Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 542 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop Rabbit Leader 61

The man's chin rubbed against her face, just like a cat or a dog expressing their love to their owner.

Quan Jiu pushed him away ruthlessly: "It's shameful to act cute."

Long Yan closed the bedroom door and held Quan Jiu in his arms. A pair of fluffy rabbit ears popped out enthusiastically. He complained pitifully to Chu Chu:

"Tsun, you haven't touched it for two days."

While he was humming and talking, he slowly put his face against her ears and neck, with a little probing caution.

"Look, it's not happy anymore..."

The rabbit's ears were drooping, like a flower that was drooped after being exposed to the scorching sun. It seemed that he was really unhappy as he said.

Quan Jiu exposed him angrily:

"You are a lop-eared rabbit, and you only look like a ghost if your ears stand up."

Long Yan was not angry even after being exposed. He groaned even more fiercely and hugged her like a cheat:

"...That's because I'm unhappy."

No stickers.

No hugs.

No touching.

Not happy.

Quan Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hand helplessly, and touched his ear perfunctorily:

"Is this all right?"

Long Yan snorted, his ears twitched, and his tone was arrogant:

"not enough."

A gentle touch like this is simply not enough.

Quan Jiu raised his hand helplessly and carefully smoothed his hair.

Others petted cats and dogs, but she was better at petting rabbits.

Long Yan's blue eyes narrowed comfortably, with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Thinking of the kiss on the attic, he approached Quan Jiu and kissed her as usual.

………

After dinner, Quan Jiu returned to the bedroom.

Tang Sui had been following her with fear, fearing that she would transform into a corpse.

Quan Jiu could only comfort her:

"It's been so long and I haven't had any problems at all. I don't have a fever or confusion. This proves that the wound was indeed scratched by a foreign species, right?"

Tang Sui nodded silently.

"Be good, go to bed."

Quan Jiu picked her up and put her on the bed, covering her with a quilt.

After comforting Tang Sui, she planned to go to the living room to get a glass of water. As soon as she opened the bedroom door, something suddenly fell from the handle behind the door.

Quan Jiu Dingqing took a look and found a gorgeous red rose lying on the ground.

"Why does this silly rabbit always send roses..."

She picked up the roses and put them back on the desk in her bedroom.

That night, Quan Jiu had a dream.

Dreams are extremely real.

Long Yan was like this in the afternoon, lying on her body humming and coquettishly, with the bright sun behind him.

She touched his bunny ears, and the man looked up from her arms, revealing a pair of black eyes that she had never seen before.

Cold, deep, without any emotion.

"All zombies must die."

Suddenly a knife appeared in his hand and stabbed into her heart.

The scene stopped abruptly.

Quan Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

She picked up the watch on the bedside table and wanted to check the time, but when the watch was in her hand, she realized that the eleven-year-old watch had stopped working at some point.

This watch has accompanied her through elementary school, middle school and college. It has tenacious vitality and can be called Nokia in the watch world. But now it broke without any warning.

"If it's broken, then it's broken..."

I thought I could stay with her longer.

She opened the bedside drawer and threw the watch in.

…

the next day.

Yang Huaigu arrived early in the morning and invited them to meet another leader of the base.

While walking on the road, Long Yan sniffed twice, and Jing Che smiled and bumped his arm:

"Smell zombies again?"

Long Yan shook his head: "I didn't smell it today."

Quan Jiu walked in front silently, the wound that was bleeding yesterday had been bandaged tightly by her.

When they arrived at the administration building, Quan Jiu recognized Zhou Chi, the general manager of the base, at a glance.

Zhou Chi was talking to his men when he heard footsteps and turned around.

The moment their eyes met, Quan Jiu clearly felt a stinging pain as if a fine needle had been pierced into his body. The man's black eyes were bottomless and he stared at Quan Jiu for a long time before retracting his gaze.

It was at the moment when he looked away that the stinging sensation of the needle disappeared.

Zhou Chi nodded and said hello to Quan Jiu and others:

"I was in a hurry the past two days, so I didn't take care of you."

Quan Jiu's smile was distant and polite: "I understand."

After just one meeting, she concluded that Zhou Chi was not an ordinary person.

Zhou Chi got straight to the point:

"Lao Yang and I sincerely want to invite you to join Li Guang. If you are willing, I can give you the position of base leader."

Sub-person in charge is equivalent to the former company director.

Jing Che silently rolled his eyes.

His sister is not even willing to be the leader of the Xing'an base, so why would she care about a sub-responsible person?

Sure enough, Quan Jiu refused.

"In that case, I won't force you. You can stay as long as you want in Tiao Guang." Zhou Chi nodded.

…

Quan had another dream that night.

Seventeen in the dream still has a pair of black eyes.

Wearing a camouflage combat uniform, he stood on the city wall, looking down at the surging zombies.

All the zombies that came close to him were killed by him.

The scene turned, Long Yan expressionlessly chopped off the zombie's head, and the fallen zombie turned back into a human. The face looked like that of Long Yan's biological mother.

Relatives.

friend.

Comrades who fought side by side in the past.

They all died in the hands of Long Yan.

When he woke up, Quan Jiu sat up and raised his head, his eyes just met the red roses on the table.

Roses are as delicate as fire, blooming silently in the middle of the night.

Quan Jiu rubbed his fingertips.

What just happened is not so much a dream as it is the fragments of the original owner's previous memories.

The news that Long Yan personally killed his biological parents spread like wildfire. When the original owner heard the news, his brain automatically made up the scene of that day.

As soon as it got dark the next day, Quan Jiu changed his clothes and got ready to go out.

Long Yan took out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen, put it in front of her like a treasure, picked up the chopsticks and fed it to her mouth:

"Zhuo, do you want to try it?"

Quan took a sip of the wine, and the heavy emotions in her dream faded a lot. She thought of the rose secretly sent by Long Yan, and took the initiative:

"Don't send flowers in the future."

In the apocalypse, if you want to get a flower, it will probably take a lot of effort.

Long Yan frowned in confusion: "Flower? What flower?"

Quan paused while drinking and eating noodles: "That red rose the night before yesterday was not a gift from you?"

Long Yan pursed his lips, the word "unhappy" clearly written on his face:

"I never sent it."

As expected, there are still people in this base who are thinking about his family.

When Jing Che saw that he was jealous, he gloated and said:

"Maybe it was given by someone who has a crush on my sister. After all, therapists are very popular..."

Quan Jiu returned to the room after dinner and his eyes fell on the blooming red roses.

The rose petals are stacked in layers, blooming enthusiastically and pleasing to the eye.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, picked up the rose stem with her fingertips, held it in her hand and played with it.

Just like ordinary roses.

Nothing special.

Quan Jiu crushed the rose with no expression on his face and threw it into the trash can.

She never believed in coincidences.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed after the rose appeared that she started to have dreams one after another.

(End of chapter)