Chapter 466： Doomsday Terminator 16 ┃ Cunning Dr. Zhuang

Surrounded by a small night light, Zhuang Li and Bei Ming sat silently, their hands firmly interlocking.

This is the first time such an intimate encounter has occurred since they met.

"Can we go back to sleep now?" Seeing that the night was getting darker and darker and everyone was sleepy, Zhuang Li whispered softly to Bei Ming's ear.

The hot air he exhaled blew into Bei Ming's ears, causing Bei Ming's heart to itch for a while.

"Well, go to sleep." Bei Ming's voice sounded very hoarse.

Zhuang Li smiled softly, and there was a glimmer of pleasure in his eyes.

Hearing the sound of laughter like this gurgling stream, Bei Ming's ears became hotter and hotter.

Terrible! Dr. Zhuang really is a dangerous element!

The two returned to the bank's VIP reception room and lay side by side on the spread out sofa.

Bei Ming stretched his arms and legs honestly, not daring to move at all, but his heart kept beating poundingly.

Zhuang Li turned to face him and asked, "Before, I did set up a plan to kill that woman. Are you mad at me for this?"

"I'm not angry." Bei Ming denied immediately.

This is the truth. Looking back and thinking about it, he realized that he was not angry with Dr. Zhuang from the beginning to the end, he was just confused about the value of his existence, and was suffering from being used. In that kind of entanglement, he never had the idea of ​​killing Dr. Zhuang.

Not a minute or a second.

"I'm not angry." So Bei Ming also turned around and reiterated seriously.

Zhuang Li took his hand and said with relief, "I thought you were angry."

Then, he sighed silently in his heart: "The way you ignore me and ignore it really makes me sad."

Bei Ming's heart also tugged, and he squeezed Dr. Zhuang's hand, and emphasized again, "I'm really not angry."

His breathing gradually became short, and it sounded especially obvious in this dark night. Xiaocai's tragic death had been completely forgotten by him, and he would feel suffocated when he heard the sigh in Dr. Zhuang's heart.

Zhuang Li knew that he was in a hurry, so he buried his face in the crook of his arms and secretly opened the corner of his mouth.

After closing his head, he sighed contentedly: What a deceit...

After unlocking the closed brain, Zhuang Li found his smart communicator from under the pillow, called up a video, and showed it to Bei Ming.

"You probably don't know, we have already started research on power users, including healing power users. This video was taken by the soldiers of your special forces at the risk of death. The scene where the healing system power user kills."

In the video, a healing power user holds a woman's wrist, and with this little skin contact, **** the other party into a mummified corpse.

The corpse was thrown aside by him, and after it fell, it shattered into powder, and was scattered by the wind.

This completely shattered Bei Ming's cognition of Healing power users.

Zhuang Li said slowly: "Have you seen it? Healing powers can also kill people. They can donate their vitality to others, of course, and they can also take other people's vitality for themselves. It all depends on their mood. That's all. You left that woman behind as a ticking time bomb. The way she killed people was unpredictable. The situation was urgent and I didn't have time to show this video to all of you. I can only choose to set up a game and kill that woman."

Zhuang Li paused for a moment and asked, "Now? Do you forgive me now?"

Bei Ming put down the communicator and said in a panic, "No, you should forgive me. Right, no, I should doubt you."

Zhuang Li chuckled softly: "No? Misunderstand me again?"

"Excuse me." Bei Ming was so ashamed that he said nothing, so he could only keep apologizing.

"Will you believe me in the future?" Zhuang Li asked persistently.

"Of course, I will trust you unconditionally." Bei Ming responded cautiously.

"Then go to sleep." Zhuang Li took back the communicator, patted the pillow, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Bei Ming couldn't sleep at all. Just because of one line of small print, he preconceived that Dr. Zhuang was classified as an enemy. How could he be so arbitrary? Deep regret entangled in his heart, making him toss and turn.

At this moment, he heard the milky voice of 7480: "Master, it's raining in your brain, and flowers are blooming in the sand outside, it's so beautiful! Since the death of the gods, your brain It's been barren for too long. I live in the desert every day. It's really uncomfortable. Will it be sunny after the rain? If it's sunny, you will feel at ease, right?"

Zhuang Li didn't fall asleep, he just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He smiled softly, his voice long and content: "Lying by his side, I feel at ease. You can sleep at ease too."

7480 giggled twice, then lay down and muttered, "I like to sleep listening to the sound of rain, good night, master."

"Good night." Zhuang Li responded lazily.

He curled up beside Bei Ming like a baby, the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, and sighed silently in his heart: "Now, I'm going home."

The place where there is Bei Ming is his home, so even if this is just a run-down city, an abandoned bank, and an apocalypse where life is ruined, he can still have peace and warmth.

And this peace and warmth is being passed on to Bei Ming through heart-to-heart blending.

Listening to Dr. Zhuang's content and soothing words, and looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Bei Ming's eyes became moist. He hesitantly stretched out his hand, wanting to hug this man into his arms, but was hugged by the other party one step ahead.

Zhuang Li slid into Bei Ming's arms, hugged his thin waist, and buried his face into his broad chest.

"I love you, you know?" He closed his eyes and pretended to have fallen asleep, but he asked softly with longing in his heart.

