Chapter 77

All kinds of memories passed through his mind. In addition, he didn't eat a full meal for several days. The little fox had a headache and didn't notice the change of the man in his arms for a while.

But when Ning Simo clenched her hand, the little fox suddenly realized that it was wrong.

Su Qinghuan's shell is delicate and weak. It is said that weak chickens praise her. Ning Simo generally respects and sympathizes with girls.

But at this moment, Ning Simo uses a lot of strength. Even if the other party is a patient with a high fever, the little fox can't struggle.

……

Su Qinghuan raised his eyes in amazement and looked at the man's sharp and cold Phoenix eyes.

Like a fierce beast climbing out of the abyss of hell, with a dangerous aura that can't be ignored.

Su Qinghuan frowned and had a hunch that his wishful thinking was about to fail.

"Tong'er, aren't you kidding me? Why do I think this situation is not very good?"

Now is the third day of the end of the world. Although Ning Simo and the original owner have only been dating for more than half a month, their development is limited to holding hands, but their feelings are not plastic enough for Ning Simo to deliberately hurt her.

It's not good.

Of course, the system saw something wrong with Ning Simo earlier than Su Qinghuan. It has been disordered several times recently, so it didn't dare to bubble.

……

Seeing that the system pretended to be dead and refused to speak, Su Qinghuan was in a bad mood. Soon, she could only gently complain to the man holding her hand according to the original master's setting.

"Si Mo, what's the matter with you? I just want to cover your clothes. You hurt me..."

The girl's voice is like a valley warbler. It was a young man lying in her arms, but now it is turned away by Ning Simo.

Ning Simo pressed her half from a commanding position and saw Su Qinghuan lifting his hairy head. It seemed that it was really because of his great strength. The delicate peach blossom eyes were suffused with a few threads of water mist, becoming more and more delicate and innocent.

After sweeping the girl's clear eyes, Ning Simo felt very uncomfortable.

——It was su Qinghuan's innocent skin that deceived him for so long!

How can such a kind-hearted woman deserve such clean eyes?

……

The sun outside the window slowly shines in. Ning Simo's handsome and unmarried face is cut into a half light and half dark shape by the sun. His long eyelashes are slightly restrained to cover up the killing intention that is about to surge out of his eyes.

"Susu, I'm sorry. I just dreamed that the zombie was chasing me. Did it hurt you?"

The man's tone is very sincere, even gentle, no different from the waste boyfriend in the original owner's memory.

But as a fox, Su Qinghuan's sixth sense is far more sensitive than ordinary people. She even vaguely feels that the other party wants to break her neck for a moment.

As soon as this idea came out, Su Qinghuan was extremely frightened.

What a bad time. Nothing is right.

"But you seem to hold my hand tighter."

“……”

Hearing the girl's weak reminder, Ning Simo carelessly released Su Qinghuan's hand.

"Really?"

At a casual glance, the man saw the little fox's cold white wrist. Now it became red at a fast speed, as if it had been abused by someone. It looked very pitiful.

——Gee, it's really as delicate as before.

……

Yes, Nimmer was reborn. He remembered what happened in the end.

In particular, the "good girlfriend" he took good care of sold him to a disgusting fat woman for ten apples, and mercilessly pushed him into the zombie group.

The man wanted to kill Su Qinghuan directly, but the girl had been staring at the ring on his hand. Obviously, it was far more complicated than he expected.

Is Su Qinghuan reborn?

……

Thinking of this possibility, the man's gentle smile on his lips stagnated.

Ninsmore has never hated the existence of apple like this!

He found that in the end of the world, his dignified young master of Ning family was not as valuable as ten apples?

The man's dark eyes were terrible. He lowered his eyelashes, but the smile on his lips became more and more gentle.

"Susu, would you like an apple?"

With that, Ning Simo stretched out a slender porcelain white as a pianist's hand and tentatively held Su Qinghuan's circle in his arms.

In Ning Simo's memory, his girlfriend has always been a spoiled arrogant young lady, literary and hypocritical.

Until the two of them broke up, Su Qinghuan just stopped holding hands with him. The occasional hug also made the charming young lady at a loss.

……

What made Ning Simo's heart colder was that Su Qinghuan frowned and snuggled up in his arms very obediently, without any intention of resistance.

"Apples? But now we've even finished the last packet of instant noodles. Where can we have apples?"

In the end of the world, most of the plants and animals have drastic variations. It is likely that they will be stained with highly toxic and die. Therefore, don't pick apple trees when you see them on the roadside, or they will take pills sooner or later.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know that the other party's core had changed into a black heart. Naturally, she didn't understand the stem of the apple.

She also had a glimmer of fantasy and tried to attack each other by cleverness.

When Ning Simo heard Su Qinghuan's words, Feng's eyes shrank suddenly. He held Su Qinghuan's palm and unconsciously exerted himself.

The young man stared at the girl's thin and pale neck and could hardly control the impulse to let her blood splash on the spot.

——But now there are more important things than killing Su Qinghuan.

The man glanced at the space ring that had not yet shed blood to recognize the Lord. He stroked the girl's hairy head and drew a comforting smile on the corners of his lips.

"Su Su, my head still hurts. Can you go upstairs and find me some water to drink?"

There are no drugs for fever. The supermarket upstairs has long been looted.

……

Su Qinghuan glanced at the man's chapped lips, and he didn't know why.

She always felt that the development of things was beyond her control

But all these requirements sound quite reasonable.

If Ning Simo didn't have a high fever, he wouldn't let Su Qinghuan go out to search for supplies.

According to the previous plot track, the original owner has begun to make a big noise at the moment. She dislikes her waste boyfriend. Others can wake up with high fever and fever. Ning Simo is still an ordinary person. Fortunately, she wants to let a weak woman go out to find something.

But Su Qinghuan can't die like this.

The girl can only pretend to nod strongly.

"OK, I'll go out and find some water to drink. Sima, don't run around. I'll come down later."

The girl's skin is as pale as jade. Now she stands up and smiles in the sun, just like the fallen snow white in a fairy tale.

……

If Su Qinghuan is reborn, will she come back?

I'm afraid not.

Or, he would pretend to be clever and trick him, and then wait for an opportunity to kill himself.

Thinking of this possibility, Ning Simo smiled slowly. His eyes were dark and deep, and he didn't care to cut his hand open a blood path.

The blood fell drop by drop, dissolved in his ancestral ring, and soon flashed a slightly invisible white light

……

[this position will be the process of two opera elites attacking each other. I feel that Ning Simo will become a driving maniac ha ha ~ ask for tickets for the paranoid big Ning ~ ~]

[small theater]

Ning Simo: Susu, do you like apples?

Little fox: eh, apples? But I prefer grapes... (everyone says that the fox can't eat grapes and that grapes are sour. It can be seen how precious grapes are.)

Ning Simo (raises a knife surreptitiously): No, you like apples best in the world.

Before the girl could answer, Ning Simo tied up the little fox's hand, held an apple with his lips and sealed the girl's lips.

The closer a man is, the fiercer his eyes are.

"Su Su, I'll eat with you."