BC Chapter 58

“Since you two suspect you’re infected with the virus, why don’t we do some experiments to verify whether your guesses are right or wrong? It’s useless for you two to just guess here without any proof. Why don’t we start with what you suspect? This raw beef, see? Do you have any desire for it?” Jiang Juncheng said as she took a bag of steak out of the refrigerator, tore it open, poured it onto a plate, and presented it to Lu Ziming and Zhou Yuanyuan, gesturing for them to get close and smell it to see if they felt anything unusual.

Lu Ziming and Zhou Yuanyuan looked at each other, then together looked at Jiang Juncheng, who was standing opposite them with her arms crossed, waiting. Lu Ziming nervously swallowed first, reached out, took the plate in front of her, closed her eyes, and took a deep sniff.

Besides the unique meaty smell of raw meat, Lu Ziming didn’t smell anything else, and her body didn’t feel anything special. So, she couldn’t help but relax, opened her eyes, shook her head, and said, “Besides feeling it’s fishy, I don’t feel anything else.”

“Me too.” Hearing Lu Ziming’s words, Zhou Yuanyuan on the side tested herself in the same way, and the result was the same as Lu Ziming’s. Neither of them had any appetite for the raw beef in front of them.

“Okay, you’ve passed the first level. Then comes the second level, which is an upgrade.” Jiang Juncheng wrapped the beef in plastic wrap and put it back in the refrigerator. Then, she walked back, bent down, and leaned close to Lu Ziming on the sofa.

Lu Ziming was startled by Jiang Juncheng’s sudden approach. She subconsciously leaned back, her whole body pressed against the back of the sofa, and looked at Jiang Juncheng in front of her with a look of lingering fear, saying, “Wh-what?”

“What do you want to do?” Zhou Yuanyuan’s words almost landed at the same time as Lu Ziming’s. As she spoke, she directly reached out and blocked Lu Ziming, intending to stop Jiang Juncheng from getting closer to Lu Ziming.

“Pfft.” Unexpectedly, Jiang Juncheng covered her mouth and turned her head to laugh when she saw the two’s surprisingly consistent panicked reaction.

“Look at those zombies outside, fearless as if they’re not afraid of death. How can you two be like this, so easily scared by such a small matter?” Jiang Juncheng casually picked up a rubber band from the table, gathered her long hair, tied it up casually, and said while making fun of the two.

Hearing Jiang Juncheng’s words, the two people on the sofa belatedly felt a little ashamed of their panic just now. Especially Zhou Yuanyuan, who had reacted even more strongly than Lu Ziming just now. At this moment, she had already neatly retracted her hand, and for fear that Lu Ziming would see her flushed face, she deliberately turned her head and bit her lip, praying in her heart that Lu Ziming was obtuse enough in this regard and hadn’t noticed anything wrong.

“We said we might be infected with the virus, and you still deliberately come close. I think it’s not that we’re timid, but that you’re too brave!” Lu Ziming said to Jiang Juncheng, feeling quite unconvinced after being embarrassed.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Anyway, there are only two results: being bitten to death by you or being lucky enough to survive. Life is just an exam with only multiple-choice questions. As for whether you pass or give up halfway, it doesn’t mean much to me. Anyway, when people die, it’s like a lamp goes out, and everything becomes empty in the end. I only care if the questions I’m curious about finally have answers. So, I just wanted to test if you wanted to bite me, or if you have a desire for the flesh and blood of living people.” Jiang Juncheng tied up her hair and walked back to Lu Ziming, continuing, “My hair was too much in the way just now. Now it’s okay. Come on, see if you have any appetite for me…” As she spoke, she bent down again and brought her smooth neck close to Lu Ziming.

Lu Ziming looked at the fair skin in front of her, so close at hand, and suddenly thought of the scene where she almost bit Zhou Yuanyuan’s neck. She couldn’t help but feel nervous, her palms were cold, and her eyes involuntarily wanted to avoid looking, but when her gaze moved away, it accidentally fell on the sleeping gown Jiang Juncheng was wearing. The arc-shaped neckline facing her revealed two defenseless mounds of tender, white, soft, rounded, and full flesh, like a spring scene deliberately tempting her to commit a crime, making her even more guilty.

How could she have thoughts about a woman? It must be a virus infection problem!! Yes, it must be. Lu Ziming gritted her teeth and self-hypnotized, and hurriedly closed her eyes before other incredible thoughts popped up. Then, as if going to her death heroically, she moved closer to Jiang Juncheng and took a few deep breaths.

Fragrant, a soft and refreshing fragrance lingered in Lu Ziming’s nose, making her feel as if her soul was lightened.

But fortunately, it wasn’t the kind of fragrance that would arouse Lu Ziming’s appetite. Lu Ziming finally opened her eyes in a daze and asked, “What brand of shower gel do you use?”

“Huh?” Jiang Juncheng certainly didn’t expect that the first thing Lu Ziming said after opening her mouth was to ask this. But she still turned her head and answered, “It’s not domestic.”

However, it wasn’t until their eyes met that they realized that the distance between them was so close that they could hear each other’s breathing.

“It’s my turn!” Almost without giving the two a chance to continue their close-range eye contact, Zhou Yuanyuan grabbed Jiang Juncheng, which also immediately brought Lu Ziming, who was somewhat distracted, back to her senses.