Cancer Cells: Can't Afford It? Let The Zombie Virus Fuck Me

early morning.

The sun's rays, through the curtains, spilled into the room, causing mottled light and shadows.

This sunny day is unbelievable, this is already the end.

Jiang Ping woke up.

Last night, he slept soundly. As for him, he suspected that he didn't even have a dream.

He glanced at Qiao Wen who was still sleeping.

Did not wake her up.

Instead, go wash up and prepare breakfast by yourself.

It's not that he is very diligent and likes to cook.

But besides Qiao Wen's good looks, her life skills are basically zero.

Three days had passed since Zhang Yong's death, and Qiao Wen also tried the simplest porridge!

It's just that this woman doesn't even know the basics of washing rice.

Not to mention adjusting the ratio of water and rice to cook porridge, unless Jiang Ping is watching from the sidelines.

So, instead of that, it's better to just give up the plan of letting her cook.

When he came to the bathroom, Jiang Ping picked up his toothbrush and began to brush his teeth.

Although it's the end.

But Jiang Ping still maintains his pre-apocalyptic hygiene habits.

Because what is more terrifying than zombies are often various diseases.

Besides, Jiang Ping doesn't care about the daily necessities that others don't waste space to collect in the apocalypse.

In between brushing teeth.

Jiang Ping unexpectedly remembered the two voices in his mind a few days ago.

But, since Zhang Yong's death.

The voices of these two people never appeared again.

Even in the dream, they were nowhere to be seen.

It's as if it disappeared.

This made Jiang Ping a little uncomfortable.

Of course he didn't want to get used to it either.

He didn't want to really become crazy.

As for why there were those two guys before, he suspected that he might be too nervous, which led to hallucinations.

Now that Zhang Yong is dead, the pressure is gone, and naturally there is no more.

Finished washing.

Jiang Ping went to make breakfast.

Qiao Wen also woke up.

She saw Jiang Ping making breakfast.

Just clean the room very tactfully, clearing up yesterday's white trash.

By the way, she also washes Jiang Ping's boxers by hand.

Of course, this was not forced by Jiang Ping, but Qiao Wen's voluntary.

Today's breakfast is still white rice porridge.

The side dishes are nothing more than potato chips instead of spicy strips.

Qiao Wen ate with relish.

And for the first time, I ate three bowls in a row.

Having food to eat in the doomsday is the happiest thing.

Now she doesn't think about weight control at all.

"Our food should be finished in another day."

After eating, Jiang Ping suddenly said.

"what?"

Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of self-blame appeared on her face.

She thought that she let go of her stomach, so the food was consumed faster.

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not blaming you for eating too much. I promised you before that I would take care of you and let you not worry about food in the last days. It's only a few days away, how could I break my promise."

"And the food will always be eaten one day, if not tomorrow, it will be the day after tomorrow."

She knew that this was the other party comforting herself.

Qiao Wen nodded obediently, feeling very touched.

"Okay, I'm going to go out to find food, you just stay at home, don't open the door randomly, you know?"

After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and prepared to leave.

"Well, I will only open the door when I hear your voice, and I will not open the door for others."

Qiao Wen quickly added.

In fact, she really wanted to know that a fierce person like Zhang Yong would have to pay such a high price if he wanted to leave the building.

And how did Jiang Ping manage to leave the building alone to find food without being afraid.

But Jiang Ping didn't say anything, and she wouldn't ask too much.

She knew that Jiang Ping was a very independent man.

Such a man, if he doesn't talk about things, naturally has his reasons.

Asking yourself more will only lead to resentment.

After explaining, Jiang Ping will leave immediately.

"click"

Just, just when the door lock was opened.

Jiang Ping suddenly turned his head to look at Qiao Wen and asked, "Does your family have a car?"

With his habitual thinking, because he didn't buy a car, he originally wanted to walk to the convenience store to carry food.

But after thinking about it, this is the end of the day. If you make the best use of everything, other people's cars are your own cars.

Why don't you drive yourself?

Not only can it save time, but it can also bring back more food at one time.

"Have."

Qiao Wen nodded, and she immediately understood Jiang Ping's plan, and hurried to the room.

When he came out, he already had a car key wrapped in a pink shell in his hand.

"Originally my dad's car was better, but he drove out before the end of the day, and now it's only mine. By the way, the car is parked next to the elevator on the first basement floor."

Jiang Ping took the key, "It's fine, as long as it's a car!"

He also just asked casually.

If Qiao Wen didn't have one, he could just find a car on the road, but it would take some time.

"boom."

Close the door.

As soon as Jiang Ping left the house, the zombies at the door glanced over.

After seeing that it was Jiang Ping, he started to walk again in a daze.

Push them away.

Jiang Ping went down the stairs.

Soon came to the basement.

There are not many zombies here.

After all, it is a place to park, and no one will stay here forever.

However, the parking lot has a lot of twists and turns, and it is not a large flat.

There are traces of zombies in many corners.

If ordinary people come to the basement to find a car.

It is very likely that you will be bitten by the zombies in these corners.

Jiang Ping didn't care, even if he walked past them, the two of them were in peace.

According to what Qiao Wen said, he was at the elevator entrance and quickly found her car.

This is a very long, very elegant car

Walked up and looked at the sign.

Good guy, Porsche!

Could it be Palmera?

In Jiang Ping’s impression, the car of this brand was only heard from his colleagues about the model of Panamera, so he took it for granted.

Although he also reads some car news, he only looks at some very cheap cars, hoping to earn a down payment and buy a car with a loan.

But this kind of high-end luxury car with more than one million yuan, he dare not look at it!

Realistically, because he simply couldn't afford it.

This kind of car is just like Qiao Wen's, it is something that his life can't have any intersection at all.

The more you know, the more trouble you will have.

only.

In Qiao Wen's tone, it seemed that this car was not as good as his father's. One could imagine how expensive his father's car was!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping couldn't help feeling emotional.

If this is not the end.

Then Qiao Wen is really a rich daughter.

certainly.

Not so many ifs.

It's the end of the day now!

Even Miss Qianjin should honestly wash her clothes and warm her quilt.

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