Quick Time Transmigration: Autistic Male God, Don't Be Afraid of Me

Chapter 39
Although the little zombie was ignorant, but he had been with An Mengmeng for a long time, and he knew that it was a scolding look.But he obviously didn't know how to read people's faces, and he didn't know what made her unhappy in himself.I don't know what I don't understand, but a certain Zong deeply understands a truth, as long as Mengmeng shows this look, as long as she stands still obediently, she will not hit herself.

So, a certain rice dumpling retracted the hand that was outstretched in midair, and looked down at the clothes.Having not worn clothes for thousands of years, the little zombie was not used to it for a while, hooking his fingers on his sleeves and looking curiously at it.

This scrutiny completely ignited An Mengmeng's anger.

His fingers pressed against his clothes, and the sharp nails that had retracted into his flesh suddenly grew out. With a hiss, the long nails pierced the clothes and made a hole.

This is definitely not the first time, when he took the zombie out of the deep mountain, he tore into pieces the coat he had given him to hide his shame.It was the birthday gift that the third brother spent half a month in the mountains collecting herbs and selling them in the town last year, and bought her a birthday present.

In fact, for the past few days, An Mengmeng has been thinking about how to turn the stubborn and ignorant little zombie into a sensible, sensible, and kind-hearted zombie.But she has no experience in raising children at all, let alone an incommunicable non-human like him.This task is so long!
The consequence of a certain rice dumpling pricking his clothes is very serious, An Mengmeng decided not to get used to his stinking problem anymore.

Zombies have two major offensive weapons, fangs and sharp nails.

It was unrealistic to pull out the zombie's teeth, so An Mengmeng found a pair of scissors, grabbed the little zombie's hand, held down his little finger, and wanted to cut off his nails as a punishment.

Although the little zombie didn't know what Mengmeng was going to do, when he saw the scissors shaking in his hand, he still smelled a dangerous breath.Just as Mengmeng raised his hand to cut it, he suddenly retracted his nails into the flesh, and the scissors cut nothing.

She cuts, he shrinks.He can't fly!

He is obviously a sluggish zombie, but he actually looks like a monkey.She scissored it down one by one, and his nails shrunk very fast like a turtle.Before Mengmeng's next cut fell off, his nails stuck out again and he froze again.

Po Hou, Mengmeng was so angry that he slapped him on the palm.A filial son is born under the stick, he will not be successful if he is not beaten.

After being rough, the little zombie really became a lot more honest, and he didn't dare to move his nails casually anymore.

Mengmeng still insists on her plan, although the little zombie is not bad at heart, but his nails are too scary, as long as one is not careful, it may hurt people.She doesn't know what the consequences of being stabbed by a zombie are, but it's certainly not a good thing.

"Xiaotiao, your nails are too long, sister will help you fix them." After being rough, Mengmeng began to be soft, typically slapping first and then giving Tang.

I don't know if a certain Zong really didn't understand, or he was pretending to be confused, anyway, he refused to stick out his nails.

But An Mengmeng was not in a hurry, she naturally had a way to deal with him.Holding scissors in her right hand, she lowered her head and carefully trimmed the nails of her left hand.

Although she has been working for many years, Mengmeng's nails have not been damaged, and they are pink and crystal clear, very beautiful.She cut the nail of her index finger into a half-moon shape, grinding it slowly.

The little zombie is as naive as a blank sheet of paper, and is extremely curious about everything.He stretched out his hand and touched Mengmeng's index finger, which was soft and warm.

"Would you like sister to help you fix it?" An Mengmeng continued to seduce, waving her nails in front of his eyes.

"Come down!" Mengmeng saw the little zombie jumping onto the beam, and deliberately lowered her voice. The mother inside had just fallen asleep, so she couldn't be woken up to scare her.

It heard it, but why should it, a zombie king, listen to her!
Seeing that it ignored her, Mengmeng hurried to the woodshed to get the ladder.

This ancestor is a true ancestor!

She climbed up the ladder step by step.The ladder was already a bit old, and it was wobbly because it was not being held by anyone.

Fortunately, this cute girl is poor, can't afford much food, and looks rather skinny, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground long ago.

After climbing onto the house, she looked at the zombie standing beside him absorbing the moonlight, whose body was covered with a faint light.

(End of this chapter)