But the man didn't have any protective tools, so he directly hugged the girl in his arms.
Jiang Yu took a deep breath, although the news was shocking, she also understood what not to say, "I can only keep her body for five years at most." ” Han Bei looked at the person in his arms with gentle eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, that's enough." ” Five years, more than he thought.
When Jiang Yu went out, he took off the things on his body, and he couldn't stop being horrified in his heart.
She felt that although Han Shao still looked normal, he was actually abnormal.
The base is still the same as always, people only know that Han Shao's lover fell ill and died unexpectedly, and they don't know the twists and turns.
Jiang Jian was very afraid that Han Shao would be infected with the virus, and every time he persuaded him in fright, he remained silent in the end.
Because the man only said one word, "If I get infected, you bury us together." ” Five years is neither a long nor a short time.
Han Beimo is already in his thirties, and the women in the base have a few thoughts every day, after all, they can reach the sky in one step, who doesn't have an idea.
But when a drugged woman was thrown into the zombie horde, they all rested that little thing, let alone rekindled, and they didn't even dare to mention it.
People who knew the truth thought that the body was decomposed and buried, including Jiang Jian.
Han Beimo moved the object, and the cabinet in front of him moved away, revealing the scene behind him.
Probably no one would have thought that there was a room behind Han Shao's room.
He walked in, and if the people in the base were here, he would be shocked.
Because since a few years ago, Han Shao has not smiled much, and he is so cold that he doesn't seem to have any human taste.
But now, his eyebrows, eyes, and expression are extremely gentle.
"Mianmian."
The man's deep, gentle voice sounded.
Bang dang bang.
The man who was bound by his hands and feet should probably not be called a human being, his skin was visibly rotten, his eyes were white, his face was hideous, and a low roar came from his throat.
This is a zombie that humans are all too familiar with in the last days.
Han Beimo sighed imperceptibly, hugged each other like a treasure, and said helplessly, "Every time I am so unbehaved, fortunately, the sound insulation is very good, otherwise my brother will have a headache." ” The zombie struggled, but it was held down tightly, and it tilted its head, trying to bite the flesh of this man, its eyes full of hideousness and greed.
Han Beimo smiled, "Do you want to eat?"
The zombies roared and struggled.
"Don't move, let my brother hug me."
Han Beimo sniffed the other party's hair lightly and frowned slightly, "It's smelly again, it's time to take a bath." ” He smiled, "You know that you usually like to be clean." ” The zombie is just a low-level zombie, no matter how it moves, it can't bite this person's flesh and blood.
Han Beimo fetched water.
This time, the zombie was very uncooperative, because it was extremely agitated, and it couldn't eat this person's flesh and blood every time.
Water splashed all over the floor, all over the room.
The smile on the man's face faded, and he looked at the zombies in his eyes, gradually losing his temperature.
The cold blade of ice pierced the zombie's chest, opening a large hole.
It struggled and crawled a little unwillingly, and its white eyes looked greedily at the person opposite, as if it wanted to pounce.
Han Beimo sighed, "Do you know that I originally wanted to give it to you." ” He smiled, and when he mentioned that person, his eyes became extremely gentle, "But I regret it again, you are not my Mianmian." ” "Because Mianmian loves to be clean." oshow7: