A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

I stared at his pair of eyes that were deeply attracting me, and for a moment I fell into a chaos that tore my thoughts left and right.But I could hardly suppress the emotions and impulses that rolled out of my heart, like a dense net, which tightly locked my whole heart in a solid net.

I moved my lips slightly, and this beautiful touch came to my mind more clearly.At the same time, I felt that he opened his mouth slightly, and the softness inside his lips with a trace of warm humidity gently covered me.

He was almost sucking, licking jerky like a cub, his expression seemed a little dazed, just like my thoughts in a deep pool at this time.

I gently pushed him away at the moment before my brain completely lost my mind, but I didn't let him go too far away from me. I kept a distance from the tip of his nose and stared at him, feeling his constant breathing, and slowly calmed down. restlessness.

This process was quite slow and tormented. It was not until he came up again that I raised my hand and gently held his neck to prevent him from making more dangerous moves. I locked his upper body with my arms and adjusted After a while, he asked, "Do you know what you mean by doing this?"

"..." Gerald stared at me for a moment, then said, "This is a kiss."

"Probably." I pushed back a little, still staring at him, "Who told you this?"

"Nyo."

I felt a slight pulsation somewhere on my forehead, like a pulsation, and the pressure made my whole brain ache—even if I didn't ask, I could guess that it was the little brat.I let go of the hand that was tightly gripping the back of Gerald's neck, and turned into a fist and hit my forehead a few times. I sighed and asked, "What else did he tell you?"

"...he said it meant liking," Gerald said slowly, "I can do it."

"It's not something that can be done to all the people or objects you like," I frowned and thought for a while, and explained to him, "It has different types and degrees. You can't kiss everyone you like. once."

"I don't like anything else." Gerald gave me a blank look, and retorted unexpectedly, "Only you...and...food."

I couldn't help laughing, the bitterness and helplessness mixed with the joy of this moment, all filled my chest.I sighed and said, "You and Niyo seem to have reconciled. I remember that you regarded him as your enemy all day long."

"The enemy?"

"Want to beat him up."

Gerald seemed to think about it, and nodded quickly, "I want to beat him."

"why?"

"……do not know."

For the first time, I was slightly puzzled by these topics. After a moment of silence, I said again: "In short, you have to remember that this is not an act that you can do to a random person, unless you are really sure. Yes, the choice you really want—then I respect your decision and I'm happy to see it happen. But if you don't actually know what you're doing, it just makes me feel guilty."

"Guilty?"

"Since you consciously tried to understand things, you have been led by me to slowly explore this world. You have no memory of everything before, and it is probably impossible to recall it in the future." I frowned slightly, While explaining it to him, it also made me think again about these long-standing problems, "Even if it sounds nice on the surface, I have to admit that my behavior, intentional or unintentional, is indeed slowly putting the You have taken me in the direction I want—the character you have grown up now and the standard of judging things cannot be separated from the influence I had on you during your most vulnerable period."

"...So guilty because of me?"

I responded with a sound that came out of my nasal cavity.

"But I'm fine." Gerald's expression was rather puzzled and bewildered, probably because he couldn't understand what I just said, "I don't feel uncomfortable, there's no problem...why should I feel guilty?"

Probably because his expressions and sentences were too simple and clear, so straightforward that I was even a little speechless. I raised my head to look at him again, and suddenly laughed inexplicably. Worry is really nothing.I looked at him, narrowed my eyes slightly, held his shoulder with one hand, and pulled him closer again, "What did you just say you like?"

"you."

I exerted a little force on my hand to make him raise his head, and kissed his lips again, from the inside of his lips to his jaw, to the tip of his tongue and the inner wall of his mouth, giving me as much warmth as I could touch. I plundered all of them, venting out so many emotions and agitation that I have suppressed during this period of time at a slow speed and progress.

I can hear his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and the heart that has been affected by the HLM virus and has been moving fairly quietly in his chest close to me is beating violently, conveying to me that he has never There was a new emotion.

I let him sit close to me, almost sitting on top of me, trying to feel the kiss I've been waiting for so long.

Time passed without stopping in this closeness, and when I let go of him, I could already feel the temperature of his body gradually rising.After he finally separated from me, he began to pant continuously, his eyes were a little slack, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.

I reached out and rubbed his lower eyelid lightly to wake him up a little, then laughed and said, "That's the kiss, my little one."