The people inside the house cried and shouted as they were dragged out by Brother Qiang’s men to the house they had stayed in before. When he saw those people carrying away Xue Wanyi and Cheng Jiaojiao, Qi Yue’s feelings were very complicated, smoking and watching coldly the whole time. In the previous life he had already used his life to pay it back, now he no longer owed her. Since even walking past each other, they couldn’t recognize each other, then just take it as if they had never known each other.
Some feelings: guess their luck was just bad, running into a group of such vicious people. Easy to imagine, being taken away by Brother Qiang’s people, what their fate would be like.
Not long later, in and out in a rush, all the people in the house were gone. Only Han Fei and Qi Yue were left.
“Will you blame me?”
A few seconds later, he slowly opened his mouth and said: “Won’t.”
Qi Yue knew what he meant, and it was true, he didn’t blame Han Fei, trouble should be solved early.
Han Fei grabbed Qi Yue’s face and turned it toward himself, kissed him hard, tongue going into Qi Yue’s mouth, stirring fiercely, until he felt Qi Yue couldn’t breathe properly, then loosened. He kissed him again, and looked into Qi Yue’s eyes, saying: “Be good, follow me, I will always treat you well.” After speaking, he pressed Qi Yue’s head hard against his chest.
Qi Yue suddenly felt a rush of tears rising. He didn’t know why, he inexplicably felt this sentence especially familiar. He blinked hard, forcing back the tears that were about to spill. D*mn, laozi is a man, how can hearing a man say love words make me emotional. But he really was moved.
The weather was cold, but the two of them leaning together was so warm.
Because the bridge to Yangcheng was broken, if they wanted to go to L Base, they had to take a huge detour, and also had to go to M Base first. The two decided not to rush on the road. Qi Yue’s ability allowed Han Fei to release his ability nonstop, as long as the ability ran out, eating could restore it. This way, they could travel while killing zombies to level up abilities, and while gathering as many supplies as possible.
Though not rushing, it was still better to leave before those people outside. As soon as dawn lit the sky, the two prepared to continue on their way.
When Han Fei and Qi Yue came out ready to depart, Brother Qiang from the side room also came out with two subordinates, all of them looking weak and worn-out from excessive indulgence. Brother Qiang was even walking while fastening his belt. Reliving in his mind the two women of status he had played with last night. Both women tasted good, and they were mother and daughter sharing a bed, even more stimulating. The younger one wasn’t very old, very exciting to play with, the older one, even though older, was even more intoxicating to play with. Their whole group messed around until dawn before they were satisfied.
Brother Qiang, face full of lewd smiles, greeted Han Fei, and subtly said that if they ever met trouble, he hoped Han Fei could cover them a little. Han Fei didn’t express anything, just played tai chi.
Before getting in the car, Qi Yue deeply looked at the house where those people were locked up. He would feel guilty, but he wouldn’t regret. Since they clearly knew those people were dangerous, why still choose to stay? Was this fate? He forgave her decades of abandonment and the persecution of his previous life. Because there was no longer love or hate in his heart, between them they could just be strangers…
The day’s weather was the same as the day before. Ever since the zombies’ second mutation, the weather had become strange. Late autumn, suddenly hot like summer. On the road, Qi Yue drove, letting Han Fei rest in the back to refuel his strength, he hadn’t slept for two days. By the afternoon, Han Fei crawled forward from the back, full of energy, and seemingly recovered.
The two sat in the front, smoking opposite each other, clouds of smoke everywhere. Since they weren’t rushing, they discussed places nearby with lots of supplies and few zombies. In the end, Han Fei decided on the meat processing cold-storage factory Qi Yue suggested. It was already afternoon, so they decided to go the next day.
Ever since Qi Yue had a gun in hand, his confidence soared. Han Fei even gave him a suppressor, now he was even more like a fish in water. His shooting also became much more accurate than before, out of ten shots at least □ would be headshots.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The gunshots and the sounds of ability attacks mixed together. After the two finished off the zombies in the house, Han Fei searched each room and collected everything useful.
Qi Yue carried a long machete in one hand and a plastic bag in the other. Pa—he chopped open another zombie’s skull, scooped the crystal core into the bag, and walked to the next corpse. He couldn’t help it, Qi Yue didn’t want to do this disgusting job, but Han Fei used “you eat my food and use my things” as the reason to completely refuse Qi Yue’s resistance.
