There are little zombies at home

The little zombie thought about it for a moment, then thought of the painful "howl" of the man just now, and shook his head resolutely, "No, buttocks will hurt. And it's very easy for us zombies to have babies, as long as I bite you with my poisonous teeth , you are my baby!"

Zhong Jing didn't expect such an answer from the little zombie, his face turned from red to green and back to normal.

"However," the little zombie pinched his fingers, and suddenly continued: "If Ah Jing wants to try it, he must be gentle!"

"Ah?" Zhong Jing didn't react for a while, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the little zombie lying on the bed in a large font.

"Come on!" The little zombie patted his chest, like a hero who was about to bear the crushed stone.

Zhong Jing didn't care about the shyness just now, but couldn't help laughing and rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the little zombie up, "You're so stupid, I won't force you."

The little zombie blinked twice, obviously misunderstood what Zhong Jing meant, and thought of the big crab mentioned earlier, so he put his head in front of Zhong Jing, "Then which crab do you want to force?!" How dare you not force me? !

"Huh?" Zhong Jing was confused by him again.

"No, you have to force me!" The little zombie aggressively pulled Zhong Jing's onto his butt and rubbed it twice, "My butt is so elastic!"

Lowering his head to meet the lips of the ruddy little zombie who was close at hand, and covering his upturned little butt with his hands, Zhong Jing swallowed involuntarily, and then staggered back two steps in a panic, "No, I was just... ..."

Not giving Zhong Jing a chance to refuse, the little zombie raised his head and gnawed on Zhong Jing's chin, and then whispered: "It's actually very comfortable, right? I haven't tried it, but it's very comfortable to kiss and hug, let alone ah Jing is still so gentle."

Zhong Jing paused for a moment when he pushed the little zombie away, then pressed him into his arms with his hands wide open, lowered his head and kissed his hair, "Then I'll start."

"Yeah~" The little zombie stretched out his hands behind Zhong Jing's back and clasped them backwards. Unexpectedly, his movements were so violent that they both fell on the bed in the end.

"Hey." The little zombie was placed under Zhong Jing's body, showing two small canine teeth foolishly.

"Stupid or not?" Zhong Jing was amused by him, put his head on the tip of his nose, touched his mobile phone, clicked on the video and began to accept the teaching.

The final result, of course, was that Zhong Jing was "fucked" by the little zombie and fell on the bed.

Aggrieved, the little zombie said silently that he actually forgot that he didn't feel pain at all, and that after being kissed, he felt so comfortable that he wanted more.

But the little virgin Zhong Jing had sex for the first time, but afterward he was faced with sore back and sore back. When he turned on his phone, he received a call advertisement - "When a man reaches forty, he is prone to kidney deficiency...", he was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone and cursed in a low voice He said, "You have kidney deficiency!"

Although Zhong Jing was still talking hard, he had already begun to wonder if there was a problem with his body function, and he secretly bought ginseng to supplement his body.

The little zombie didn't know what ginseng was, and thought that Zhong Jing was so sad that he gnawed on the roots of the tree, so he started to nourish his body with big fish and meat. In the end, Zhong Jing had nosebleeds several times, and finally didn't continue to maintain his health.

Spring Festival is coming soon.

Zhong Jing specially bought a set of bright red padded jackets for the little zombie. I don't know if the little zombie has become more bloody recently or it is set off by the red clothes. The whole little zombie looks so cute with a flushed face.

"He and I look alike!" After the little zombie got dressed, he came out just in time to see Zhong Jing stepping on a stool to post a New Year picture at the door. The little black finger pointed to the fat doll holding a koi carp on the New Year picture, and added, "Fu Gui also likes red fish the most!"

"This is a carp." Zhong Jing explained, and looked at the appearance of the New Year's doll and the little zombie, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch his face, "It does look a bit like it, and they all look blessed."

The little zombie knew that Zhong Jing was praising him, so he shook his head triumphantly, and ran into the house to show off to Lao Bai again when he got excited.

Zhong Jing held on to the door, and quietly poked his head out to peek at the little zombie's movements, but he didn't want a gust of wind to blow him away, and he was shut outside the door.

There is one day before the new year, and he is really unlucky.

After posting the couplets, Zhong Jing and the little zombie cleaned the hut again, then took Dabai and went straight back to his parents' house for the holiday.

