Counterattack the End of the World To Collect Beautiful Men

Chapter 7

Miffy sorted out her thoughts and rekindled the heat in her chest. Standing gracefully, I slightly pulled up the locks of hair that had fallen before my eyes, and said pretendingly, "Thank you, Manager Zhang, for his help, and the little girl would like to thank you a lot." After finishing speaking, a joking appeared between the eyebrows, pretending to be The posture also bends down gently, making a good etiquette.

The sturdy and unrestrained girl suddenly turned into a graceful lady.

If it hadn't been for watching a scene for free just now, Zhang Yuxiang would almost have been fooled by the acting school of the little girl in front of him. No, I can't call it a little girl. Just now at the moment Miffy took his arm, he deeply felt the softness of the body and the loose clothes that he could not tell with the naked eye. However, the feeling of ecstasy made Zhang Yuxiang, a senior man, know that Miffy was quite predictable. .

"Occasionally! Did Manager Zhang deliver the goods himself?" Miffy looked at the truck parked not far away, and it was vaguely visible that bags of flour were waiting behind the truck.

"Yeah! Feifei is our big customer! I also pointed to Feifei for the next purchase! It just so happens that my home is in this community, and the delivery will be off work by the way!" In Zhang Yuxiang's star-like eyes, I don't know if it is true or not. Said.

But will Miffy pay attention?

wipe! Where does my old lady have that idle thought? The end of the world is coming, these are life-saving capital! In the last days, ten steamed buns can betray their girlfriends, so this bag of flour should be worth at least five beautiful men! Lost, my old lady will find it back this time! At the moment when she saw the flour, Miffy unexpectedly showed a very YY.

That vision was full of blood, violence and YY! It really made Zhang Yuxiang who was standing next to him puzzled. How can I make up my brain, but I can't make up my brain. The relationship between flour and a beautiful boy!

Well, Zhang Yuxiang admitted that he was hit! Thinking of yourself as a person who is loved, the flowers are blooming, and the attractiveness of a handsome man with a pear blossom pressing a begonia is not as attractive as a bag of flour?

No matter how much resentment is in his mind, Zhang Yuxiang dutifully directs the delivery workers to deliver the goods to Miffy's rented cabin.

Seeing that Zhang Yuxiang, who had changed into casual clothes, stood there, not helping the delivery workers, only then did Miffy notice that Zhang Yuxiang's casual equipment cost at least 10,000 yuan.

Although I am a poor student, where are there no rich second generation and official second generation in the current class? The humble, low-key and luxurious casual clothes are quite expensive.

It seems that Zhang Yuxiang is not a manager of a supermarket as he has shown. Nima, can the manager wear a shirt for almost half of his salary? Can a manager stay at least a watch of the average employee’s three-year salary?

However, Miffy saw it but didn't pay attention. Miffy is concerned about where to get some more money.

"The goods are delivered, Feifei sign for it." Zhang Yuxiang took out the sales order from his pocket and asked Fang Xiaoru to sign the order.

Long Feifengwu signed his name, Miffy looked up and noticed Zhang Yuxiang's bright eyes, looking at him with full interest.

The delivery worker hurriedly left after unloading the goods, thinking that the other items on the truck were also to be delivered.

"Don't leave me to drink a glass of water?" Zhang Yuxiang felt that at this time he was more like a rogue, a young boy chasing a girl, not commensurate with his mature, golden, suave appearance, even when he said that, he was embarrassed. ! This is what age, and I feel sore when picking up girls.

Miffy was stunned for a moment, as if she had never seen such a dumb man who didn't know how to advance or retreat. A vigilant color flashed on his face, and he said coldly, "No! There is no boiling water in my house! Please go back."

Zhang Yuxiang actually regretted that sentence, what happened to him today. Sure enough, I touched my grey nose, looked at the whole bucket of pure water in the living room, touched my nose, and said embarrassingly, "I live in unit 202 next door. We are separated by a wall. Welcome to my house. As a guest, we not only have water at home, but also coffee, hot tea and beverages!"

Listening to Zhang Yuxiang's joking ridicule, Miffy suddenly felt that maybe she was too alert, so she relaxed and said, "If you have a chance, you must taste it."

With Zhang Yuxiang's departure, Miffy felt a little lost, but there were more important things waiting for her to plan.

Put all the food in your own space. Just now Zhang Yuxiang mentioned the problem of water, and Miffy only remembered that there will be a shortage of water resources in later generations. Although the river is not polluted, it is still drinkable. However, the water plant has long been unable to start construction, especially in the first few years of the end of the world, due to the danger of wild zombies and mutant creatures, the human survival base has always been unable to restore the normal water supply problem. Water is also necessary on the way to escape.

I took a pen on my apocalyptic escape list and sketched it, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye. Miffy felt her stomach groaning, as if she had eaten a lot more after being reborn. Is there a tendency to gain weight? For a beautiful girl with flowers, her figure is very important to her.

Miffy is very particular about eating. Good tutoring gives Miffy a superb cooking skill. You can cook in your own small apartment, using natural gas pipelines and induction cookers. No matter what it is, it cannot be used after the end of the world. I really miss the taste of the glutinous and fragrant millet porridge.

Just do it, set a fire to cook the porridge, and picked up another red tomato. After a while, the millet porridge and tomato eggs will be out.

When the taste of millet porridge and tomatoes dissipated in his mouth, Miffy was moved and cried...

Yes, this is the taste, with the taste of home, and the feeling of a mother. It is how many times I have missed my dream...

A pot of millet porridge, a large plate of tomatoes and eggs, within half an hour, like the wind swept the leaves of the wind and the autumn wind!

Finally, Miffy held the pot and saw some rice grains on the side of the pot, so she stuck out her tongue and licked it clean one by one. Nima! Think of the "CD" operation spontaneously organized by students in the school cafeteria before the end of the world! Where is it then? If you are hungry, try it for three days and three nights, you will definitely know what CD action is!

After a full hiccup, Miffy looked at the mirror with red light on her face. The girl with a slightly raised stomach, red cheeks and silky eyes, loves and pity the mirror! I hope I can still protect my face, this exquisite figure!

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It's dawn, how long hasn't been so sweet in sleep. How many times have dreams of despair and horror, how many times have been struggling between life and death, that little white flower Miffy is already dead.

There are no courses in the school, but Miffy is going to school today to block a boy. Shrimp?

Just like the nine-teaching self-study room with a gossip picture, Miffy dressed up, swaying towards her goal, and fragrantly floating wherever she passed...