TEOTWDWTEFTCLB Chapter 24

☆、 Pure, Soft, and Adorable Little Zombie Bottom? Obsessive and Overbearing Ability User Top (24)

☆、 Pure, Soft, and Adorable Little Zombie Bottom, Obsessive and Overbearing Ability User Top (24)

Qiu Ze watched Shen Xuanmo’s departing figure, his heart filled with mixed feelings: “Sigh, you! Be smarter.” Don’t get tricked again.

“Awoo!” Upon hearing Qiu Ze’s words, Nan Qing’s delicate little face quickly crumpled up, and he glared at him with his round eyes, puffing out his cheeks in anger.

Nan Qing is becoming increasingly clever now. Although he doesn’t understand what he’s saying, this person looks disgusted, so he must be talking about him behind his back.

“Oh, you’re even starting to retort? Let me tell you, someone like you would be sold off and still be counting money for the other person…”

Nan Qing doesn’t care. He’s furious, but there’s nothing he can do. He can only purse his little mouth and roar at Qiu Ze in a nasty tone: “Awoo!”

Qiu Ze couldn’t help but frown slightly, wondering what exactly was going on. The little zombie was actually a two-faced zombie. He believes everything Shen Xuanmo says, but when it comes to him, everything changes.

“Forget it, I’m not going to talk to you. You’ll just howl anyway.”

“Not… talk… only…” Nan Qing blinked his pair of large, round eyes, looking at Qiu Ze in disbelief. He’s still saying bad things about him!

Nan Qing pouted, glaring at Qiu Ze as fiercely as he could, looking exactly like a little kitten under a body-immobilization spell—utterly adorable and without any intimidation.

“Haha! You’re too cute!” No wonder they’re all willing to keep you.

Sure enough, after spending a long time together, the little zombie isn’t scary at all; he’s actually very cute and beautiful.

Teasing him is even more fun, like a cat with its fur standing on end. His favorite part of each day is being with him, not having to deliberately hide his emotions, and without any backstabbing…

How wonderful! Although he doesn’t know how long these days can last.

“Awoo.” His delicate, snow-white face was already flushed with anger, and his tender cheeks were slightly puffed out, revealing an endearing aura that was both cute and playful.

At this moment, the patrol team arrived at the door. Qiu Ze took a deep breath, composed himself, opened the door, and walked out.

“Qiu Ze, what are you doing here so late?” the patrol leader asked suspiciously.

“I heard some movement outside just now and came out to check, worried that something was wrong, but there was nothing unusual,” Qiu Ze replied calmly.

The patrol leader scanned the room and, finding nothing amiss, led the team away.

Qiu Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He’s on tenterhooks every day; it’s too hard for him. He’s just an ordinary person…

In the following days, Shen Xuanmo came to see Nan Qing every night at the right time, coaxing him in various ways.

The little zombie became increasingly dependent on Shen Xuanmo, standing at the door every day like a ‘watching-for-her-husband’ stone, gazing longingly.

Sometimes, Shen Xuanmo would even hold Nan Qing for a while, and Qiu Ze could only pretend not to see it, turning a blind eye. He didn’t expect that even in the apocalypse, he would not only be treated differently but also have to watch a man and a zombie displaying affection every day, leaving him on edge.

“Awoo!”

A moment later, as if admitting defeat, he sighed, and a helpless expression appeared on his handsome face. He slowly sat down on the makeshift bed: “It’s Mo Mo, you said it, Nan Qing.”

“Awoo awoo.” Nan Qing pouted his red lips impatiently, his originally fair and tender face wrinkling up as he muttered.

Shen Xuanmo then realized that Nan Qing had somehow stopped calling him Mo Mo. Those people deserved to die for turning his Nan Qing into this.

“Mo Mo, say it again.” Shen Xuanmo used a deep, magnetic voice, patiently repeating the words over and over, like a kindergarten teacher teaching a child with a lisp to speak clearly.

Nan Qing drooped his head, his little mouth pursed up high, like a wronged kitten, weakly complaining: “Awoo awoo.” Not saying it, not saying it, just not saying it. The caretaker is so annoying.

Shen Xuanmo has handsome features, with deep and captivating traits, like nature’s most careful creation. His eyelashes are long and thick, lightly covering his closed eyes, giving him an innate sternness.

“Good job today, baby! I’ll come see you again tomorrow.” Regardless of the coldness previously there, it dissipated, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, with a faint smile, looking at Nan Qing adoringly.

After Shen Xuanmo left, a glint seemed to flash in Nan Qing’s beautiful eyes.

He blinked curiously and bewilderedly, like two twinkling stars, and stared down at his abnormally white hands: [These are my hands?] But the only sounds he could make were awoos.

His heart was full of doubts, and he tried hard to speak, but his throat could only make strange noises: [Could it be that I’m not really dead? I’ve become a zombie?] “Awoo… awoo awoo? Awoo… awoo awoo?” Nan Qing was terrified.

Soon, his exquisite face instantly wrinkled into a ball, his bright red lips pouting in grievance.

After a moment, with a bang, Nan Qing felt a splitting headache and passed out.

The next day at dusk, Shen Xuanmo came to Nan Qing’s place early with fresh food.

When Nan Qing saw him, his eyes lit up instantly, and he happily skipped over.

Shen Xuanmo put the food aside, gently picked up Nan Qing, and whispered, “Nan Qing, let’s try calling my name again today, okay?”

“Awoo?” Nan Qing tilted his head to look at him, his dark, round eyes darting back and forth.

“If not today, then how about tomorrow? If not tomorrow, then… I’ll take you away soon.” Shen Xuanmo hugged the little teenager tightly, talking to himself, his eyes slightly reddened.

Nan Qing reached out his little hand and touched Shen Xuanmo’s red eye sockets, as if sensing his sadness.

But Nan Qing can’t speak yet, Nan Qing thought in his heart, but could only make a few awoo sounds.

Shen Xuanmo hugged Nan Qing tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his own body. “It’s okay, Nan Qing, as long as you’re by my side.”

Yes, as long as Nan Qing is always by his side, then he has nothing to fear. As long as he can keep Nan Qing by his side forever, he is willing to do anything, even kill and set fires, violating his own principles.

“Awoo.” He imitated Shen Xuanmo’s actions, stiffly patting the man’s back. No way around it. Nan Qing is just a zombie.

Shen Xuanmo held Nan Qing tightly, casting a faint shadow under his eyes, making those captivating eyes even more profound and charming.

Nan Qing can slowly recover as long as he gets enough Crystal Cores or the blood of Ability Users, but although Shen Xuanmo has suspicions, he is not sure.

Through Shen Xuanmo’s meticulous persistence in feeding him, Nan Qing became more and more lively, like a human doll, playful and charming.

Shen Xuanmo was filled with emotion at Nan Qing’s response, gently stroking Nan Qing’s hair, his eyes becoming gentle and doting, while also flashing a hint of ruthlessness. Those people who want to take his Nan Qing away, they all deserve to die…