The drama green tea is targeted by the sick man

Chapter 54 Zombie King Don't Eat Me (3)

He sat on the sofa like a marionette and stared at Wen Huihui who was pouring water.

"Brother, take a sip of water to calm down the shock."

"Looking at your situation, you should be frightened by the scene outside, right?
Let me tell you that you must not act alone, or you will be eaten by a zombie if you are alone. "

"I heard that some zombies will have the same mind as humans when they reach a certain level. I think you will be deceived if you look so good-looking, so I advise you to quickly find someone to form a team with to be safe."

Wen Huihui tried to explain the truth to Jiang Zhezhi, hoping that he could be brainwashed by herself.

Although this is unlikely, you have to try anyway.

What if the lucky European spirit on her is useful?
Jiang Zhezhi's amber pupils were scrutinizing, as if he could see through her mind at a glance.

Afraid that he would not be able to do it, Wen Huihui planned to add some serious material to him, and then she opened her mouth and said, "You must believe me, I really didn't lie to you.

The last time I escaped, I witnessed that eyeless zombie tearing a person in half with his own hands.

I think you look so good-looking, so don't go out, or you will be a pity for your face when you meet zombies. "

There was panic in Wen Huihui's eyes, as if she was particularly frightened thinking of that bloody scene, and her thin body trembled involuntarily.

After Jiang Zhezhi listened to it, his heart was still calm, and he couldn't make any splashes.

Wen Huihui: "..." Brother, can you give me some feedback?
Good guy, I wasted so much saliva after acting in vain.

He turned a blind eye to his performance.

The two stared blankly.

Wen Huihui showed an awkward yet polite smile, okay, you are a boss and you are amazing!
She's a clown.

"My name is Wen Huihui, what's your name?"

There was no response from the other side.

"Can I team up with you?"

Still no one answered her words.

"Are you hungry? Shall I cook something for you?"

"If you don't nod, you agree, just wait a moment."

She completely gave up and asked the other party to respond to her, and then went to the kitchen to start.

After a while, her voice came again: "Do you eat sweet or salty noodles?"

Wen Huihui only asked a symbolic question and didn't expect Jiang Zhezhi to give him a response. In the end, she made a salty taste.

According to her years of experience in reading novels, nine out of ten of these bosses are resistant to sweet things.

It's a pity that she guessed wrong this time. Jiang Zhezhi likes sweet things very much, because he often has the ability to eat sweets to compensate for the high-load actions during missions, which also leads to his liking for sweet things to a certain extent.

Not long after, Wen Huihui came out with a steaming bowl of noodles, and thoughtfully cracked an egg in it.

"No, eat something to warm your body. It's almost summer and your body is still so cold. It's probably because of the severe cold in your body. I'll find a chance to replenish you later."

People who didn't know what this said thought they were very familiar, but they didn't know each other for a long time.

Jiang Zhezhi gently raised his thin eyelids, and looked at Wen Huihui, who was holding his cheeks with his hands, staring at him without blinking.

Then he set his eyes on the bowl of noodles that looked good and was steaming, and remained motionless.

"Eat, if you don't eat the noodles, it will be lumpy, and it will taste like a human rice field..."

It felt inappropriate to say such disgusting words in front of the boss, and then he changed his words immediately: "Hurry up and eat while it's hot, or the taste will change, so don't say I'm not good at craftsmanship."

If she read correctly, she just saw the deep disgust in his eyes.

Well, it's all her fault, she shouldn't have said such things.

Just when Wen Huihui said that if she didn't want to eat it, forget it, but Jiang Zhezhi had already picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles.

Holding the black chopsticks in his big bony hands, he sandwiched the noodles slowly, without the sound of others sipping noodles, and chewed every bite slowly.

Wen Huihui stared blankly at him eating noodles, always feeling that he was a noble and elegant prince eating western food.

If you ignore his indifferent face with no desire for the world.

As expected of the king of zombies, eating noodles can be so high-end.

Jiang Zhezhi ate the noodles in silence, ignoring the fiery gaze on the other side.

After the last noodle was eaten by him, he stretched out his hand and pushed the bowl in front of her, took a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and turned into the look of keeping strangers away.

Wen Huihui:? ? ?

Does she look that much like a servant?Does this person know how to be polite?
He obviously turned a blind eye to her just now, and let her sing a one-man show there alone, ignoring him, how can he order her so smoothly now?

[The host has to show some sincerity if he wants to get to know someone...]

Okay, you are the zombie king and you are the biggest.

After silently packing up the dishes, I realized that I was also hungry, and went to toss again before going back.

Wen Huihui sat across from him and looked at him for a while before asking in a low voice: "How can we say that we have had dinner with each other, should you introduce yourself now?"

The expectant and cautious tone made him raise his eyes to look at the not very healthy woman in front of him.

Seeing that he was also looking at her, Wen Huihui sat upright unconsciously and looked at him eagerly. She didn't hear his answer after looking for a long time, but her big bright eyes dimmed.

Anyone who saw her like this couldn't bear it.

"Jiang Zhezhi."

Low and hoarse, inexplicably seductive.

When Wen Huihui heard that her disappointed eyes became brighter, she was obviously happy.

After watching the fire, I silently gave my host a thumbs up, and the acting skills are superb again...

"Jiang Zhezhi, Jiang Zhezhi."

Qingyue said the name twice with a smile in his eyes and sincerely said: "Your name is really nice, can I call you Zhezhi in the future?"

As if afraid that he would disagree, Wen Huihui looked at him pitifully.

The man looked indifferent, and she assumed that he agreed to the request.

For several days in a row, Wen Huihui was singing a one-man show alone, and she didn't feel ashamed of his silence, so she continued to do her own way.

Wen Huihui, who hit the wall for the nth time, couldn't bear it any longer, and said brokenly: "I'm a fucking retard! The zombie king is amazing!
Can you look down on people like this?Believe it or not, today you love me and don't care about me, and tomorrow I will let you down? "

After being high-spirited, Wen Biaomao and Grumpy Huihui tried dog-leggedly to get the boss to talk to her.

Watching the fire has always known that the host is cowardly in front of the raiders, but in front of the rest is a tyrannosaurus rex.

"Zhezhi, we should go, we have squandered all the food in the house.

Although there seems to be no zombies here, but this is not the way..."

Wen Huihui said in a low voice, looking at him timidly, for fear that he would refuse.

Jiang Zhezhi nodded slightly as he looked at her eyes that looked like a frightened rabbit.

(End of this chapter)