Chapter 781： Hello, Zombie Boy (15)

"Drink like this."

Feng Qian held the milk, lowered her head to hold the straw, and took a sip like a textbook.

"understand?"

Feng Qian handed the milk to JAC.

"Just like I did just now, don't bite."

The zombie boy seemed to be thoughtful, looking down at the milk that was stuffed by the girl in his hand.

The boy's gray-white pupils did not blink as he quietly looked at the straw that had just been bitten by the girl.

Jiang Huai lowered his head slowly, and when his lips were about to touch the straw, the boy paused, then slowly stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Feng Qian: "...!"

Even if the small fragments, who are zombies, don't understand anything, the other party's actions can't help but make Feng Qian's face redden.

Jianghuai seemed to be interested in this straw and bit it lightly.

As if recalling what the girl had just done, Jiang Huai tried to take a breath.

The milk slides into the mouth, cool.

But in the eyes of zombies, there is no difference between milk and water.

Jiang Huai took a few more gulps of milk and lost interest in the milk in his hand.

The boy's hand holding the milk hangs down weakly. Although there is no expression on his face, when his long eyelashes hang down, along with the faint dark circles under his eye sockets, he looks aggrieved and depressed.

His fingertips loosened, and the milk carton fell to the ground with a squeak.

Feng Qian glanced at the milk carton on the ground.

In the apocalypse where materials are precious, it is really a pity that a carton of milk is wasted like this.

However, Feng Qian silently glanced at the snacks piled up in her space.

Well, enough small pieces to waste.

The more troublesome thing now is to let the small fragments join the team.

The original owner's father, Dr. Feng, asked the SWAT team to **** her to the East District. If she now rashly informs the team to add another person... Oh no, zombies, maybe the team will not agree.

However, no matter what, the shards cannot be dropped and must be brought. If they do not agree with the shards to join the team, she can choose to leave the team.

Feng Qian thought about it for a while, it would also make it difficult for them to escape like this at will, so let's try to bring the pieces together first.

Well, first of all, people can't find the identity of the fragmented zombies.

Feng Qian looked at the clothes piled up in her space.

At the beginning, she also got a few models in, but now it comes in handy.

After a minute.

The teenager in front of him was wearing a black peaked cap, a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a black mask on his face.

So fully armed, he couldn't tell that the young man in front of him was actually a zombie.

Jiang Huai didn't seem to like things that covered him tightly. He raised his slender palm, pinched the corner of the mask with his fingertips, and frowned.

Feng Qian held his hand.

"A Huai be good, don't take it off."

The zombie boy hummed aggrievedly, and slowly spit out a syllable: "No..."

Feng Qian took out the words that he always coaxed children: "Be good, you can only eat candy when you are obedient."

Jiang Huai blinked, as if thinking about what the girl said about sugar.

After a long while, he whispered: "Sugar..."

Feng Qian nodded, there was a kind of gratification that my family had just grown up, "Yes, if you are obedient, you will have candy."

Feng Qian didn't know if Jiang Huai understood what she said, but after he said it, Jiang Huai stopped moving, his fingertips hung down, and he stopped pulling the mask on his face.

Feng Qian looked back at the room where they were temporarily resting.

Going back now might wake them up, so Feng Qian decided to take the debris and find another clean room.