Chapter 129

In the noise outside, Yu Lan, who was awakened, opened his eyes and looked out of the window.

She stared at the fire reflected on the edge of the window, and some fuzzy fragments suddenly appeared in the depths of her memory, like a mirage.

It was the reflection of the family, which looked very warm under the warm fire.

But somehow in her consciousness, she was very disgusted with these memories. She shook her head and wanted to get out of Mo Wen's arms, but she was still pressed on her back.

"Arvin ~" she said coquettishly.

Mo Wen, who had already woke up, sighed, scraped her nose, kissed her very spoiled and said, "do you want to go out?"

"Ouch!" his eyes suddenly lit up. Yu Lan opened his mouth and bit Mo Wen's collar, flirting to go out.

"Blue, you can go out." rubbing Yu's blue hair, Mo Wen sat up and raised her face. Her hoarse voice was full of bewitching, "but you have to find a way to make me promise that I will take you out."

Hearing this, Yu Lan subconsciously puffed up his cheeks, just like a hamster with a mouth full of food.

She hugged Mo Wen's neck and kissed him on the face. Seeing that Mo Wen was not satisfied, she continued to kiss.

Unfortunately, Mo Wen's concentration is getting better and better. Although his heart is as happy as being bubbling in coke, he still tries his best to maintain his composure.

Yu Lan, who didn't know this, was somewhat frustrated. She narrowed her eyes. A vertical pupil quickly formed in the middle of a pair of milky white eyes, and then in this dark environment, the pupil slowly became round, like a cat, and the fundus of her eyes was filled with lovely color.

She leaned close to Mo Wen, held his waist tightly with both hands, raised her head and tooted her mouth with a "meow".

Although Yu Lan's skin is still stiff and extremely gray, her facial features are no different from human beings, and even look very beautiful.

Those two big eyes will not be mentioned first. Although her nose is not high, it is very small and lovely. Her mouth often toots and flattens. Anyway, it looks like she is flirting and cute.

This picture is basically no different from that of Yu Lan before the end of the world. It is as beautiful and can make ink lose its reason.

Ordinary Yu Lan can make Mo Wen's heart soft into a pool of water, but coquettish and cute to please him, Yu Lan can make Mo Wen crazy.

He leaned down and crushed Yu Lan on the bed, his hands inserted between her hair, and his wet kiss fell down along her side face, with a fascination that could not be expressed in words.

"Blue." his voice was full of danger, which made Yu Lan's eyes shrink into two vertical pupils.

"Ah Wen..." she whispered. Her cautious voice also contained the smell of attachment.

"Lan Lan, if you dare to do this again next time, I won't let you go so easily, you know?" Mo Wen's voice is gentle. He said to Yu Lan in his unique deceptive tone. A pair of dark eyes have filled Yu Lan's everything, including every hair of her.

But it was this tone that made Yu Lan keenly aware of the danger. She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Wen's eyes. She just felt that she wanted to be deeply involved in it.

"Oh..."

You didn't let me do it

After returning to her mind, she couldn't help but curl her wronged mouth, put out her hand and tamped the Mo Wen's waist before nodding.

"Be obedient." Mo Wen smiled.

Yu Lan hummed softly.

After finding out the cloak for Yu Lan, Mo Wen jumped out of the window with her and landed firmly on the ground.

She grabbed Mo Wen's hair in retaliation. She opened her bow with her left and right hands, holding a pinch of Mo Wen's hair. It seems that it can't satisfy her to make Mo Wen bald. She wants to pull the hair on both sides of Mo Wen bald.

Unfortunately, Mo Wen's hair is very strong. She pulls it so hard every day and doesn't see a few falling down. It continues to grow healthily.

Because of his cloak, Mo Wen walked among the crowd with Yu Lan in his arms, and no one found it wrong.

Generally speaking, things are still traded in the evening of handover city. Because of winter, more people trade cotton clothes, and the price of cotton clothes even exceeds that of grain.

At this time, there is basically no food supply in the outside world, so all major forces have established farms within their own forces to grow crops to ensure food supply.

At the end of the world, two-thirds of human beings have become zombies, but not even one-fifth of the mutated animals. In this way, as long as there is a suitable environment, human beings can breed animals to ensure the source of meat food.

Therefore, although there is not much food, the situation is basically not too bad, but cotton clothes, guns and ammunition are different. Who will deliberately plant cotton in the end of the world, and who has the ability to manufacture precision instruments such as guns.

As a result, the value of supplies such as guns and cotton padded clothes has risen sharply, almost to the extent that ordinary people dare not think.

It is precisely for this reason that a large number of people freeze to death every winter, and ordinary people without powers account for the vast majority of this large number of people freeze to death.

Yu Lan was not interested in these things. She just stared at the people curiously, mainly paying attention to their facial expressions.

Everyone's face is red. Some of them are talking and laughing, some are suffering from a very gloomy face, some flirt with the young lady on the street, and some cry bitterly on the cold ground.

But the only thing that's right is that everyone has a tired color on their faces, a hopeless and aimless tired color.

The street is not spacious. The crowd and some shelves make the whole road extremely crowded. Several children huddled pitifully to keep warm. They didn't dare to go home, because the family was not as popular as outside, and it would only be colder if they stayed at home.

Yu Lan doesn't understand why these people have such an expression on their faces. She tilts her head to think, but she can't think of anything.

"Well, that gentleman, do you want to buy a hairpin for your girlfriend?" just at this time, an old voice sounded and successfully stopped Mo Wen.

Mo Wen looked for the sound source and found that it was an old man who looked 70 or 80 years old. He called him again. There were two or three cotton clothes in front of the old man's table, which looked very new.

Next to the cotton padded clothes are the hairpins worn by several girls. The hairpins are well preserved. Only a few hairpins with Rhinestones have become bare and ugly. Other hairpins look very new.