Xiu'er lowered her head and saw that the zombie's hands were open like iron claws, tightly grasping the vines that tied the firewood. The sharp gray nails penetrated deeply into the cracks of the firewood and hooked the branches, holding on tightly.
"Xiu'er, let's go." The little Zongzi was worried that the firewood in his hand would hit Xiu'er, so he sidestepped her and went back to the temple to pile the firewood.
The sun set quickly, leaving only half of the light in the sky. Dusk shrouded the sky from another day. The work of several trips was completed by Xiao Zongzi in one trip. Xiu'er was afraid of tiring him, so she hurriedly handed over the wild fruit in her hand to reward him.
he
"Xiu'er" saw that she was treating him well, and the little Zongzi was so happy that he showed his white teeth, which were like hooks. He bit into it, leaving two holes in the wild fruit, and the sweet juice splashed out.
Zombies have no sense of taste and cannot taste the taste of wild fruits. What's more, zombies make a living by sucking blood or spiritual energy. They don't need to eat food at all, but Xiao Zongzi eats it. Even if he can't taste anything, as long as it is rewarded by Xiu'er
His must be delicious and sweet
Sweet...what is sweet?
Xiao Zongzi is not sure. I think the smell should be the same as the feeling of seeing Xiu'er, happy and happy.
Seeing that he had finished eating, Xiu'er handed another little rice dumpling over to her without reaching out to take it, she just opened her mouth and said, "Ah..." Hey!
"Ah..." Xiu'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and directly stuffed the cleaned fruit into his mouth.
He ate the rice dumplings happily, and then asked Xiu'er for another one, "Ah..."
Xiu'er hurriedly wiped one of them off. It was important to serve the zombies, but her ancestor didn't open his mouth at the critical moment. He shook his head desperately. Xiu'er, who was misunderstood, had to take his hand back, but he immediately opened his mouth again, "Ah..."
The confused Xiu'er was confused for a moment, then opened her mouth, "Ah..." Cry, what on earth did he mean?
Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, Zongzi's hand flashed quickly, and the fruit was already stuffed into Xiu'er's mouth. His movements were fast and forceful, and he just barely managed to choke Xiu'er.
This guy, it turned out he wanted to feed her fruit haha, he really followed his example
The zombies are happy, and Xiu'er is happy too
After the falling out incident, Xiu'er realized a truth. Wanting to get rid of the zombie and live a peaceful life was just a daydream. Since she couldn't get rid of him, instead of worrying about when two more blood holes would appear on her neck all day long, she might as well serve him.
alright
She had reason to believe that even though he had a bad temper, he was still a reasonable zombie and would not care about human life. She served him well and established a family relationship. If he ran away one day, he would still miss his old feelings and stay.
Have a little kindness
Ever since, they met one by one with their corpses on the ground, and played the game of feeding the little teeth, one for the elder sister and one for the younger brother. Who knew that they accidentally overplayed it, and by the time they finished eating the wild fruits, it was already dark.
Got it
It takes a long time to get back to the village from Lanruo Temple. It's already very late for Xiu'er to rush back in the dark. In addition, there are many ferocious wild animals in the barren mountains and wild mountains, so the possibility of being eaten is very high.
Xiu'er was a little upset. She should have rushed back earlier. Her family must have been worried about her again.
"Xiu'er, send it off." Seeing Xiu'er carrying a load of firewood and eager to leave, Xiao Zongzi hurriedly grabbed her clothes corner.
"Good boy, you can play by yourself. Sister has to go home." Xiu'er started to walk away, but he didn't know he was holding on tightly.
"Xiu'er, give it away"
Xiu'er couldn't quite understand what he said, and was just about to chew on the words when her shoulders suddenly felt light. Xiao Zong had already unloaded the firewood she was carrying, and directly held a bundle in her left and right hands, and then stood in front of her, with her body slightly bowed.
"Xiu'er, back"
"..." He wants to carry her home?
God, he was even taller than her, not to mention carrying two big bundles of firewood in his hands, yet he actually wanted to carry her home?
You can brag, but it won’t be good if you blow it. When did the little Zongzi learn the bad habit of bragging?