Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Han Jianchuan read it in a low voice, his eyes full of joy, and he was very satisfied with the name.

He moved closer to Xu Muzhe, spread out his palm, and said to Xu Muzhe, "Which one is it?"

Xu Muzhe grabbed his wrist and wrote the word "Zhi" on his palm with his index finger.

Han Jianchuan breathed very lightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his palms felt itchy, as if they were gently touching his heart.

After Xu Muzhe finished writing, Han Jianchuan still maintained the same posture, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Do you like it?" Xu Muzhe asked.

Han Jianchuan clenched his fingers, as if he wanted to hold on to the name he had just said.

This is a new beginning for him and a name that belongs to him.

"Yes, I like it."

Han Jianchuan raised his head and stared at Xu Muzhe with a smile, "Then can I call you Muzhe?"

"can."

Han Jianchuan lowered his head, stared at his hands, and read out the two names.

"Muzhe, Xiaozhi."

It was as if there was a piece of honey in his mouth, and his voice was filled with sweetness.

It would be nice if we could stay together like this forever.

He didn't want to be alone anymore.

Han Jianchuan bit his lip and stood up to take the fruit knife on the table.

Under Xu Muzhe's puzzled gaze, he cut a small cut on the back of his hand. Within two seconds, blood began to flow out of the wound.

Xu Muzhe quickly picked up the handkerchief and covered Han Jianchuan's wound.

"what you do!"

Xu Muzhe's voice was so fierce that Han Jianchuan's body trembled.

"Can I follow you?" Han Jianchuan said firmly, "I have a secret I haven't told you. I can actually heal wounds. When you go looking for supplies in the future, take me with you. I can help you fend off the zombies. I won't be infected, and it doesn't matter if I get bitten, as long as you don't leave me behind."

Although his voice was firm, his eyes were very uneasy.

Cautious and expectant.

He was afraid that Xu Muzhe would really pull him to block the zombies, and he was also afraid that Xu Muzhe would look down on his usefulness.

"Are you crazy?" Xu Muzhe was angry that Han Jianchuan had hurt him, and his voice was filled with obvious anger. "You should know when to stop joking."

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all."

Han Jianchuan pulled open the handkerchief, and the original wound suddenly disappeared, leaving only some blood stains.

Xu Muzhe knew about his special physique, but he still felt shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

Seeing Xu Muzhe staring at his hands, Han Jianchuan shyly hid his hands behind his back and said with a blushing face, "I didn't tell you before because I was afraid you would eat me, so I kept it a secret from you."

Xu Muzhe retracted his gaze, "Aren't you afraid that I will use you, or use you as a human shield?"

"I chose it myself." Han Jianchuan paused, then said, "I don't regret it."

Xu Muzhe sighed and rubbed his head.

"In that case, hurry up and eat something. If you don't eat enough, how can you stay with me in the future?"

Han Jianchuan was stunned. "What?"

"You usually have a big appetite, but recently you only ate a few cookies. Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"I..."

Han Jianchuan didn't expect Xu Muzhe to pay so much attention to him, and he couldn't help feeling happy.

"Go eat something!"

Han Jianchuan felt a lump in his throat and nodded heavily.

He took a bag of bread from his bag, leaned against Xu Muzhe and shared it.

At night, they slept in the same bed again.

Han Jianchuan turned his back to Xu Muzhe, his back pressed against the other's warm chest. His heartbeat quickened and he had trouble falling asleep.

It wasn't the first time they slept together.

But today I'm particularly nervous.

It seemed that after telling each other the secret, the relationship between the two became closer.

Han Jianchuan was very curious about what position he held in Xu Muzhe's heart.

They are strangers who warm each other.

Or the family that cannot be separated.

Or maybe...a lover?

But Han Jianchuan felt that she could not be called a lover at all.

Xu Muzhe had said before that he didn't like his type at all and thought he was troublesome.

Thinking of this, Han Jianchuan felt a soreness in his chest and had trouble breathing.

His arm was a little numb, so he turned over and slept in a different position.

Suddenly he met Xu Muzhe's gaze, and Han Jianchuan's heart skipped a beat.

"You...you haven't slept yet..." Han Jianchuan opened his mouth and then realized that his voice was trembling violently.

"How can I sleep when you toss and turn?"

"Then...I'll sleep on the floor then."

Han Jianchuan hurriedly stood up, but Xu Muzhe grabbed his wrist and he stumbled into his arms.

A strong arm was around his waist, and their bodies were so close that Han Jianchuan could hear the other's heartbeat.

It seemed to be the same as his, rapid and loud.

Before Han Jianchuan could speak, a man's hoarse and gentle voice sounded above his head.

"Xiao Zhi, can I kiss you?"