Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

In theory, the journey to Dongyuan Base should be quick, but the car navigation's knowledge of the road is still at the level before the end of the world.

The world is now in ruins, bombed by hot weapons everywhere. Not only are the original roads gone, but we are also being chased by zombies.

The convoy has been forced to take detours.

The car was completely out of gas, so everyone stopped in a remote town to rest for a while.

Some people looked for supplies nearby to see if other cars could be used.

There is not much food left in Xia Fu's space, so she goes out with the team to look for it. At least she should be brought with her so that it will be easier to store the supplies when they are found.

Feng Lu found an earth building, which was backed by a mountain and convenient for retreating in case of danger. The most important thing was that this place was relatively clean, and apart from being a little dusty, there was basically no problem. It must be because the location was remote and not many people came here that it remained intact.

Feng Lu swept the dust in the room and gave one room to the key protected person Jiang Que, the other room to Xia Fu, and the others just had to sleep on the floor.

Because the road ahead was blocked by a landslide, they had to take a detour. Some teams that needed to go north encountered the same problem as Feng Lu and his team, so they had to stay in the town temporarily.

There are many earthen buildings in the town, and the location chosen by Feng Lu and his team is not particularly good, but it is not bad either, it is just relatively clean. There is no need for the teams coming over to compete with them. After all, it is a chaotic time, and they are from different bases, so no one trusts anyone else.

Some survivors were left in the earth building to pack up, while the other soldiers went out to look for supplies or usable water sources.

They didn't have a mobile supermarket, and many people starved to death along the way because they had no food.

Teams with stored food will be attacked by survivors because of food, even if they are not infected by the virus.

In the face of disaster and death, everyone wants to live.

Jiang Que had white hair and a clean appearance, which made him easy to be suspected and envied. Feng Lu put a baseball cap on his head to avoid unnecessary troubles. At least he kept a low profile in front of those people.

With the baseball cap on his head, Jiang Que raised his hand to turn the brim of the hat back and put it on, revealing a large area of ​​soft and fluffy silver hair in front of his forehead.

Feng Lu still had his back to Jiang Que, sorting the remaining guns and ammunition in his backpack in front of the cabinet.

We have looted a lot along the way. There are more and more zombies recently, and they seem to have been upgraded. The zombies during the day are not as clumsy as before. I don't know if these bullets can last us back to the base.

Jiang Que supported his hands behind his back and sat on the bed that someone had just made. His gray eyes fell wearily on the man wearing a black windbreaker and a black belt around his waist.

The broad back and the figure outlined by the belt, when he stood in front of the cabinet to sort the guns, the man's double shoulders could be clearly seen on his back.

With such a great body, how exciting it would be to lie on the bed unruly.

The group of teammates who had gone out to look for supplies had not returned yet. Jiang Que leaned back on the quilt with his hands, pursed his lips, tapped his fingertips, and stared at the man who was emitting male hormones not far away with his gray eyes.

He smiled slowly, got up from the bed, and gently locked the door.

Feng Lu was still testing the gun when he was suddenly hugged from behind.

Their bodies were pressed together, and just as Feng Lu was about to speak, someone grabbed his head with one hand, forced him to turn his head and kissed him.

Feng Lu was stunned for a moment, knowing that it would be difficult for this guy to give up once he started, so he simply put down the gun that he had not yet tested, turned around and hugged the boy to respond.

Jiang Que knelt on one knee on the ground, Feng Lu stood with his lower back against the cabinet, one hand behind his back for support, his face dark and gloomy, his brows deeply furrowed, the other hand was on Jiang Que's head, his fingers buried in his silver hair.

After a long while, Jiang Que wiped his mouth, then stood up again, picked up Feng Lu and threw him onto the freshly made bed.