After the rebirth of the world-weary zombie emperor, he was kissed and cried every day

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Lu Huaishan couldn't help but smile. Suddenly he thought of something, the smile faded, and he walked to the window, quietly looking at the picturesque sunset outside.

The orange-yellow light was like a veil, softly and warmly falling on the earth, bringing a different kind of tranquility to the whole world, as if the rolling dark clouds and deafening thunder just now were just his illusion.

But Lu Huaishan knew in his heart that the warning and the voice in his mind had really existed. They were like lingering shadows, always lingering in his heart.

"Help him rescue Su Qian'an..." Lu Huaishan muttered to himself, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "But isn't Su Qian'an fine now?"

"Ouch~"

A low cry interrupted his thoughts. Lu Huaishan looked down at the black panther in the yard. It was huddled in the area near the door, and from time to time it would use its head to nudge the small ball in front of it, making a purring sound like a cat's meow, as if it was acting coquettishly with the thing in front of it.

Lu Huaishan squinted his eyes and looked carefully before he could see clearly what it was. It was not the ball he thought it was, but a black cat.

The black cat gently patted the black panther's head. Facing the black panther that was almost as big as an off-road vehicle, the black cat, which was originally considered fat among cats, looked petite and cute.

The black panther seemed to enjoy the caressing very much. From time to time, it would use its head to nudge the black cat in front of it. The black cat would roll on the ground, and before the cat could roll away, the black panther would use its claws to hook it back and continue to caress it, repeating this action.

After a while, kittens came out of the house one after another. Gu Xuan was driving them like sheep. Following closely behind him was Song Ci, who had a confused look on his face and looked very uneasy.

Hmm? A cramped Song Ci?

Lu Huaishan paused with his hand holding the cigarette, and looked in disbelief at the man standing in the yard, grabbing his clothes with a look of fear on his face. He looked like a frightened rabbit, completely different from his previous indifferent appearance.

Looking at such Song Dynasty poetry, Lu Huaishan was rarely dumbfounded.

If the face hadn't been the same, he would have thought it was a different person.

Lu Huaishan was full of doubts. He turned around and wanted to go downstairs to see what was going on. When he turned around, he saw the ragdoll cat squatting at the door of the room.

When their eyes met, this faint look of indifference made an indescribable sense of familiarity surge in my heart. I remembered the supernatural power that Song Ci had mentioned before, and hesitantly called out, "Song Ci?"

"Meow."

After getting the response, Lu Huaishan became even more confused, and asked with a frown as he looked at it.

"Isn't your ability to possess people? How come you can also switch bodies with a cat?"

It can't be said that they are body swapping. The Song Ci downstairs doesn't behave like a cat. Instead, he behaves more like the Song Ci in Li Yang's mouth, a socially phobic person.

Song Ci sighed softly, took out the machine hanging on his chest, and meowed softly at it. Then, he walked to Lu Huaishan with graceful steps, held the thing in his paws and motioned him to look at it.

Lu Huaishan squatted down and looked at the words thoughtfully.

"Something unexpected happened. I need to stay attached to Song Song for a while. The one downstairs is also Song Ci. He is quite timid. Try to leave him alone. Thank you."

What does "The song downstairs" mean is also a Song Dynasty poem? Did the translator translate it wrong?

Although he was doubtful, he had no interest in other people's private affairs. After thinking for a moment, he spoke.

"You're going to stay on the cat for a while, because of those two thunders just now, right?"

After a few cat calls, a line of words appeared in the machine again.

"Well, I know you have a lot of questions to ask me, but I'm sorry I can't tell you right now. Anyway, I won't hurt you."

Lu Huaishan looked at him for a while, nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Although Song Ci didn't say many truths before, he could tell that what he just said was true, and his feelings for Su Qian'an were also real. It was enough that he really wanted Su Qian'an to be well.

He is also a special existence to Su Qian'an. At least he has never been wary of Song Ci, which shows that he trusts Song Ci.

Thinking of Su Qian'an's special treatment of Song Ci, she felt a little jealous even though she knew it was not love.

Today, he felt murderous intent from Su Qian'an more than once on the protective wall. Although it was very faint, there were indeed several moments when he wanted to kill him.

Tsk, what a heartless little bastard.

For him, it's all about fighting and killing, but for Song Ci, she knows to keep him by her side. She never sees him smile once in a day, but he's happy when he mentions that he wants to clear all ties with her.

Not only that, his body is covered with thorns, like a hedgehog, and he is only soft when you kiss him.

Ugh.

Lu Huaishan sighed, frowned slightly in annoyance, and subconsciously touched his pocket for a cigarette to calm down.

"Click."

As the bathroom door opened, there was a slight sound. Lu Huaishan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes widening slightly.

Su Qian'an tilted his head, wiping his wet hair with one hand, and slowly walked towards them. There was a hint of laziness and doubt in his eyes. His two long and white legs were slender and powerful, with smooth and natural lines and perfect proportions.

He casually wore a loose T-shirt, his long hair hung down his back, wet. A strand of hair stuck to his neck, water droplets dripped down his hair, slid across his fair skin, and soaked through the collar of his clothes, faintly revealing the skin underneath.

Fuck!

Lu Huaishan felt his throat was dry and he swallowed involuntarily. Without waiting for Su Qian'an to speak, he quickly covered Song Ci's cat's eyes, turned around and used his supernatural powers to throw Song Ci downstairs without hesitation.

MD, this kid Song Ci is lucky.