Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"what can you do?"

Seeing that she had no idea and still expected him to continue, Yin Ze decisively swallowed the unspoken words and said, "It's nothing."

The person whose expectations were dashed narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Did you deliberately not say it, or is it really nothing?"

"...really not...huh?"

Yin Ze's face was suddenly grabbed by Mu Jing and pinched.

Mu Jing squeezed the other person's face out of shape, but Mu Jing didn't stop, "Do you know that half-speaking can drive someone to death?"

"I don't know... Mu Jing, stop."

Yin Ze grabbed her wrist to prevent her from messing with his face, but he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only hold it like this. He didn't know whether the blushing face was a natural reaction or caused by her pinching. "My face hurts."

"I didn't even try."

He said that he changed pinching to touching.

"..."

Helpless, let go and let her go.

This helpless indulgence made Zhou Qiyang, who was secretly observing them, touch his neck with his hand. If Prince Qiu hadn't turned on the air conditioner nearby, he felt that he would still enjoy this ambiguous period of dog food.

When Mu Jing was punished enough and put down his hand, he said: "If you say half of your words from now on, you won't be treated like this."

"...Hmm." His instinct told him that it was best not to continue asking.

Yin Ze's face was expressionless, but his eyes were bright. He covered his hot and red face with both hands. His innocent and pitiful look was so cute in Mu Jing's eyes!

This also caused her to reach out to him again.

Whether it was Liao Zhengcheng lying on the operating table or Zhou Qiyang sitting aside with a flashlight, they all chose to look away from them and look elsewhere.

Only Prince Qiu's eyes seemed to be on fire.

His fingertips lightly scratched the blade of the scalpel and said, "I'm going to clean up the zombies upstairs."

After saying that, he turned his back to them, opened the door and went out.

When the two people who were moving the corpses into the ward and stacking them in the corridor saw Prince Qiu walking towards them, they were about to say hello when they felt his sharp eyes. They were so frightened that they shut up and stared blankly. He followed him up the stairs not far from them.

Chen Ruoting pointed towards the stairs with some fear and said to Yuan Lin: "He looks so scary..."

"Don't be afraid. As long as you have a good relationship with Brother Jing, he won't dare to beat you."

Yuan Lin's comfort made Chen Ruoting even more afraid.

Chen Ruoting grabbed the two feet of the corpse and dragged it into the ward. "Wait a minute, do we want to put a piece of paper on the door that says morgue? What if someone breaks in and is scared?"

"No need, right? Just tell them not to enter the room near the stairs."

Yuan Lin dragged another corpse whose head was shot and said, "It's impossible that they can't remember this. Don't worry."

"Oh well."

Judging from the time she joined the team, Yuan Lin is her senior, so of course she has to listen to him.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Ruoting was tired and threw the last corpse on the pile of corpses. She hit her lower back and said, "I should have gone to the gym to practice a long time ago."

"Your body doesn't allow it, right?"

Chen Ruoting was stunned for a moment by Yuan Lin's words.

She pursed her lips, then smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

"I accidentally saw you when you were bending over."

Chen Ruoting almost reflexively touched the ugly scar on her lower back, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "This was from before, and it has no effect now. Don't tell Brother Jing?"