Number One Zombie Wife

"Boss, I won't let him go." Yawei said lazily.

"Well, it won't."

Rescue Pan Renzhe When they buried Guang Junjie's body, Zhan Beitian's convoy was slowly moving 20 kilometers away, and the 'Husky' sleeping on the shoulder of Zhan Beitian suddenly woke up and looked at the scenery outside the window , Screamed: "Oops, I forgot to take it away."

Zhan Beitian, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes: "Who?"

Mu Yifan ignored him and said to himself: "My agent."

How he left such an important thing is really depressing.

Mu Yifan covered his chest and said, "Heart hurts."

In fact, he felt that his chrysanthemum was even more painful. Without that thing, his life must be sad.

"Agent, who is it?" Zhan Beitian narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Yifan.

After just going out for a few days, I felt indifferent to others and showed a heartache.

Mu Yifan looked at him weakly: "You said you didn't know it, anyway without it, I'm so sad."

Zhan Beitian looked at him with a painful expression, his face getting heavier and colder.

The five people in front of me suddenly felt cold, couldn't help sitting upright, shivering, and then saw the layers of frost on the car wall.

Mu Yifan was very depressed: "Why did I forget you."

The grandson sitting in front was so cold that he couldn't help but ask, "Who is the agent? Since it is so important to you, should you go back and pick him up?"

He didn't say it was okay, the cold in the car became colder.

Mu Yifan's eyes brightened: "Can you? Isn't it troublesome?"

The temperature in the car dropped a few degrees again.

"..." Mao Yu rolled his eyes.

Did you see the boss's face freeze? I still kept mentioning that ‘agent, really want to pick this person back, maybe their camp is a cold winter day every day.

Sun Zihao said: "We have only walked twenty kilometers, and it should be quick to go back."

Immediately afterwards, he yelled at the national horse. Finally, he couldn't help turning his head and angered, "Fuck, the lubricant is the lubricant. What are you doing so ambiguous?

Didn't notice that the boss had a lot of opinions on that ‘agent’?

Zhan Beitian: "..."

Mao Yu: "..."

"..." Sun Zihao no longer admired Yifan, at this time, he was still thinking about lubricants. The corners of the two soldiers in front of them yanked hard.

Mu Yifan rolled his eyes gloomily: "You know what's going on. Why tell him?"

After speaking, Zhan Beitian will know what he wants to do.

Xiang Guobai gave him a glance.

If they didn't say it again, they would freeze to death.

Zhan Beitian continued to close his eyes and ignored the goods.

However, Mu Yifan couldn't sleep. He kept poking at Zhan Beitian with his fingers.

Zhan Beitian pressed the restless man directly into his arms: "Sleep."

Mu Yifan raised his head, and his mouth was right next to Zhan Beitian's ear, and he whispered, "After we go back, what will we be, what, what?"

Anyway, Zhan Beitian already knew that he was looking for lubricants, and he was not afraid to tell him about it.

Zhan Beitian's eyes remained open and asked, "What, what?"

"do excercise."

In fact, Mu Yifan was very nervous, and was not sure that Zhan Beitian was willing to have **** with him.

After all, in the novel he wrote, the man liked the woman, and now the subject suddenly became a man, and I don't know if the man would accept it.

It's like he knows that he likes men now, but he can't accept seeing the other two men hugging each other naked.

Therefore, he was worried that although Zhan Beitian could kiss his face or something, he might not be able to accept what the two big men did.

Zhan Beitian asked, "What sport?"

"Exercising on the bed."

Zhan Beitian: "..."

When Mu Yifan saw Zhan Beitian hesitant to say, he said, "If you don't speak, I will agree with you."

Zhan Beitian remained silent.

Mu Yifan took a sip of excitement at the corner of his mouth.

Zhan Beitian's mouth can not help but evoke a curved arc.

Xiang Guo in front: "..."

Fuck!

It's almost as if they didn't exist, whispering so loudly.

Sun Zihao: "..."