At the moment, the Zhong family is also posting festive red everywhere, and Grandma Zhong also brought the old yellow dog at home to reunite with her family.

It was a rare meal for the family. Mama Zhong worked hard from morning to night, and cooked a large table of dishes eloquently. During the period, she did not forget to mention the private recipe given to her by the little zombie. It was obvious that she wanted to work hard to improve the relationship between the two.

It was the first time for the little zombie to celebrate the New Year, but it seemed as if he had been infected by everyone, the smile never stopped on his face, and he even drank two glasses of wine handed by Zhong's father.

Zhong Jing held his forehead and looked like he couldn't bear to look directly at him. Taking advantage of the time when the old people wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, he quickly dragged the little zombie back to the room.

It seems to have been drunk before, so the little zombie didn't jump back and forth as violently as the last time, but lay on the bed with his hands and legs contracted, looking like a small animal struggling to get up.

Zhong Jing walked into the bathroom dumbfounded, rubbed a towel and came out, wiped the little zombie's face, hands and feet before letting him continue to move, anyway, he would rest when he was tired.

After adjusting the heating in the room, Zhong Jing bowed his head and kissed the little zombie, and then closed the door lightly.

Seeing Zhong Jing coming down the stairs, Zhong's parents and the demented grandma's eyes widened at the same time, and then it was Zhong's father's turn to speak one by one.

"Ah Jing, are you so fast?" Papa Zhong asked cautiously, fearing that this would hurt his son's self-esteem, he said to himself why he asked him to help buy ginseng some time ago, there was indeed a problem!

Zhong Jing frowned, and it took him a while to understand what they meant, and suddenly he felt helpless and wanted to laugh, "Where did you think? Fugui was drunk, and I took him to sleep, it's as simple as that."

The three elders of the Zhong family didn't answer, but their eyes were still full of doubts.

Zhong Jing could only sigh, and simply turned his head and walked back to the room. Even a drunk little zombie is better than his unreliable parents!

The little zombie was drunk all night, of course he didn't know what happened, but early in the morning he smelled a faint smell of alcohol on his body (it wasn't really heavy, but his sense of smell was sharper). Will the elders think that he is an unscrupulous zombie?

However, to his surprise, the Zhong family's parents did not show any abnormalities. After breakfast, they asked him if he wanted to go to a relative's house together.

Zhong Jing, who disappeared early in the morning, naturally went out to buy gifts for visits.

They stayed at Zhong's house for almost ten days, but because of Zhong Jing's work arrangement, the two returned to Zhong Jing's small house.

The job this time was a live broadcast of the Lantern Festival. Although Zhong Jing was invited, he was arranged to rehearse a sketch because his singing was ugly.

Rehearsing a skit is much more complicated than singing. For the first three days, he was almost rehearsing with several other partners to prevent accidents during the live broadcast.

So, the virtuous little zombie also appeared at this time.

He still remembered Zhong Jing's nosebleed all the time, but he didn't think it was Zhong Jing's overnutrition, and thought that he was weak, and after hearing that Zhong Jing was going to rehearse overnight, he rushed to visit the class with a homemade lunch box.

Huang Qi has recently been worrying about the work arrangement of Shangbei University. When he saw someone taking over his job, he was happy to hand Zhong Jing over to the little zombie. He did not forget to tell him to control Zhong Jing's diet so that he would not get fat after the festival and become photogenic. ugly.

The little zombie readily agreed, turned around and stuffed all the edible meat into the lunch box.

Zhong Jing didn't know about it yet, and he was surprised to see the little zombie when he rushed to the scene.

At this time, the little zombie had already chatted with his male colleague. The male colleague was a professional cross talk actor. He seemed very excited at the moment, and kept spitting out words, completely ignoring the little zombie's ignorant expression.

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Jing walked up to them in a few steps, slightly opened the distance between the little zombie and his male colleague, and sat between them without hesitation.

"It's nothing, it's just that my mother likes Xiao Zang very much. She has watched Xiao Zang's food videos many times, and even participated in Xiao Zang's Weibo's 'Weekly Practice' on Weibo!" The male colleague smiled. He lowered his head and glanced at the lunch box in the hands of the little zombie, "It would be great if my mother could eat the meals made by Xiao Zombie himself."

"Thank you for your mother's support for my family." Zhong Jing deliberately bit the word "my family" and continued: "He has always been in charge of my diet. If your mother wants to try it, it will be a few days Every day comes a chance.”

