Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

I don't know whether it was because of Mu Jingqi's cruelty, or because he was afraid of the existence of zombies, Cao Dongyi and others stayed in the other room all day long.

When night fell, Mu Jing was sitting on the floor wearing Little Sweetheart's brother's T-shirt, holding a few dice in his hand, "Little angel."

The person who was sitting on a stool reading a book raised his head with doubts in his eyes.

"Go get the medicine box."

Yin Ze blinked, put down the book, went to fetch the medicine box, "Are you injured?"

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I bumped into it outside during the day."

Mu Jing directly took off the large T-shirt, pointed to his shoulder, "Knead me with medicinal oil."

Yin Ze, who had already closed his eyes when she was picking up her clothes, carefully opened one eye, and was relieved when he found that she was wearing a vest under the T-shirt. He took out the medicinal oil and poured it on the palm of his hand to warm it up, "How did you get hurt?"

She is so powerful that she will be injured?

"I hesitated for a moment when killing a little zombie."

Yin Ze's technique is very professional, the strength ranges from light to heavy, making her injured and bruised skin gradually heat up, "Little zombie?"

"Yeah, about four or five years old."

Mu Jing looked out of the balcony, "I met her a few times when I was working part-time. She saw that I was very hungry and gave me a strawberry-flavored lollipop."

Hearing this, Yin Ze paused for a moment, then continued to rub, "Did you kill it?"

"killed."

The two words of extreme indifference are a little scary at night.

"alright."

Yin Ze put away the medicine oil, put the medicine box back to its original position, went to the kitchen to clean his hands, and saw Mu Jing laying on the sofa without any image, with half of his legs still hanging out of the sofa.

"Leather sofa, isn't it hot?"

He looks hot.

"It's okay." She turned over and looked at Yin Ze with her hands behind her head, "Your massage technique is very professional, did you often get injured before?"

Yin Ze paused, walked over and sat down in the seat where he sat before, picked up the book that he had only read a few pages, and said, "It's okay."

"There is a story."

Mu Jing yawned and asked, "I'm suddenly curious."

"What?"

"Do you deal with knife wounds and gunshot wounds?"

Yin Ze looked at her, and after a while, he smiled and said, "If you need it."

Mu Jing hooked his fingers at him, and Yin Ze walked over with the book, almost in an instant, Mu Jing grabbed his wrist and pulled him down.

He put his hands on the back of the sofa, tried his best to stabilize his body that almost fell due to the strong pull, and said: "... What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to take a closer look at you suddenly."

Mu Jing reached out to poke his face, made a dimple, and said with a smile: "What is hidden under such a harmless appearance..."

Yin Ze's eyes darkened at the words that sounded like whispers, but he didn't answer.

She poked his heart, and then let go of him who suddenly felt bored, "I'll wait for you to tell me."

There was a momentary numbness at the place touched by her fingertips, as if an electric current pierced into his heart along with the force of her fingertips, causing his breathing to flutter.

He quickly stood up straight, his face flushed uncontrollably, he squeezed the things in his hands, and said, "Can you please stop making trouble with me..."

"Can."

Mu Jing saw that he seemed to be relieved, and said, "It's impossible."

There are two more chapters to come later...

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