Pick up a doomsday safe house at the beginning

It would take a lot of effort to fill the water, but Zhou Wenhui was already level 20, and her strength increased. It was rare to have an underground spring here, which was fresh water. She heated the fresh water and brought it to the third floor, which was very painstaking. Zhou Wenhui came in after a while.

Her face was very red, and she was a little shy after all.

But she still decisively entered the bathtub and sat next to Meng Liang.

"Can you turn your back to me?"

She asked.

Meng Liang turned his body in the water and turned his back to her.

Zhou Wenhui took a towel and began to wipe Meng Liang's back, arms, neck, face, and chest.

This was the first time Meng Liang enjoyed this kind of service.

He was a man, and under Zhou Wenhui's deliberate hooking, he was a little overwhelmed.

However, Meng Liang didn't want to turn into a wolf all of a sudden.

In the other world, he was very happy, and he married both the dragon and the phoenix. In the world of the God of Creation, he inexplicably slept with more than a dozen top beauties, but in the main world, there was only one woman, Chen Mei'er.

That is to say, in the main world, he was not so open-minded, and still adhered to the worldview of this world.

After washing, Meng Liang felt very comfortable and got up and left the bathroom directly.

Zhou Wenhui felt a little regretful.

The room was too dark, and she had already felt Meng Liang's good figure, but unfortunately she couldn't see it clearly.

She came out long after Meng Liang left, dried her body, changed into a bathrobe, wrung out the wet clothes and hung them out to dry, and then went outside to put on new pajamas.

Meng Liang was already in bed, and he could see Zhou Wenhui with his eyes narrowed.

He had good eyesight and could see in the dark.

Tsk tsk tsk.

This little girl had a really good figure.

"I'll sleep with you, don't worry, I won't touch you."

Zhou Wenhui whispered, and Meng Liang's mouth twitched.

This should be what the scumbag said, but now it has become what the scumbag said.

Isn't it just sleeping in the same bed, Meng Liang is not afraid.

So he didn't refuse, and let Zhou Wenhui come up, and the two began to live together from then on.

After all, there was no one around Meng Liang who could control him, so Zhou Wenhui took advantage of the situation.

Meng Liang felt that he was just trying to vent his anger, so how could he be scared by a woman? So he indulged Zhou Wenhui without any guilt.

They stayed there for more than ten days, sleeping on the same bed, but it was very simple.

On this island,

the good thing is that there is no danger and it is very leisurely and comfortable.

The bad thing is that the zombie fish outside not only did not retreat, but there are more.

Meng Liang started killing fish when he couldn't get out.

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

When Meng Liang was trapped in the sea of ​​zombies, he killed zombies crazily and leveled up crazily.

Now Meng Liang found that killing fish is actually very good.

There are so many fish, and he can kill dozens of them with one knife. The key is that they can't bite Meng Liang quickly, which is more suitable for killing monsters and leveling up.

Since he came, he would make the best of it. Meng Liang lived a comfortable life on the island, constantly leveling up, constantly improving his abilities, waiting for the opportunity to go out.

Leveling up is only during the day, and he goes back to the house to sleep at night.

This Zhou Wenhui is really tenacious. She keeps flirting with Meng Liang. Meng Liang is really uncomfortable with her.

When he came back today, Zhou Wenhui had prepared a table of wine and food.

"We found a cellar. Haha, look, there are a lot of things stored in it, including wine!"

Wine?

This is indeed a good thing. Meng Liang is not a drunkard, but he likes to drink occasionally. He doesn't like the spicy taste of wine, but loves the feeling of being slightly drunk.

There are also some foods that he hasn't eaten for a long time.

For example, Shuofeng's chicken feet, old wine peanuts, etc., in short, they are very suitable for drinking.

Meng Liang didn't hesitate and sat there to eat.

Zhou Wenhui came over immediately to accompany him, and even drank, eating and drinking while talking to Meng Liang.