"Ah!" The male colleague didn't know if he understood Zhong Jing's words, and he spoke after a long time, "So Xiao Zang is your chef!"

Zhong Jing: "..." Why do I sound like a local rich man!

"No." The little zombie shook his head and corrected, "Ah Jing is my boyfriend."

"Eh..." The male colleague didn't expect the little zombie to speak so directly, and he was stunned for a moment. It turned out to be this kind of relationship. No wonder he felt Zhong Jing's hostility just now. It seems that it is really not an illusion.

The male colleague is not a blind person, seeing that they are going to eat together, he quickly hides on the other side to practice his facial expressions.

After delivering meals for several days, other people on the same program probably guessed the identity of the little zombie, but unfortunately no one dared to point it out. Only the male colleague who met at the beginning secretly gave the little zombie a VIP card. Let him remember to come and see the show.

As everyone knows, he also has selfish intentions, because the next door to this ticket is his old mother who is a little zombie fan girl!

The little zombie has no interest in singing and dancing performances at all, and the cross talk sketches are too fast for him to keep up with, and he almost fell asleep on the seat at the end.

Zhong Jing's show was scheduled for the countdown, and the little zombie who had secretly slept woke up suddenly, with big black eyes following Zhong Jing's figure.

He couldn't understand Xiaopin's jokes at all, but when he saw Zhong Jingxiao, he also followed with a "hooooooohoo" weird smile, his eyes filled with deep admiration.

The old mother on the side peeked at the idol with complicated emotions.

She had known about the scandal between Zhong Jing and the little zombie for a long time, but she didn't take it seriously before, but now it seems that it is groundless, and it is clear that she is having an affair.

Thinking of this, she also secretly took a profile photo of the little zombie and posted it on Weibo, and commented - "The moment Zhong Jing came out."

Because the text is mainly in Zhong Jing, many fans of Zhong Jing's family also brushed this article, but after seeing the affectionate attention of the little zombie, they suddenly have a sense of identity with the "rival in love".

Everyone said that we in front of the TV also watched Zhong Jingda like this, Xiao Zang must really like us Zhong Jing, this wave is not bad!

At the same time, the little zombie who doesn't know what happened on the Internet is already waiting at the entrance of the TV station for Zhong Jing to get off work.

He was still holding a hot water bottle in his hand, and his little feet were stepping and jumping back and forth, about 700 times back and forth, and Zhong Jing also walked out of the TV station.

"Ah Jing, hug!" The little zombie jumped on Zhong Jing, then rubbed his hot water bottle against him to keep him warm, "I am the warmest little zombie in the world now!"

Zhong Jing felt the warmth coming from his chest, seeing that there was no one around, he simply dragged his butt and ran into the car.

Sitting in the car, Zhong Jing hugged the little zombie on his lap, then lowered his head and blew on his neck, "Isn't it hard work to deliver meals to me these days?"

"It's not hard." The little zombie shook his head, "Brother Huang Qi said that we are going to record a reality show next week, so I can always supervise you to eat well."

Ah Jing who gnaws on tree roots is really pitiful. As a virtuous and kind little zombie, he must let Ah Jing live a life full of flesh.

Zhong Jing didn't understand the deep meaning in his words, saw that he persisted and didn't say anything, leaned on him and half-closed his eyes in agreement.

The car drove back home very quickly, Zhong Jing took the little zombie into the community slowly, and saw that the community was full of colorful lanterns, he couldn't help but stop.

"Fugui, look, these are lanterns made by students from nearby schools." Zhong Jing introduced to him: "The most important thing for us humans to do during the Lantern Festival is to appreciate lanterns. I remember doing it when I was young. Passing the lantern, it looks like a big tiger."

"Roar!" The little zombie yelled in unison.

Zhong Jing couldn't help laughing, and turned his head to continue talking with him, but suddenly found that the little zombie's face was horribly blue, and his dark pupils also turned scarlet at this time.

"Roar!" The little zombie suddenly opened its mouth, and its sharp fangs replaced the cute little tiger teeth, telling Zhong Jing that he was not trying to be cute, but threatening.

Zhong Jing came to his senses in a daze. Today is the fifteenth day, when the moon is full, but he forgot to hold an umbrella for the little zombie——

Once the zombies are illuminated by the moonlight, they will lose their humanity...