The two cooperated, clearing more than a dozen households near the roadside, a little distance from the village. They chose the cleanest one, and after Han Fei put away the car, they planned to spend the night here.
After the zombies’ second mutation, they were much stronger and no longer afraid of daytime. Now whether day or night, zombies would come out to wander*. Fortunately each zombie head had a crystal core that could be absorbed when ability users over-exerted their spiritual power. But absorbing took too long. Han Fei still preferred eating the food Qi Yue made, which restored spiritual power quickly and tasted good. Unlike crystal cores that recovered slowly, food recovered instantly depending on how much he ate.
Han Fei walked around the house again and again, making sure there were no zombies nearby and it was safe, then returned to the room they picked on the second floor. The room was quiet, originally locked, no zombies had entered. Inside was fully furnished: sofa, tea table and most tempting, a large double bed.
When Han Fei entered, Qi Yue had already prepared their dinner. On the gas stove steamed buns were steaming. He felt very satisfied. The more he looked at Qi Yue the more he felt he was good, being able to keep everything so tidy in this environment. Was he already trying to be a good little homemaker for him?
Qi Yue put on an entirely domestic posture, took out bowls, chopsticks, ladle from his tiny kitchen space, served Han Fei rice and handed it to him.
“How’s the situation outside.”
“Very safe.” Han Fei was very satisfied. In his eyes Qi Yue was now simply perfect, virtuous, gentle, considerate, and could handle the home and the kitchen. Never knew his * could be this strong. Just Qi Yue casually glancing at him made Han Fei feel tight below.
Han Fei was completely into the role, unfortunately the other main character was unaware, looking carefree.
Qi Yue sat there with a dark face, frowning, carefully tasting the small steamed bun, holding one bitten-into bun. Hm~ not right… really not right…
Feeling like his intuition was off, he urgently wanted to confirm. Without thinking, he handed the bitten bun to Han Fei.
Han Fei stared, entranced. Was this *? Rare, he actually wanted to share food with him?
Instead of reaching to take it, he opened his mouth, and with Qi Yue holding it, took a small bite while also holding Qi Yue’s two fingers between his lips, not letting go, lips wrapping around the fingers, tongue drawing circles on the finger pads, hot and teasing.
Qi Yue’s hand trembled, he quickly let go. Han Fei let out a small laugh. The little guy was so cute, blushing, shy, he made him want to press him down hard and make him beg under him.
Hearing Han Fei laugh, Qi Yue’s face burned even more, he hid the fingers Han Fei had sucked behind him and shook them twice hard.
“Keh, keh, keh” he cleared his throat a few times before finding his voice, and remembered what he originally meant to say.
“Try it, see if it’s different from yesterday.”
Han Fei finally understood so the little guy wanted him to taste the ability in the bun. Though not *, being able to take advantage like this still made Han Fei very satisfied.
The bun went into his mouth, he chewed.
Qi Yue’s eyes went wide, staring without blinking at Han Fei’s movements. He saw him open his mouth, put it in, bite, and saw that hot tongue, lips pressed as he chewed slowly. He swallowed and saw Han Fei’s bobbing Adam’s apple, making Qi Yue’s face even hotter. In the silent surroundings, he even made an audible gulping sound.
Qi Yue suddenly turned around. Too embarrassing. He actually acted like a lovestruck woman being ** by the other.
Next moment, Qi Yue was grabbed at the waist by strong arms, whole body pulled back into a firm chest. The breathing above his head and the hot, pulsing body behind him reminded him clearly the person behind him was a man, a man currently **.
Uneasy, Qi Yue struggled violently, wanting to break free.
The weight on him really paused, but seconds later he was turned around, his mouth sealed, followed by a wet tongue prying open his lips, hooking his tongue, sucking him hard.
“Be good, don’t make trouble…” hmm?
Hearing Han Fei’s low, husky voice, Qi Yue shivered, let out a small “ngh”, then startled. He shoved hard without thinking.
The more Han Fei looked, the more adorable he found him. He leaned in and pecked Qi Yue’s lips again, lifted a hand blocking Qi Yue’s slap, and with his free hand released a water ball, “Tonight let’s take a lovers’ bath!”
Qi Yue’s mouth fell open, staring at the water ball.
D*mn! Too unfair! The water ball from a water ability user proved his earlier feeling wasn’t wrong. This space’s extra little steamer, the food produced, the triggered abilities were actually changing once per day. But why was it that other people got attack-type skills, and he himself was so pitiful!
