Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

In the middle of the night, sleepiness floated in the car. Meng Zhao drove for nearly ten hours by himself, and even a hard-working man would not be able to hold on.

"Meng Meng, do you want to rest for a while, I will replace you." Mu Yufeng said.

Meng Zhao looked up at Mu Yufeng in the rearview mirror, the corners of her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Will you?" Meng Zhao asked.

This is a good question. Of course Mu Yufeng could drive a car 200 years ago, but the car now is quite different from what she had back then. She really wasn't sure if she didn't try it out.

"I'll come, I will." A Ling said.

"Xiaofeng is not in good health, she should have a good rest at night." A Ling laughed.

Ye Zi, who was dozing off on the car door, suddenly opened her eyes.

Xiao Feng, why is she calling so intimately, Ye Zi is now in a panic, and is allergic to all the men and women who hang around Mu Yufeng with wrong attitudes.

Mu Yufeng chuckled behind her. She thanked Ah Ling for her kindness, but she did not forget to emphasize that she didn't like the name "Xiaofeng".

Although, her original words were: "I am not a child anymore."

Everyone present, except A Ling, knew that what Mu Yufeng said was not a child, referring to the fact that she was over 200 years old biologically. Only A Ling was kept in the dark.

This kind of intimacy and closeness hit a subtle point in Ye Zi for a moment, and she felt hot in her heart.

Meng Zhao stopped the car, she gave up the cab, and A Ling sat in.

However, Meng Zhao didn't sit in A Ling's original seat, and Ye Zi also got out of the car, and naturally took the seat next to Mu Yufeng. Meng Zhao stood outside the car door and hesitated for a moment, and finally endured his contempt and sat next to A Ling. copilot seat.

If possible, she would rather kick A Ling out.

They were walking at night in the wilderness, and no one knew what would suddenly rush out from the side of the road. A Ling's vigilance and force made Meng Zhao suspicious. In the mentality of being responsible to the group, at least one person who could fight must be arranged in the front row.

So Meng Zhao sat down in silence.

A Ling seems to have a lot of experience in driving at night. She hums a ditty that can't be tuned, and even blows a hooligan whistle into the void from time to time, and she is very good at boosting herself.

Meng Zhao's face became darker and darker, but the darker Meng Zhao's face became, the more Ah Ling turned his head in her direction and blew hooligan whistles happily. Meng Zhao clenched his fists and tried his best to resist the impulse to throw this man out of the car. impulse.

The back row is only separated by the back of the chair, as if two worlds are separated.

Mu Yufeng was drowsy in the warm car, and the drowsiness flooded her mind instantly like a tide. Her weak body was like a worn-out bow, which could be easily reached after tensing again and again. breaking point.

This critical point may be a sense of security.

They were finally on the road safely, and she did everything she could, as if her soul had finally returned to its place, and she breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, determined that nothing would happen on the road again.

Mu Yufeng closed his eyes in a daze, and when he was turning at the next intersection, he finally followed his inertia and turned to one side.

Ye Zi's hand rubbed against the seat little by little, and after confirming that Mu Yufeng's breathing was deep and long, she pressed it up little by little, and wrapped her hand around Mu Yufeng's.

Mu Yufeng's hands were very delicate, and the fingertips were slightly pink. Ye Zi thought of her soft and tender lips for no reason, and her heart beat violently.

Has that You Ye ever kissed Mu Yufeng?

This question disturbed Ye Zi, and she wished she had to kiss him recklessly, using her own breath to cover the traces that that person might have left.

But no, my sister doesn't like it, she can't do it.

Mu Yufeng's head came over and pressed against Ye Zi's chest. Ye Zi subconsciously held her breath, but her breathing was far less noisy than her heartbeat. She was even afraid that her heartbeat would wake Mu Yufeng up. She would definitely ask Ye Zi Why is my heart beating so fast.

How should Ye Zi tell Mu Yufeng, her mind is full of images of her sister being bullied to the point of crying.

The car was very quiet, the seats refitted from military vehicles were cramped, and Ah Ling's humming was awful, but if someone traded luxury food and indulgent songs, Ye Zi would not change it.

A person's life is very short, like a fleeting moment, but this kind of mood is very long, like mountains and rivers, continuous.

Mu Yufeng slept for a long time this time, she thought she would dream of someone, but in fact, when she woke up, she had no memory of it.

She found herself sleeping in Ye Zi's arms, and Ye Zi frowned, sleeping uneasy.

Could it be that she slept in Ye Zi's arms all night, did that silly child just hug her like this, and fell asleep so uncomfortably?

Mu Yufeng found that she rarely saw Ye Zi's sleeping face. She seemed to be in a light sleep forever, and she was incredibly alert. Just like now, when Mu Yufeng moved, Ye Zi woke up.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and when she greeted Mu Yufeng, she was like a mature and beautiful woman soaked in tobacco and alcohol.

"Good morning, sister," she said.

The car was parked on the side of the road, surrounded by small bushes. Mu Yufeng got out of the car and moved his hands and feet. He no longer felt the biting north wind as before.

They have come out of the permafrost.

At some point in the cab it was replaced by Meng Zhao. Mu Yufeng vaguely remembered that it was Ah Ling who was driving before he fell asleep.

Now Ah Ling was rummaging through the trunk, she ordered some of the leftover cans, and sadly distributed one to each of these people.

