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

Chapter 558 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop Rabbit Leader 77

After the launch mission was over, Quan Jiu was taken away by Long Yan.

Before leaving, Pei Qingyuan pulled Long Yan into the tent, and the two discussed alone for three hours.

Quan Jiu shook the handcuffs on his hands: "Where are we going now?"

Long Yan drove without saying anything.

Quan Jiu's gray eyes are bright, with the clarity to see through everything:

"Leader Dragon, are you feeling pity and can't bear to take me back to the base?"

Long Yan denied it coldly: "No."

"Then let's go back." Quan Jiu made the final decision with a firm tone.

Long Yan's brows furrowed slightly, showing surprise: "You want to go back?"

For her, the best outcome is to stay in the castle.

Quan Jiu looked at the scenery passing by outside the window and said lightly:

"In no mood."

No one likes to be used as a guinea pig for research.

Long Yan quietly waited for her next words.

The woman lazily leaned back on the seat and lowered her eyes: "But I feel sorry for my family, Shi Qi."

In such a launch mission, as Long Yan, it actually doesn't matter whether he participates or not.

He just needed an excuse to delay bringing Quanjiu back to the base in an open and honest manner.

Long Yan's hand on the steering wheel tightened suddenly.

"The castle shouldn't be far from the Tiaoguang base, right?"

Quan Jiu stared sideways at Long Yan's cold profile.

"Long Yan, it's been delayed for two days, it's time for you to go back."

Long Yan's black eyes suddenly darkened, like a pool of ink that couldn't be melted away. There was a loud "chila" sound, the wheels suddenly stopped, and the entire car suddenly swayed forward.

She was right.

The castle is not far from the Tiaoguang base.

The drive only takes three hours.

But he took her outside for two full days.

The man stepped on the brakes to the end and his expression became even colder: "I am Long Yan, not Shi Qi."

Quan Jiu smiled and refused to comment.

Since there was no interference from Shiqi, why didn't he send her back to the base as soon as possible?

The launch command center is a day and a half drive from the Liguang Base.

Long Yan knew that she had supplies in her space, but he still took her to the supermarket and purchased a cart full of supplies.

At night, the two barely found a red brick house that could shelter from the rain.

It was raining heavily outside the window. There was no power supply in the house and there was no way to turn on the lights. Quan Jiu took out three candles and a lighter from the storage space and lit them one by one.

Quan Jiu glanced at the stove: "There are dead branches and leaves, which can be used to make a fire, which is perfect for drying clothes."

The other end of the handcuff is still in Long Yan's hand.

Quan Jiu raised his wrist: "I've already offered to go back. There's no need for you to lock me up. It's inconvenient to go to the toilet if I'm always handcuffed like this."

Long Yan looked at her for ten seconds, and finally took out the key and unlocked the handcuffs.

The environment in the brick house is very simple.

Apart from a stove, a table and a bench, there was only a wooden bed.

It was completely dark outside. There were only three candles in the room, and the light source was weak. The shadows of the two people were cast on the dirt wall, and the atmosphere of a horror movie came over them.

Fortunately, neither of the two people in the room are afraid of ghosts.

Quan Jiu took out the oil, rice and seasonings from the space and placed them on the stove:

"I'll light the fire and you'll cook."

Thanks to Shi Qi, she knew that Long Yan's craftsmanship was pretty good.

As soon as Long Yan put the rice into the pot, he was pulled to the stove by Quan Jiu.

The fire was already burning brightly, and the firelight illuminated the indoor scene, dispelling the coldness of the room.

"Come and warm yourself by the fire with me."

Quan Jiu moved two small benches and pulled Long Yan to sit down.

As soon as the man sat down, a cold, soft ball was stuffed into his palms.

Quan Jiu called him unceremoniously: "Give me warmth."

"I told you, I'm not him." Long Yan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering the expression in his eyes.

The current status of the two people is that they can be regarded as the most familiar strangers.

She understood the part of him that was Seventeen, but she didn't understand the part of him that was Long Yan.

Quan Jiu looked directly into his eyes: "But you didn't push me away."

Long Yan pursed his thin lips tightly.

He should have pushed her away.

As a human leader who specializes in exterminating zombies, he should not be soft-hearted towards a zombie.

This is a selective error.

Long Yan thought a lot, constantly finding reasons and laws, trying to make himself the selfless leader again.

But the memory clearly printed in his mind made his arms rusty, and he couldn't even muster the strength to push her away.

Quan Jiu saw his silence and struggle, and did not force him. He gently leaned his head on his shoulder, his tone was inexplicably coquettish, showing dependence and trust:

"I'll squint for a while, and then you can call me after the water boils."

As a zombie, she had no consciousness of staying away from him, and was surprisingly brave.

Long Yan silently stared at her sleeping face. When the water boiled, he gently pushed her arm.

In the haze of the bonfire, the man's usually cold facial features seemed to have gained warmth, and Quan Jiu even gave him the illusion that he was still seventeen.

She blinked, took out a box of peach-flavored fruit candies from her pocket, and lightly bumped his arm:

"Do you want to eat?"

Familiar sweet aroma.

The sweetness of peach penetrates the tip of my nose, and all the memories of Shiqihequan wine come back to me.

Quan Jiu didn't have the habit of carrying candy with her, but after Shi Qi was injured, she always liked to stuff a box of candy into her pocket. Every time he cried out in pain, she would feed him one with her own hands. The pain relief effect was immediate and tried and true.

Long Yan stared at the fruit candy in her hand quietly and remained silent.

Quan Jiu took out a candy from the box and handed it to his lips.

The man hesitated for a moment, then opened his lips.

The sense of taste is stronger than the sense of smell.

The sweetness of peach spreads between your lips.

"I have never seen someone who can cry out in pain like this." Quan Jiu also stuffed one into his mouth, "He ate up more than a dozen boxes of fruit candies."

In fact, she knew that many times, Shiqi's wounds didn't really hurt, but just to be jealous.

Quan Jiu: "You said he's such a pain-shy person, but it's just that every time a mutant appears, he'll be the first to stand in front of me."

She didn't mention her name, but Long Yan knew she was talking about Seventeen.

This feeling is very strange. He has memories of everything she said, and can even feel the same, but he still has the consciousness of being part of Long Yan in his mind.

Long Yan expressionlessly stuffed fallen leaves into the stove: "What do you want to say?"

Quan Jiu looked at the rising bonfire, his eyes slightly lowered, and his voice was deep and hoarse:

"I want to say..."

"I miss him."

Long Yan was stunned for a moment.

The body responds preferentially over the brain.

A surge of sour and astringent emotions turned into a trickle, meandering and spreading in the chest.

It is not as turbulent as the stormy waves, but it is continuous and the water flows slowly.

No matter how hard I cut, I couldn't stop cutting.

Under the control of strong emotions, he instinctively raised his arms slightly, wanting to hug the person in his arms tightly.

Just as he was about to touch Quan Jiu's back, Long Yan tightened his fingers and clenched his hands into fists. Relying on his strong self-control, he stopped abruptly.

(End of chapter)