If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi really didn't know how to describe the taste in his mouth.

There is an apple sweetness, but it is almost too light to taste.

It has more of a fishy smell of soil mixed with grass, and when you bite it you can even feel the mucus rolling in your mouth.

This strange fruit cannot be said to be delicious in terms of texture or taste.

Song Chuyi silently put down the fruit he had just taken a bite of, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

Qi Yuze stretched out his hand.

Song Chuyi put the fruit in his hand.

Qi Yuze aimed at the part he had just bitten, took a big bite, and completely swallowed the bite that Song Chuyi had taken.

As he chewed, his brows slowly frowned, then suddenly relaxed.

Unappetizing.

But, my wife is so sweet.

Qi Yuze slowed down his chewing and stared at Song Chuyi without blinking.

It didn't seem like he was eating the fruit, it seemed like he was eating him.

Seeing that he remained calm, Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

“You think it’s delicious?”

"Sweet." Qi Yuze uttered a word.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

sweet?

Where is the sweetness?

Qi Yuze's throat moved slightly and he spoke again.

"My wife is very sweet."

Song Chuyi laughed out loud, "So this fruit is not sweet?"

Qi Yuze thought seriously for two seconds and nodded.

Ugly apple.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, he withdrew the vines that were whipping the apple tree, and gave up the idea of ​​devouring it.

He would never devour such a disgusting fruit.

He wants to find the most delicious fruit in the world for his wife to eat.

The vines spreading across the ground quietly searched for various fruit trees and exotic plants, causing the exotic plants that had been growing peacefully in the corners to panic.

Some even dived into the zombie pile, trying to escape the harassment of the vines.

Qi Yuze naturally would not let them go. He escaped into the zombie pile and killed all the zombies.

He can also absorb the crystal cores in the zombies' heads, which is just right for replenishing their energy.

Undercurrents were surging everywhere, but Song Chuyi's small hut was slowly built.

They don't need to sleep. After deciding on a location, they immediately start building a house.

After the small hut took shape, Song Chuyi suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Xiaoli and asked: "Xiaoli, do you have other friends?"

Xiaoli tilted her head.

Partner...it does exist.

It used to be a pear tree in an orchard surrounded by many other fruit trees. Although they could not move at that time, birds would drop seeds next to it.

So Xiaoli knew that there were many fruit trees in that orchard.

After the end of the world, many fruit trees also mutated into strange plants.

The little pear, which had simple thinking ability, shook its branches.

When Song Chuyi saw this, he smiled and spoke.

"Then call them all over here to play."

Xiaoli quietly looked at Qi Yuze beside her.

At this time, Qi Yuze was weaving a rattan chair with his own vines.

There seemed to be sharp thorns on those dark green vines, and you would get hurt if you weren't careful.

But Qi Yuze seemed to be unaware of it. He lowered his eyes, and his abnormally pale face was full of seriousness and concentration.

Xiaoli quietly moved closer to Song Chuyi.

She shook her little branches, as if she wanted to say something to Song Chuyi, and hit her own branches with her softest piece of paper.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

"Xiao Li, why are you hitting yourself?"

The young branches of the little pear tree shook even more violently, and even hid behind Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi looked at Qi Yuze thoughtfully.

Qi Yuze was still weaving rattan chairs.

He didn't know how to weave a rattan chair. Even though his branch secretly went to the human base to take a look at what a rattan chair looked like, it was still a little difficult to actually weave it.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in the rattan chair and did not notice what was happening over there.

Seeing that he was serious, Song Chuyi did not disturb him, but turned back and whispered to Xiaoli: "He dare not do anything to you and your friends."

Xiaoli thought hard.

Vines = big bad guys.

Tiantian = a good person.

Good guys can control bad guys, so it is safest for it to stay with Tiantian!

The same goes for the friends who are bullied!

The little pear finally figured it out. It shook its branches and patted its trunk.

It means to ensure that you bring your friends along.

Xiaoli quickly went to find her friends.

For safety reasons, Song Chuyi asked Xiaobo to go with him.

Apart from anything else, Xiaobo's fragrance can confuse others and make them hallucinate, but even Gu Mingchen and the others can't resist it.

After Xiaoli and Xiaobo left, Song Chuyi walked to Qi Yuze, sat down, and poked his shoulder.

Qi Yuze raised his head and looked at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Wife?"

His voice was so soft that it was hard to hear clearly if you didn't listen carefully.

Song Chuyi supported his face with his hands and smiled.

"They went to look for their friends. Now there are only two of us left here."

Qi Yuze thought for two seconds and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Wife wants to pollinate?"

Vines do not need pollination; they do not bloom and bear fruit as a natural instinct.

But Qi Yuze knew that humans needed pollination.

Although humans call the process of pollination... what?

But it's all the same.

The vines quietly wrapped around Song Chuyi's ankles, "Wife, I don't know how to pollinate humans."

"I want my wife to teach me."

Song Chuyi:...

"No." He raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, "It's not pollinating now."

"Oh." Qi Yuze responded simply, and the vines rubbed Song Chuyi's ankles quietly, refusing to let go.

"Does my wife want to bloom?"

He asked the question in a different way, but the meaning was actually the same.

Song Chuyi shook his head again, "No, no, no, let's do something that humans would do."

"What would humans do?" Qi Yuze put down the vines he was weaving, "Kill zombies?"

He knew that humans loved killing zombies, and they always killed zombies together in groups.

His vines are spread everywhere, so he naturally knows the dynamics of humans.

But in his eyes, there is no difference between humans and zombies.

After all, they are all different species.

But his wife is a human being, so he can be more tolerant towards humans.

For example, not actively killing humans is already considered tolerant.

Song Chuyi shook his head gently, "No."

Qi Yuze stopped what he was doing and asked from the bottom of his heart: "What is that?"

Song Chuyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his fingertips climbed up his shoulders little by little.

She leaned forward, her fingertips resting on his shoulders, moving down them, and her whole body was almost sticking to Qi Yuze.

The vines subconsciously wrapped around Song Chuyi's body and held him tightly.

Song Chuyi's long eyelashes trembled, and her lips gently fell on Qi Yuze's lips.

Qi Yuze's pupils shrank slightly and he heard his wife's low murmur in his ears.

"kiss."