Bei Ming became extremely stiff in an instant. This sudden love language completely disturbed his heart, causing him to fall into an unprecedented panic, and at the same time, he also faintly felt a burst of uncontrollable happiness.

How could he have thought that Dr. Zhuang was saving himself for use? With that kind of ability, who can he save? Yes, why does he have to save a fool?

Bei Ming raised his hand and slapped his forehead hard, feeling remorse in his heart, but the corner of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

When he pulled away from this feeling of surprise and guilt, Dr. Zhuang was already asleep. He stopped talking in his heart, but he continued to transmit emotional waves of tranquility, peace and warmth.

This feeling made Bei Ming clearly realize that Dr. Zhuang was at ease and happy when he was by his side.

His love is beyond doubt.

Bei Ming discarded all distracting thoughts, wrapped his arms around the person tightly, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the top of the other's hair.

He couldn't help but remember the words of that naughty little system - it's nice to meet the gods. If the **** is really him, then he also wants to say something: I am the luckiest one to meet Dr. Zhuang.

This night, Bei Ming slept very peacefully.

He didn't know that when he fell asleep, Dr. Zhuang opened his eyes and looked at him quietly for a long time, with a gentle but somewhat cunning light flashing in his eyes.

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When he woke up the next day, Zhuang Li found that Bei Ming was no longer around. He put on his coat and walked out of the VIP room, only to see Bei Ming standing with a group of soldiers, smoking a cigarette and chatting about pornographic jokes, occasionally raising his face and laughing loudly. He raised his leg and kicked a big soldier's ass.

Seeing his ruffian look, 7480 was stunned: "Fuck, is the **** of this world a soldier? I thought he was cool! He didn't even talk to you yesterday? How can I talk to you? I didn't expect this This guy has two faces."

Bei Ming, who was smiling happily, suddenly froze.

Zhuang Li couldn't stop laughing. Of course he? He knew what happened to Bei Ming yesterday. But 7480, this little mentally retarded acting is too bad, he can't tell it.

Bei Ming quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, stomped on it with his foot, then ran to Dr. Zhuang's side, and said in a gentle tone, "Are you awake? I prepared breakfast for you, wait for you to finish our meal. on the way."

"Okay. Thank you." Zhuang Li took the bread he handed over, took a small bite, and whispered in his heart, "It's a bit dry."

7480 finds it strange. The owner has liked to talk to it since yesterday. Just drink water when you're a little dry, aren't you? It's a child.

It was about to speak, and Bei Ming had already quickly ran to the car, found a box of milk from a large pile of supplies, asked a fire-type power user to help heat it up, and inserted a straw. , graciously and ready to deliver?

"Drink milk." He looked at Dr. Zhuang expectantly.

Zhuang Li took the milk and took a sip, then nodded with a smile and said thank you, but sighed contentedly in his heart, "It's really considerate."

The corners of Bei Ming's mouth rose wildly, and his eyes also became shiny. Today, he is obviously much more cheerful than yesterday, as if he had come out of the haze all at once.

Zhuang Li glanced at him with a smile, and the color of his pupils shimmered.

"It's so cute." He smiled softly in his heart.

Bei Ming hurriedly turned around and ran outside to check the armored vehicle. His red ears were illuminated by the sun.

Zhuang Li shook his head and let out a pleasant chuckle again.

7480 was surprised: "Master, you talk too much."

"I'm not as talkative as you. Take a good look at your villain's book. Don't worry about the adults." Zhuang Li drank the milk in a few gulps and walked out.

"Oh." 7480 didn't want to care, turned around and ran into his own nest.

The dialogue between one person and one pet is very much like the confrontation between a father and a son. Bei Ming, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help but smile.

A pedestrian continued to head towards the airport, and as soon as they got into the car, Zhuang Li murmured in his heart, "The seat is so hard."

7480: "..." So hard you tell me? Why, I don't care? Wow!

Bei Ming immediately took out his changed jacket from his backpack, folded it into a square, and placed it on the seat.

Zhuang Li smiled and said, "Thank you."

Halfway through the car, Zhuang Li groaned, "I seem to have motion sickness."

7480: "..." How can this be done? I can't do it either!

Bei Ming immediately brushed off the curly hair on Dr. Zhuang's forehead, looked at his pale face, and asked worriedly, "Are you suffering from motion sickness? Would you like to sleep on my shoulder for a while?"

"Okay, thank you." Zhuang Li leaned on Bei Ming's broad shoulders and closed his eyes, sighing in his heart, "If only he could hug me, it would be more comfortable to sleep."

7480: "..." You want to hug, but you say?

Bei Ming hurriedly stretched his arms and hugged Dr. Zhuang's thin body into his arms, and explained in a low voice, "The road is a little bumpy, I'll hold you to sleep so you don't fall."

Zhuang Li buried his face in the crevice of his neck and said in a low voice, "Thank you," but the corners of his mouth evoked a sly arc.

7480 was stunned, "Damn, what's wrong with the gods? Got enlightened? Why are you so considerate today?"

Zhuang Li smiled without saying a word.

Bei Ming blushed with embarrassment. Thinking of his bad behavior yesterday, he wanted to beat his head again.