Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Boom!

There was a loud knock on the door, and while she was looking out the window in a daze, Qiao Muxi was so frightened that she trembled when she regained consciousness.

"I have something to do, Xixi," Wang Shuohua shouted, "You haven't had breakfast yet?"

As soon as she opened the door, she was surrounded by a big hug. Qiao Muxi was still dazed, her big eyes were twitching, and a fragrant big chicken drumstick was stuffed into her mouth.

"...Hmm", she chewed subconsciously, and it was as round as a little hamster hiding snacks on her cheeks: "It smells so good, so delicious."

"It's delicious, eat it quickly, don't let that boy Zhang Yanyu see it." Wang Shuohua put the chicken drumstick in his other hand into her hand, and then he had time to look at the room behind him, but he didn't see Luo Xiran: "Luo Xiran isn't there? "

"Well... I can't find where he went." When Luo Xiran said that he had disappeared, her happy mood after eating the delicious chicken legs suddenly turned into depression and melancholy. She lowered her head and wilted.

Wang Shuohua couldn't help but feel that the little cutie looked so wilted, and immediately felt heartbroken.

While scorning Luo Xiran, he abandoned the little white flower and ran away, while he laughed and coaxed her softly.

Wang Shuohua took Qiao Muxi back to his room and asked her to wait for a while to get some thick clothes for her to wear.

The weather changed too quickly. Fortunately, Wang Shuohua had no foresight and went to the wild when he was in the army. He had developed a habit of accumulating more things that would be used in that kind of weather, and he also prepared thick clothes early.

The temperature dropped sharply, so she definitely didn't prepare thick clothes. Luo Xiran didn't know where she went, and Qiao Muxi would be broken if it got cold.

At this time, the door was violently knocked open, and Zhang Yanyu angrily asked Wang Shuohua: "Have you seen the chicken legs I put on the table? They came back and disappeared."

"No," the latter's expression remained normal: "Maybe Chen Yi took it away. You can go look for it at his place."

He came and left in a hurry. Qiao Muxi was stunned and let Wang Shuohua put on her clothes.

"Are chicken legs important?" Qiao Muxi looked at Wang Shuohua and thought about the chicken legs he had eaten, and said guiltily: "Otherwise, I will bake one and give it back to him."

"I will pay him back. What does it have to do with you?" Wang Shuohua said: "If you dare to put it on the table, it will give him a long memory."

Freshly baked chicken legs are really rare to see in the apocalypse, especially as many animals have evolved and their meat has become difficult to eat, or impossible to hold on to.

Zhang Yanyu must have a better memory this time. He never puts down the chicken legs and walks away.

After a while, Luo Xiran came back after a long journey. At this time, Qiao Muxi was curiously observing a new species that he had never seen before.

Luo Xiran ignored Sanqi 21, and after finding Qiao Muxi elsewhere, he took her back to their room.

"Where have you been?" the squeamish Qiao Muxi pursed her lips, unhappy: "You just brought me here when you came back, you don't even worry about me..."

Luo Xiran didn't leave without saying a word all morning. Of course she was angry and sulky. She doesn't want to see him now, hum.

Luo Xiran hugged the struggling little rabbit without rejection, stroked her hair with her big hands to comfort her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, my baby."

Qiao Muxi was cold and aggrieved, but in Luo Xiran's arms, her body slowly warmed up, from the outside to the inside.

It's like a seed is planted in the body and then radiates heat, which is strange.

"I just learned that there is a thing that can temporarily make the body of people without superpowers warm." Luo Xiran said very slowly, not sure if it was to explain or to coax Qiao Muxi: "Isn't it cold now?"

Ever since she came into contact with him, she really wasn't cold anymore. Maybe it was the thing Luo Xiran said that made her body warm so quickly.

Qiao Muxi hummed softly.

"I won't disappear for no reason from now on. I'm worried about it." Luo Xiran sighed softly.

Struggling to raise his head from his chest, Qiao Muxi saw his face slumped from running around, and touched the handsome zombie's cheek with his fingers: "It's really not cold anymore."