IQ.

But Rong Huang didn't listen to him, and sneaked up in the middle of the night, taking advantage of the silence of the night, successfully found a cocktail, picked up a bottle of tons of tons and downed it.

"Hi~" Rong Huang hurriedly covered her mouth, looked around with her bright eyes, saw that Fu Huai over there hadn't moved, and continued to chat.

After one bottle went down, Rong Huang hiccupped again.

When Fu Huai saw the little girl curled up in the corner of the wall with her head down, sleeping soundly while holding the wine bottle, she finally couldn't help getting out of bed and walking to Rong Huang.

"Zai Zai." Fu Huai's tone was light, and he raised his hand to pinch Rong Huang's face, the hand felt very good, slippery and smooth.

Rong Huang was terrified by the pinch, and quickly raised her head.

Only then did Fu Huai notice that the little girl seemed to be drunk, and her eyes, which used to be shining all the time, were now covered with a layer of mist.

Fu Huai squinted at the fake wine in Ronghuang's arms, couldn't help laughing, suddenly a white hand approached and grabbed his ear.

"Who are you?" Rong Huang tried hard to identify with his eyes wide open, but he still couldn't recognize who the other party was, "How dare you make trouble in my lord's territory, be careful that my lord accepts you!"

Fu Huai raised his hand to rest his forehead, and the arc of the corner of his mouth never went down.

She looks so cute when she's drunk.

The ears hurt a little, Fu Huai stretched out his hand to pull Rong Huang's hand down, but Rong Huang let go first.

Rong Huang burped again.

I don't know if it's Fu Huai's illusion, but the smell of milk in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Rong Huang first supported his face with his hands, stared at Fu Huai for a while, and then stretched out his hands to support Fu Huai's face.

Fu Huai looked at the little girl who was smiling silly, and pursed her lower lip, forget it, just let her go.

The strength of supporting her face gradually became weaker, Fu Huai narrowed her eyes to look at Rong Huang, the little girl was already asleep.

Fu Huai sighed, leaned over and picked up Rong Huang, and then gently put her on the bed.

The moonlight coming in from the window made Ronghuang's skin even fairer, like a crystal that would break if touched.

Fu Huai rubbed the little girl's soft cheeks with her fingertips, and in her deep eyes was a possessive desire that had never been shown in front of Rong Huang during the day.

A kiss fell gently between the eyebrows.

Fu Huai knew very well that there was no need for her to accept him.

When he met her, he was willing to paint the ground as a prison.

(End of this chapter)