Chapter 455： Survival in the last days 85

Chapter 455 Survival in the last days 85

Hearing Wen Ling's ridicule, Cong Jin relaxed himself as much as possible.

But this kind of thing, for Cong Jin, the eldest girl got on the sedan chair for the first time.

Where did he relax.

Almost stiff, Wen Ling took off his clothes.

Then the little girl herself...

In fact, the light here is not too good, only a candle is lit far away, which is barely illuminating them.

But sometimes, the hazy mood also carries unexpected beauty.

Perhaps, it will be more fascinating if you can’t see clearly.

When the water floated down, Cong Jin felt that a familiar scene appeared before his eyes.

It was a small team they ran into not long ago with the intention of robbing them.

The squad that was beaten by them, there was a man with a wooden ability in it.

The opponent's wood power is amazing, and it can manipulate countless rattans to serve you.

Cong Jin felt that at this time, he and Wen Ling were like two canes.

intertwined and intertwined, and after touching it, she shyly retracted back quietly. After a long time, she tentatively stepped out of her tentacles, and slowly touched the soft light that made her heartbeat.

The rattan is very soft and can change countless shapes.

However, at this time, Cong Jin felt that he and Wen Ling would probably only change the shape of love.

Be careful everywhere, especially the two rattans bathing in the water, slowly separating and fusing together.

Touch and shrink again, separate and melt again.

Originally, it only quietly touched the small tentacles, and then slowly retracted.

But when I bumped into each other, it seems to have encountered a different kind of spark. The two canes have shortened the distance between each other.

The touch of flowers and leaves brings out a rustling sound, and also brings a touch of inexplicable tenderness and honey.

簌!

With a touch, Huaye retracted shyly.

簌簌.

Touched twice, the flowers and leaves gathered together again quietly.

The flower branches unfolded and the leaves tremble, as if they were suddenly moistened by rain and warmed by the sun, slowly revealing their own smile.

簌簌簌簌簌.

A few more noises, together with the sound of water, slowly dripped onto the ground, and sank into the ground bit by bit, silently.

It seems that the rattan has never been in the future, but it leaves a touch of fragrance, which is endless aftertaste.

"Cong Jin." When the flowers and leaves disappeared, Wen Ling called out like a spoiled child.

In the soft voice, there is a slight dumbness.

And this voice, before, used to be like a flower and leaf that made people's heart moving, and it made people feel uncontrollable.

Cong Jinwan never thought that taking a bath together he thought was more than just taking a bath.

Little Ginseng Jing has been staring at him for so long, how could it be possible to let him go by just taking a shower?

So, follow up together.

That's right, the conditions are really not good, but it's extremely exciting.

While imagining that if there are zombies outside, they are running or what, but on the other hand there is joy that penetrates into their bones, making them forget everything.

At this moment, the little girl clings to him, Cong Jin took a deep breath, and hugged the little girl horizontally, with a soft voice almost dripping: "I'm here."

always there.

For this kind of thing, Cong Jin actually has no experience.

All he can think of is, from now on, doubly treat the little girl better.

This will live up to the little girl and entrust everything to his heart.

This true heart, he must guard it carefully.

Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the girl’s sincerity?

"Good, sleep well when you are tired, I've been there all the time." Cong Jinsheng was afraid that Wen Ling was tired, and at this time, softly persuaded him.

(End of this chapter)