When it was in front of Ye Zi, Ye Zi shook his head.

A Ling glanced at Mu Yufeng in surprise, and then a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes. She sneaked up to Mu Yufeng's side by distributing canned food. Eat something?"

"She can't eat." Mu Yufeng corrected.

The image of Ye Zi eating canned soup by mistake and being stimulated to vomit violently is still vivid in my memory. Her pain at that time was visible to the naked eye. Later, when everyone gathered together to share food, Ye Zi could only watch from the side, and then embarrassingly refused others kindness.

Mu Yufeng didn't think this special thing was a good thing for Ye Zi.

"Why is it not a good thing?" A Ling disagreed.

"It's like the group of people we met before. If they don't have to eat or starve, why don't they risk their lives to rob them? Does anyone think life is too long?" A Ling recalled some bad memories. , couldn't help snorting coldly.

"It's not that she doesn't need to eat the leaves, she can't eat them, and she will..."

hungry……

Mu Yufeng suddenly realized that Ye Zi would also be hungry, but she only remembered that she was hungry and full all along the way, but completely ignored, what did Ye Zi eat on the way?

She seemed to have not eaten for a long time.

The chill ran up her back, Mu Yufeng shivered, her eyes collided with Ye Zi, and the latter gave her a soothing smile.

The baby fat on Ye Zi's face has completely disappeared, and she can hardly see a little baby. In the car, she doesn't have to cover her face with a scarf all the time. The coquettish blue-black lines extend down her neck and meander on her thin collarbone. Winding all the way to deeper places.

When did the leaves get so thin?

"Sister, what are you looking at?" she asked.

Mu Yufeng looked away quickly as if she was being burned, her face was burning hot, she never thought that she would ignore this child she picked up with one hand so far.

"Yezi, do you want to eat?" Mu Yufeng asked.

I still remember that when she was a baby, she couldn't help being restless when she was hungry.

Ye Zi smiled, and the lines on her collarbone became vivid. She said, "A little bit, but not very hungry."

"Sister, don't worry, I've grown up, and I know how to control... my appetite."

Ye Zi said, licking the tip of her teeth.

"I'll go get you something to eat." Mu Yufeng said as he was about to leave.

"It's best not to go." Meng Zhao stopped Mu Yufeng.

"I recognize this place. I used to fight here. There is an abandoned shelter nearby, which was destroyed by infection." Meng Zhao lowered his voice and spoke quickly.

"You mean, all the people in the shelter turned into zombies!" A Ling reacted quickly.

"More than that, the abandoned shelters haven't been completely sterilized. When our people arrived here, there were still sources of infection in the abandoned buildings."

Meng Zhao described a purgatory on earth in the most rational and restrained tone, and Mu Yufeng shuddered.No wonder Meng Zhao used a torch to burn the place clean when they evacuated from shelter 061.

disinfect them thoroughly to avoid future troubles.

"There are too many variables here, we have to leave quickly." Meng Zhao gave the order.

Meng Zhao pushed Mu Yufeng and A Ling into the car, stepped into the cab by himself, stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared like a beast.

The roads are dilapidated and bumpy, but at least they are relics of human activities, and they are not far from the next human settlement.

"We won't get out of the car in the middle, and we will try to get there before dark." Meng Zhao said in an unquestionable tone.

Mu Yufeng subconsciously glanced at Ye Zi, she felt very guilty, she was holding a freshly opened can in her hand, and they were rushing to the next human settlement to replenish supplies, but her Ye Zi had been starving.

She is in control, not not hungry.

"Yezi, you are different from those zombies." Meng Zhao, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly said.

"You seem to have not eaten for a long time." Meng Zhao said.

"Well, I don't need it." Ye Zi's attitude can be called arrogant and perfunctory.

When he was in the shelter 061, Meng Zhao was very wary of Ye Ziduo, and seemed to believe that she might violently hurt others at any time, but in fact, they were all safe and sound along the way.

"I remember that you ate raw meat in the shelter," Meng Zhao said, pausing for a moment, "but ordinary zombies don't seem to like eating animal carcasses."

"They prefer human flesh and blood."

"I'm different from them." Ye Zi interrupted Meng Zhao forcefully. Her self-identity has always been biased towards human beings. She never bothered to compare with those inferior creatures. After all, the difference between the two is obvious to all.

But this time, she was a little anxious, and wanted to deny Meng Zhao's casual remarks in a hurry.

The car was quiet for a moment, and Ye Zi suddenly became flustered, did she look too ferocious just now, making them suspicious?

"I have no other meaning." Meng Zhao said slowly.

"I just heard that that kind of thing will become very difficult to deal with after seeing human blood. Have you recovered from your previous injury? We may have a tough battle."

human blood...

Warm and creamy, with just the right amount of sweetness, Ye Zi's mind instantly recalled this feeling that made her dream, although she only tasted a small drop from Mu Yufeng's fingertips.

The stomach was burning, and the hunger suddenly surged up like a mountain, she swallowed, and tried her best to mobilize other senses in her body to fight against the empty desire coming from her stomach.

When the monster is focused, her senses can be so sharp that she curls up and can even hear the sound of her own bones rubbing against each other.

From a badly healed wound on the leg.

Ye Zi grinds her teeth, she doesn't know why, a small injury can heal so slowly.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it anymore." Ye Zi said to Meng Zhao and to herself.