Chapter 183 Invincible Doomsday (35)
The tyrant looked at the bread in his hand and made no move.
Zhou Ye opened his eyes and glanced at him. Before he could say anything, a wailing sound sounded.
"The living corpse won't eat this stuff, he has to eat people."
After realizing it, Zhou Ye nodded, then grabbed the bread from the man's hand, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.
"Master, weren't you very angry before? Why are you still so nice to him now?"
Aowu still remembers that Zhou Ye was so angry that he ran away for seventy miles because of this living corpse leaving him without permission.
He thought that when they met again, Zhou Ye would at least give him a punch, but now it seemed that Zhou Ye had completely forgotten what happened two days ago.
So of course Aowu had to remind her, look how spoiled this bitch man is!
It's a pity that he didn't wait until Zhou Ye hit the tyrant. Instead, he watched her collect water in her palms and get close to the tyrant.
"Drink or not?"
The man lowered his eyes and looked at the water in Zhou Ye's palm. He seemed to hesitate for two or three seconds before slowly lowering his head and drinking the water with this hand.
Finally, Zhou Ye felt his palms became slippery.
She looked at the tyrant quietly, without raising her head, and treated her hand like a cat licking its own bowl.
The palms of my hands were numb and cool.
Tyrants have no understanding of human nature, and Zhou Ye is no better than him.
In this way, one person and one corpse maintained strange movements and postures, without feeling anything was wrong at all.
Wow, crazy.
"Master! Pull your hand back, quickly!"
Zhou Ye looked puzzled.
"Why?"
"He's taking advantage of you."
Aowu still regards Zhou Ye as a female creature in her heart. Faced with this situation, Aowu is deeply disgusted and hates that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
Zhou Ye remained silent and said calmly.
"Well, then I like him to take advantage of me." "."
As long as it's physical contact, she likes it. As long as she feels comfortable, nothing else matters.
Aow sighed and covered his eyes with Short Claw.
Didn't see it.
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The tent was very narrow. In this land filled with yellow sand, it was like a big steaming oven. It was not ventilated, not breathable, and it was crowded.
Zhou Ye has been keeping cool by evaporating sweat from his surface.
Unlike the tyrant, she has a constant temperature of several degrees and is not afraid of heat or cold.
After sitting for a while, it was getting dark outside, so Zhou Ye got up and planned to leave.
As soon as she stood up, the tyrant, who was lying motionless, suddenly grabbed her.
The man raised his eyes and stared at Zhou Ye quietly, holding on to Zhou Ye with unabated strength.
"I'm going back to sleep."
Zhou Ye was afraid of the pain and didn't try hard to break free.
The tyrant remained silent, his red eyes were calm. I don't know whether it was the effect of the light or the high humidity in the tent. There was a faint watery light in the man's eyes, and a dim yellow light lingered in the center of his eyes, like red pool water. , there is no edge at all, but there is a softness.
At this time, he was not like a vigilant and fierce lion on the grassland, but an ignorant and simple deer in the mountains.
Zhou Ye changed from an unknown enemy to a shepherding girl.
In his heart, the tyrant wanted to be close to her.
Human emotions are strange and hot, like seedlings breaking through the ground or bamboos jointing, coming menacingly and without knowing their origin.
Living corpses have less humanity and more animality. When desires come, there is no word "restraint".
The tyrant has fragmentary memories of his time as a human being in his mind. There are some things that are engraved in his bones about what a man should do when he likes a woman.
So he put a lot of force on his hands and wrapped his strong arms directly around Zhou Ye's waist.
(End of chapter)