Chapter 152：

The Lost World Lover Volume Two Base Survival Chapter 136 Innocent Tang Xiaomiao

Sleeping in the middle of the night, Tang Miao felt very hot, and the whole body seemed to be surrounded by heat sources. It was a certain part of the body, too hot, with a sharp rise, and a feeling of itchiness. He wanted to wake up and see what was going on, but he couldn't wake up anyway, twisting anxiously. Suddenly, he felt a slightly cool thing in front of himself, and stunned in surprise, hugged it tightly, and clamped it with two legs, contentedly choked again and again. I don't know how long, the heat finally released, Tang Miao's body immediately relaxed a lot, moaned contentedly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Yesterday's heavy exercise all day, I was exhausted. Tang Miao slept very deeply and was very comfortable. I didn't want to move. His shoulder was pinched, and Tang Sihuang's voice sounded in his ear: "Xiao Miao, isn't it breakfast?"

Tang Miao was confused for a while, and responded dullly, and was shaken again by holding his shoulders before waking up completely.

"After going back to sleep well." Tang Sihuang looked at him with one arm on his upper body and said softly.

"Daddy, early." Tang Miao opened her eyes and found that one of her legs was pressed against Tang Sihuang's thigh. She remembered last night's dream without warning, and felt the wetness on her underwear, her face quickly heating up, Embarrassed. Last night he had a dream, and he was a dream when he was in bed with Tang Sihuang! So, the "thing" he held in his arms last night would not be his daddy? Yes, probably not ...

Tang Miao guilty of retracting his legs, but saw that Tang Sihuang sat up naturally, and did not deliberately pull out his legs, but stretched a lazy waist lazily before getting out of bed.

His reaction, obviously, did not realize his thoughts on him at all. Tang Miao's heart that was still tumbling was immediately cooled, and I couldn't tell whether I was more at ease or more disappointed. I pulled my head, silently, took out a clean **** from the space, groped in the bed, and changed A glimpse of Tang Sihuang's suspicion.

Tang Miao is not sure if he is more attentive, always feels that this glance is meaningful. He coughed, and when he looked away, he could feel the hot eyes falling on his body, quickly changed his clothes, and ran out to wash first.

There were zombies knocking on the door outside the door, and a few people in the room became immunized after listening for a while and used it as a morning accompaniment. For breakfast Tang Miao plans to cook peanut porridge and prepare a boiled egg for everyone by the way. Tang Sihuang didn't seem to be keen on boiled eggs, and Tang Miao fried two more eggs for him. As for the dishes with porridge, Tang Miao cut a piece of bacon. Ginger and garlic are chopped, and bacon is also chopped into pieces. After being simmered in the pot, it becomes the most delicious meal.

Zhang Zhang helped Tang Miao add firewood, and even others moved the goods collected yesterday to the car. Each car is packed with a few bags of grain, and the car contains other loose items, a few bags of charcoal, flour, potatoes, half a pot of peanut oil, lard, a few pieces of bacon and so on. In addition, there are complete sets of plates, bowls, a pile of dry wood and a hundred briquettes in the corner of the yard. There are too many dry wood to fit three cars.

Zhao Da didn't close his eyes for almost one night, lying on the ground motionlessly, watching them in and out in a loss. The others seemed to ignore his existence.

"Sir, the roof can still be installed." Tang Yi was reluctant to give up the excess. They heard loading zombies running over and they were loading very fast. Fortunately, the village had a small population, so there were relatively few zombies. Otherwise, they would not be so smooth.

司 Tang Sihuang said: "There will be some bamboo on the roof."

He didn't explain, although others felt strange and didn't ask, they should always know when they knew.

"Come again after that?" Tang Chundao. Now is the time when supplies are scarce, and he is reluctant to leave these behind.

Tang Sihuang said profoundly and righteously: "No need. Maybe there are other survivors who will come over. I'll leave the rest for later."

Tang Miao looked suspiciously at his father's place. His dad is definitely not so enthusiastic.

Sure enough, after having breakfast, Tang Sihuang gave him a chance to let him collect the remaining materials into the space. The piles of two-meter-high dry wood piled up behind the house were also put away. It must be used when the weather changes, there is a place in the space anyway, these things can be put away with only good and no harm. Tang Miao accepted it politely.

After several people checked again that nothing was missing, Tang Sihuang made a gesture to Tang Yi. Tang Yi stepped forward and tied Zhao Dasong.

Zhao Da stood silently without speaking.

Tang Sihuang murmured: "Look up."

Zhao Da aroused his spirits, looked up at Tang Sihuang, crashed into a pair of frosty eyes, and wanted to look away but found that he could not move.

司 Tang Sihuang smiled lightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Zhao, remember, I didn't let you go, but your son."

Zhao Zhao shuddered and nodded.