Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 459 Domesticating a Zombie King (34)

Qiao Wei lowered her head to look at Shao Liang who was looking at her anxiously, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curled up with a deep sarcasm.

She is his most important?
Is it also what he cares most about...?

Is it too late to talk about what you care about and what is important now?

If he really cared about her, how could he be so cruel to her back then?

As far as Qiao Wei is concerned, she died long ago in the alley in front of Chaoyue Mansion.

Her stomach was cut open, her child and her heart were dug out, the bones were chopped into pieces and boiled into meat porridge, all of which were fed into the stomachs of the two watchdogs raised by Chaoyuefu.

Her short life was long over.

What she got now is just a chance for revenge!

Even if Young Master Xuan Yi felt remorse at the beginning and tore through time and space to find her, why did he think that she could live a good life with him as if nothing had happened?

She has already died once, her parents have died because of her one after another, and the flesh and blood in her belly have also been snatched away by people with ulterior motives. I don't know what to do with them. These are irreversible facts.

Damage is damage, and no matter how repaired a broken mirror is, there will still be ugly gaps that cannot be ignored.

Shaoliang was probably frightened by the cruel look on Qiao Wei's face, and carefully pulled her sleeve, "Wei, smile, smile."

Qiao Wei looked at him coldly, thinking in her heart what torture methods she had left out were useless.

Speaking of which, she hadn't seen her phantom limb for a long time.

Well, it's time to pick up the "Sunflower Collection" sent by the system, and see if I can find the third thick leg she is so proud of.

"Wei." Shaoliang hugged her shoulder clumsily, pressed his arms into his arms, buried his cheek on the back of her neck, greedily sniffing the fragrance of her body, with a muffled voice. "Wei, how do you want to be able to be happy?"

"You want to make me happy?" Qiao Wei smiled.

She likes to laugh very much recently, but her smiling face is always cold, and the smile rarely reaches her eyes.

Seeing it in his eyes, Shaoliang felt that his chest was even more dull, and nodded hurriedly, "Yeah!"

"Make me happy... This is actually quite simple."

Qiao Wei tilted her head, her face was mixed with two extremely contradictory emotions of innocence and viciousness at the same time, which looked very strange.

"I'll be happy when you die, die cleanly, and don't come to obstruct my eyes forever."

Her voice was very soft, like a feather falling on Shaoliang's heart, but it seemed to weigh so heavily that he couldn't breathe.

"……real?"

After a long, long time, Shaoliang suddenly opened his mouth, wanting to confirm something.

"Can it be fake?" Qiao Wei smiled brightly. "So, are you willing to die? If you don't die, I won't be able to be happy for the rest of my life."

As soon as she saw him, she thought of her stupid past, full of annoyance, shame, grief and resentment with nowhere to vent.

Keeping this bastard in front of her can only remind her of her dark history over and over again.

Apart from tearing him up and destroying him, she couldn't think of anything else at all.

Shaoliang didn't speak, and put a little force on the palm around her shoulder.He raised his head, and quickly kissed the corner of her lips reluctantly, as expected, he saw the disgust in her eyes.

His heart ached even more.

Qiao Wei hates him.

She said that unless he died, she would never be happy in her life.

He... he wanted to make her happy.

For the first time, Shaoliang ignored Qiao Wei's struggle, tightly wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her forehead wantonly, followed by the long tail of eyes, delicate nose, tender cheeks, rosy Lips, tiny chin...

He instinctively expressed his love for Qiao Wei in his own way.

To the touch, soft and fragrant.

Her skin is warm and her eyes are alive.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy and hatred flowed through her body.

She is……

alive.

For some reason, there was a trace of sourness in Shaoliang's eyes.

Shaoliang always felt that Qiao Wei's breath was very special, and he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity when he smelled it, desperately trying to catch this smell, filling his empty heart.

Quite different from Shaoliang, it was Qiao Wei's reaction.

She elbowed him and warned in a blunt tone, "Don't touch me."

The more Qiao Wei wanted to resist, the easier it was for Shao Liang to subconsciously tighten her fingers, for fear that she would sneak out through them.

This is precisely Qiao Wei's minefield.

The tighter he held on, the more she wanted to escape.

The more she tried to escape, the tighter he held on.

One person and one zombie fell into an unsolvable endless loop. No one was willing to withdraw first. They were all waiting for the other to compromise first, but they both tried their best to fight.

"Snapped--"

Qiao Wei ran out of patience, exhausted all her life's strength, and slapped Shaoliang hard, slapping Shaoliang who was stuck on her body, and she slipped out of his confinement.

"I said, don't touch me!"

The disgust on Qiao Wei's face was undisguised, her voice raised involuntarily.

Shaoliang stopped expressing intimacy, his eyes seemed a little sad, he stared at her intently for a while, and then whispered: "Wei, don't be angry, but be happy, be happy all the time."

Qiao Wei pulled out a nasty smile again, "Didn't I say that? If you die, I will be happy."

She glanced at Shaoliang three inches below his navel, and a certain big brother was nodding and bowing excitedly to her.

Qiao Wei took out the scissors and twisted them, so that she couldn't see anything.

Is it the undead zombie king?
Yes, she really couldn't find a way to kill Shaoliang for the time being.

But... what if the little zombie asked for death?

If you can coax the silly little zombies to give away their heads, it will save you a lot of effort.

Taking a step back, even if the little zombie is unwilling to give away the head, Qiao Wei will not lose in this wave.

She will always keep an eye on the movement of the little zombie, and test his dead spot on him bit by bit, until he shows abnormal emotions, proving that she has found the right place, and then kills him with another blow!
Simply perfect!
Qiao Wei is no longer obsessed with such boring things as plugging mouths and potting chrysanthemums. She is tired of playing, and just wants to kill Shaoliang as soon as possible and quickly open the next plane.

In the next plane, she will not only continue her efforts to abuse his body severely, but also hold his heart in her hands and squeeze it softly, so that she can abuse him!
In exploring the important issue of "how to kill Shaoliang", Qiao Wei figured out new rules of the game.

"There are no more marbles." Qiao Wei flicked the slingshot, and stretched out her hand to Shaoliang.

Shaoliang immediately raised his hand to poke his own eyeballs, obediently picked out two, and gave them to her to play with.

"The ball deflated."

Shaoliang immediately took off his head, and graciously sent it to Qiao Wei's feet, watching Qiao Wei kick his head into the sewer.

　This plane ends tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)