After being alone for such a long time, they are no longer strangers. Meng Liang really didn't realize that Zhou Wenhui was a chatterbox.

She repeatedly told Meng Liang about her own experiences since she could remember, so that Meng Liang couldn't help but understand her, as if they grew up together.

After drinking for a while and listening to Zhou Wenhui's nagging for a long time, Meng Liang finally couldn't help but talk to her.

"Woman, don't you think it's too hasty? I'm not interested in you at all, and you still want to do this to me?"

Zhou Wenhui answered directly, it seems that she has thought it through, otherwise she wouldn't be so straightforward.

"It's not hasty or not. I know you are not very interested in me, or you are not the kind of scumbag who will make mistakes if you just hook up. In short, these don't matter to me. The fact is that in this doomsday, I will never meet a man as good as you, so I want to catch you."

Zhou Wenhui reached out and hugged Meng Liang's arm.

"Haha, so you not only want revenge, but also want to hug thighs?"

"Well, yes!"

Zhou Wenhui leaned over, pressed her body against Meng Liang's chest, and even moved her mouth to kiss the skin exposed at Meng Liang's collar.

Damn!

Liu Xiahui couldn't stand such initiative.

"We don't know each other at all."

"How can we not know each other? Let me ask you, what's my mother's name?"

"Li Ying."

"What's my father's name?"

"Zhou Anlong, you've told me more than 20 times."

"Hehehe, where did I go to elementary school?"

"Lingang County No. 3 Elementary School, you've told me this more than 80 times."

"What's my favorite food?"

"Garlic sprouts and pork."

"What's my favorite color?"

"Black."

"When did I lose my first kiss?"

"When I was in junior high school, a very bad boy kissed you."

"Look, look, you know so much about me, how can you say you don't know."

Zhou Wenhui looked at Meng Liang with sparkling eyes.

Meng Liang was speechless, it was impossible for him not to know.

Zhou Wenhui was a chatterbox, talking about her every day, and Meng Liang had a good memory, how could he not know.

Looking at Zhou Wenhui's beautiful face, Meng Liang was a little drunk, and he really hadn't touched a woman during this period, so he was very greedy.

But he still controlled and suppressed it, continued to drink and chat.

The meal was finally finished, and after going to bed, Zhou Wenhui, who was also drunk, began to take the initiative.

Meng Liang couldn't hold her anymore, so he turned over and pressed her down.

This was about to be a done deal, and at this moment, Qu Jiaolan's call rang in his mind.

Five minutes, Meng Liang didn't want to answer the call, but it was too annoying. The reminder sound in his heart kept ringing, and Meng Liang answered it angrily.

"Damn it! Don't disturb me, I'm busy."

"What's wrong with you? Meng Liang, what are you doing? Are you fighting zombies? Are you okay?"

"Yes! Fighting zombies, I'm surrounded by zombies! Don't disturb me, goodbye!"

Meng Liang closed the call while speaking.

Qu Jiaolan couldn't help but hold the clothes on her chest with her hands, and felt her heartbeat accelerated.

Where is he? The situation seems very urgent!

Meng Liang fell on the bed panting, staring at the bull's eyes angrily.

Damn it, there is no news early or late, I was just planning to be happy, you got a plane!

Zhou Wenhui was already in a state of vomiting after being kissed by Meng Liang, but found that the man stopped, and immediately climbed up like a water snake, pressed on Meng Liang, became active, and said in his mouth.

"What are you doing? Come on!"

Meng Liang lost half of his interest because of being interrupted by Qu Jiaolan. He sat up in annoyance, pushed Zhou Wenhui aside and lit a cigarette.

Zhou Wenhui sat up panting, frowned at Meng Liang, and looked puzzled.

Meng Liang exhaled the smoke after smoking, and finally sighed:

"Forget it, damn, my wife checked on me and made me lose interest. What do you think I should do?"

"Ah? What did you say? Your wife? Chen Mei'er? Where is she?"

"It's not her, the ghost who got the marriage certificate!"