Chapter 43

Reaching out and touching Mo Wen's cold side face, Yu Lan always felt a little inexplicable heartache, as if she had fondled this face a long time ago.

[why... Don't you always approach me?]

A voice of her own suddenly sounded in the depths of her consciousness, with a suffocating loneliness.

Yu Lan wrinkled his face and felt that the heart without heartbeat seemed to be blocked.

She seemed to vaguely remember the bright red figure she saw in a deep lane.

"Blue?" noticed that Yu Lan covered his chest and wrinkled his nose to cry. Mo Wen quickly stopped and raised her face. All the calmness around her was no longer broken.

He somewhat flustered wiped Yu Lan's side face with his thumb and asked anxiously, "what's wrong with you?"

Yu Lan couldn't make a sound and describe her feelings. She just grabbed Mo Wen's collar tightly and buried her head in his neck.

The warm and familiar breath surrounded her, so that she couldn't help opening her eyes and staring at the ink, and couldn't help wetting her eyes.

Uncomfortable... Really uncomfortable.

The heat of the spine was transferred to the inside of the body and burned into a mass, but her skin could not emit heat, which made all the temperatures gather in the body and burn all her consciousness.

Mo Wen hugged her and hurriedly followed her back. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

He wanted to kick himself to death. His eyelids trembled slightly, his arms hugged the trembling Yu Lan tightly, and kissed her ear gently, trying to convey his concern in this way.

The warm lips made Yu Lan recover a little consciousness. She gasped heavily and soon stopped shaking. She shrank into a ball and continued to hide in Mo Wen's arms. She drooped her eyelids and had no spirit at all.

Painfully stroking Yu Lan's gray skin, Mo Wen didn't know what happened to Yu Lan. This feeling that he couldn't help Yu Lan at all made him feel powerless. He could only continue to kiss Yu Lan, pat her on the back against her forehead and coax her.

"I'm here... I'm here, blue."

Seeing that Yu Lan is still in a bad mood, Mo Wen can't even maintain his usual smile at this time. He looked gloomy and quickly continued to run downstairs.

He's going to cut that damn spade K, and then leave this damn place with blue and go home!

"Blue blue, we'll get out of here as soon as possible."

"We go home, we'll go home right away, so..."

"Don't have an accident, will you?"

Drunk without night and Xiuqi stood in the dark corridor, waiting quietly.

Soon the two of them realized the dangerous but familiar smell as they wished, and then looked at each other and smiled.

"Boss... Do you miss me after half a year!"

As soon as Mu Xiu reached the negative fourth floor, he rushed over drunk without night. Mo Wen avoided impatiently and gave him a kick behind his back.

Drunk night was kicked in all directions. He held his chest in a broken heart and howled without tears.

"Boss, you're so cruel... I've worked hard to find you for more than half a year. If you don't reward me, you'll kick me... I can't live this day, sobbing..."

Mo Wen and Xiu Qi ignored the drunken night of death, and they ran downstairs quickly together.

When the poor drunk night saw that no one paid attention to him, he quickly got up and chased after him, and then put his arms around Xiuqi's shoulders and flattered ink with a smile.

However, Xiuqi now saw all the ink. He bowed his head respectfully. His always gloomy face seemed a little bright, "boss, haven't seen you for a long time."

"HMM." Mo Wen just nodded lightly.

Then they had nothing to say.

Drunk all night, he looked at Xiuqi's chagrin that he couldn't say what he wanted to say. Don't open his eyes if he hates iron and doesn't become steel.

To tell the truth, Xiuqi is really a loyal dog of Mo Wen. He has never done anything against the meaning of Mo Wen since he came to Yu Meng.

He only knew that Xiuqi seemed to follow Mo Wen before the end of the world. No one knew what had happened between them.

However, Xiuqi is only 18 years old now. How did a child younger than 16 begin to follow Mo Wen before the end of the world? You know, Mo Wen is not an ordinary person.

Thinking of here, drunk all night, I couldn't help glancing at the scar on the back of my left hand and secretly left my mouth.

Others don't know, but he knows. Xiuqi's whole body is scalded and whipped, and even his toes are three less. It seems that he was frozen in the ice and snow.

Sometimes he would secretly guess that it was mo Wen that abused Xiuqi, but Xiuqi's attitude towards Mo Wen was completely different.

Xiuqi seldom kills people. Maybe he doesn't like killing people. But he will reach out to the child. According to his words, even if he grows up, he may not live. It's better to die early.

But if Mo Wen asked him to engage in a massacre, he would definitely be able to do it without blinking, otherwise he would not be known as the emperor.

Favor one over the other, favor one over the other. Drunk all night, he glared at Xiuqi, complaining that he was also his partner, but his status was not comparable to that of ink.

Fortunately, being drunk all night was just a secret stomach Fei in his heart, and he didn't dare to challenge the authority of ink on his face, otherwise Xiuqi would never spare him.

"But..."

"Boss, this is the favorite zombie you are now... Eh?" Zui Wuyi pointed to the zombie huddled in Mu Xiu's arms and asked carefully, full of curiosity.

"She is Yu Lan." Mo classical Chinese briefly and comprehensively introduced Yu Lan, and then leaned over to hide Yu Lan in his arms so that he wouldn't be drunk at night.

"..." what are you hiding? He didn't see clearly in the dark, okay! Drunk without night, my heart roars.

"Is she Yu Lan you are thinking about?!" Xiuqi was surprised, and then a flash came from the bottom of his eyes. He said, how can the boss make such absurd things as falling in love with the zombie for no reason? If the zombie is Yu Lan, everything will explain.

After all, the boss always sees Yu Lan's feelings.

After seeing Yu Lan's fragile appearance, Xiuqi frowned.

"Is she Yu Lan?" drunk night was surprised.

In the past, when they were in the south, several people close to Mo Wen knew that Mo Wen had always had an obsession, that is, Yu Lan in the north.

Looking at his boss, looking at the gentle magic of the zombie in his arms, drunk all night, he just wants to poke his eyes.

He must have met a fake boss.

Now Mo Wen is still worried about Yu Lan. He has no energy to pay attention to his surprised look.

The stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor were very long. They walked for a long time before they finally saw a flash of metal gate.

Xiuqi came forward and first pushed open the gate to prevent danger.