Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

This was not the first time that Yi Sheng heard such words, and he was not surprised and explained: "When I was a child, I stayed in the countryside with my grandparents for two years. Later, my parents were deployed abroad for work."

Seeing that Yin Ze had already made the bed skillfully, she sat directly on the edge of the bed and threw the lighter to Yi Sheng, "I said you have an extraordinary temperament, how could you possibly understand this."

He has the kind of nobility that only comes from a rich family, but he really doesn’t look like a commoner who knows how to make a fire.

Hearing her teasing, Yi Sheng went to find something flammable to start a fire. He wasn't very skilled, but he started the fire smoothly with his body's memory.

"Captain, I don't think you understand the sufferings of the people."

"That can only mean you are blind."

Mu Jing took off his coat, "I grew up so poor, how can you still say that I don't understand the sufferings of the people?"

At this moment, Yi Sheng felt that she was really thick-skinned, and she could say such things.

He threw two thin sticks of firewood into the brazier and said, "If you look like this and you are poor, wouldn't the whole country be living in sewers?"

"You're a rainbow fart that can piss off the whole country, I'll give it to you."

Mu Jing stood up and said, "I'll go next door to change into pajamas."

Yi Sheng shrugged his shoulders and looked at the growing fire. He moved a stool and sat next to it without talking to Yin Ze.

When Mu Jing came back, before he could see what she was wearing, he saw that she had shrunk into the quilt and wrapped herself up.

Yin Ze immediately jumped on it, which made Yi Sheng wonder whether he should go to the next door room to make another fire. Anyway, there was still a pot in this house.

Mu Jing, who felt the weight pressing on his body and pulling on the wound, groaned, then pushed him and said, "Don't make trouble, I want to sleep for a while."

Stretching out his hand from the quilt, he touched his face and said with a blurred vision: "If anyone else comes to stir up trouble, just kill them. Don't worry about what I will think."

Hearing her direct order to kill, Yi Sheng swallowed unconsciously. Is it really unusual?

Even such an order could be said so lightly. If Zhang Gu had half the courage as she did, people would probably be more united.

Yin Ze knew that she was not feeling well. When he heard her say this, he moved over and kissed her face, and then kissed the corner of her mouth. The soft blond hair outlined his outline, looking particularly harmless.

Mu Jing smiled at him, and then let himself fall asleep.

The wound had already begun to hurt when it arrived at the gas station. Now it was finally able to withstand the small house, and the rest would only depend on the body's ability to heal.

Yin Ze pressed the quilt for her. At this time, he was not so clingy to her. He sat on the edge of the bed like a puppet, facing the flames, letting the flames jump in his eyes.

Yi Sheng only made a little noise when adding firewood, and kept as quiet as possible the rest of the time.

When it was almost time for dinner, he got up and walked out quietly.

He went to check the situation around the house and found that there were no zombies and no traces of people, so he returned to the house with some relief, but this time he returned to the house next door.

Mu Jing was sleeping, and he and Yin Ze continued to sit across the brazier, facing each other in silence, which was really embarrassing.

When the person entered the room with his head down after thinking about something, he looked up and saw the small pile of supplies on the ground...