Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 198 The Zombie Dad is a Wave 45
Rou Rou stared closely, with longing in her eyes—he hoped that the current zombie king was different.Lean toward her and listen to her.

She already knew the obedient power of the zombie king, absolute power.

Fuchen turned over and jumped downstairs.

The zombie king dodged, and before Rourou could react, he grabbed his arm and tore it off.

"Ah—" Rou Rou screamed.

The blood was stained red.

The new zombies in the room are ready to move.

Rou Rou was in so much pain that she held the child with one hand.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Zombie King was no longer moving, he stood stiffly in the gap, ready to escape.

Rourou cried in pain, tears fell to the ground, the finger of her right hand slid, cut open the space, got into the gap of the space, and then secretly glanced at the zombie king: he is still the expressionless zombie king, who only obeys the zombies in the dust king.

Fuchen looked at everything indifferently, and suddenly regretted that he didn't talk about his right hand.

The soft space is hidden on her right index finger.

"She will appear here." Fuchen said delicately, stood on the bed and pointed at the place where Rourou left.

Looking down at the bed again, the light blue quilt is spread on the white mattress, which is very soft.

The shoes stepped on the bed, leaving black marks.

And a pool of bright red blood.

Fuchen frowned in disgust, pointed at the bed, "It smells like her, I don't want to live here."

The big zombie's light gray pupils stared at the floating dust, and his calm gaze was fixed on her face.He was still holding Rourou's severed hand.

For half the salary, the big zombie stared at the painting book in his hand.

The princess bed above is pink.

Look at the bed again, blue and white.

Look up at the floating dust again.

Fuchen groaned, jumped out of bed, and walked towards the door.She is going back to the table to sleep.

It's like primitive humans living in caves.

The big zombie suddenly raised his hand and tore the quilt and bed to pieces.

Fuchen turned his head and stared blankly.

Until now, Fuchen didn't understand what the big zombie was thinking.

She already felt that the big zombie had changed a lot.

So far, it is not known whether this change is good or bad.

The cotton wool of the quilt and bed was flying in the air.

Rou Rou was not there, the zombies grabbed and bit the blood-stained quilt frantically.

The room was full of catkins.

The mattress was also stained with blood and was also vandalized.

The crib was also overturned by the zombies.

Fuchen's eyes were confused and he stayed where he was.

The big zombie looked left and right, and grabbed the cabinet to find it.Find them one by one.

There are already women's clothes in the closet.

Zombies don't have the habit of cleaning up.

The clothes of Fu Chen and the big zombie were changed when they went to the mall to get clothes.Their wardrobes are the clothes in the mall.

The big zombie looked up at the cabinet on the wardrobe.

Move over the two bedside tables by the window, step on them, open them, and pull up all the things inside.There are new things messy on the bed.

Pure cotton bedding.

Three-piece set in blue and white stripes.Blue and white pillowcase.

The big zombie held a drawing book for comparison.

Check out the blue and white pillowcases and the pink in the picture book.

Fuchen couldn't help but leaned over to look, saw the things in the painting book, and looked at the big zombie curiously.

The big zombie squatted down and picked up the floating dust and walked towards the study.

The posture is very strange, it is held by the princess, but Fuchen is just a baby, and the distance between the joints of the hands and feet is not far away.The two hands of the big zombie were almost straight out, spreading the floating dust on its arms.

Like a skewer on a barbecue.

ill.

Fuchen opened his mouth and bit the big zombie's face, and crawled neatly up to his neck.

Sitting on the study desk again, the big zombie took out his textbooks.

The group of zombies followed behind. Some people had a lot of blood on their mouths, and they were still gnawing on bones with meat in their hands.

Fu Chen sat on the table, looking at the "The Adventures of Elvis Presley" in the hands of the big zombie, which no longer has pinyin.

Fuchen lay down on the table and started watching.

Zombies are around.

The big zombie pointed to the words and read, "The kitten walked back to the nest happily with a meaty bone in its mouth. I met a big yellow cat on the road..."

He read it word by word, and when he came across an uncommon word, the zombies behind him would point to the word and read it.

Fuchen stared at the zombies strangely, the combination of big zombies and zombies was very strange.

The big zombie pulled over the floating dust, put it in his arms and sat down, flipping through the pages.Fu Chen was forced to read and study.

Night had already fallen.

There were still voices in the study.

In the dark, everyone stared at the almost invisible words, reading loudly.

Fu listened to the sound of reading, and fell asleep lying on the table.

Before I opened my eyes in the morning, my nose smelled the smell I liked first, and the next moment, a sweet taste flooded into my mouth.

With eyes still closed, I drank the milk first.

Holding it in Fuchen's hands, he drank most of the bottle of milk before opening his sleepy eyes.

"Father." Fuchen was puzzled.

This kind of treatment has never been seen before.

Fuchen looked into the big zombie's eyes and found that the posture at this time was very comfortable.

Sit yourself on a cushion -- use a quilt as a temporary cushion.

The big zombie is holding his head alone, his body is tilted around 45°, and he is being fed milk.

The milk is very familiar, it is Rou Rou's special milk powder.

Turning his head, Fu Chen saw that the book on the table had become a very thick book.

Just opened, it is the psychology and development of children from 0-3 months.

Turn out the title of the book: "Child Psychology".

When he wanted to finish drinking in one breath, he was stopped by the big zombie, "Two hours later."

Dust doesn't care.

But Fuchen felt wrong when the big zombie was carrying himself solemnly to the bedroom to sleep.

I just woke up, why am I still sleeping?

The quilt in the bedroom is pink and very warm.

Fuchen frowned, Rourou appeared.Trade directly with big zombies.

What deal does the big zombie have with her?
Fu Chen jumped off the table, picked up a glass of milk bottle and ran away. "I went out to play!"

The big zombie stared at the floating dust and ran out of the house, still puzzled.

He returned to his seat, continued to read the entire "Child Psychology" with the help of a group of zombies, and focused on children aged 6-8.

After reading the books in the box, the big zombie went to the base on the other side of the river to check the computer.

The computer cannot be connected to the Internet, but there are many videos of "action teacher guidance and teaching".

The zombies watched blankly.

Finally know how humans reproduce.

The zombie king continued to read paper materials and research papers, but he didn't understand many theories.

As a last resort, the zombie king went to the library to look for science materials.

A library is a sea of ​​books.

The zombie king was out of place, and when he was about to bite everything, he was pulled back by Rou Rou.She demanded, "I can help you, but you must continue to provide protection. Let me live across from your house."

After returning to the space and regaining her composure, Rourou thought for a long time, and decided to adjust her mentality and re-intervene in the life of the big zombie and the floating dust.

His room is not allowed, but the opposite room is fine.

In any case, Xiaobao's future needs the help of these two subjects.

Her hand was healed by spiritual water, she did not lose blood to death, and the fracture recovered.

The severed limb uses water power to transform into an arm as a prosthesis.She has the right to teach herself a lesson.

The big zombie didn't respond.

Rourou still acquiesced that he agreed.Take out the books and papers from the space, and put them back on the bookshelf.

"Here's your bookshelf. From elementary school to college. I think you need this!"

(End of this chapter)