Chapter 165

Blizzard continued for three days. Yu Lan didn't mean to go out at all these three days. She was tired of being with Mo Wen every day. Even if Mo Wen wanted to go out and ask Xu Qi to have dinner, she couldn't come down with her arms around Mo Wen's neck.

These days are like the days they spent together in the land of death. They are extremely dull, but people are willing to enjoy it.

He lowered his head and touched his thigh, which was about to recover. Yu Lan couldn't help looking at the ink sitting on her side.

If it hadn't been for the thing... She must still be dragging her legless body and wandering in some mud.

He got up and lay down on Mo Wen's back. Yu Lan kissed his ear intimately.

Don't worry, I won't die until I wait for him

I vaguely remember who said such a sentence to. Now she has become a zombie, but she still waited for him.

"Arvin, thank you."

She bent her eyes. There were bright stars in the eyes of the Dead Zombie.

Back, he held Yu Lan's hand. Mo Wen pulled her into his arms and smiled. Her voice was very charming.

"Thank you for what?" Mo Wen's voice was also low and pleasant. "The only thing in the world that doesn't need to thank me is blue you. You are everything to me."

Yu Lan bent her eyes, just hugged Mo Wen's neck and didn't make a sound again.

"Anyway, the snow stopped today." looking out of the window, Mo Wen walked to the window with Yu Lan in his arms and whispered.

In his heart, the fierce beast who woke up on the day of Yu Lan's "escape" slept in his consciousness again. He hugged Yu Lan in his arms and felt that his heart was full of nothing else.

Drooping eyes depend on the blue forehead, and the face of ink is also soft.

Lanlan, I should be the one to thank. Life without you is like a walking corpse. Your existence saved me.

"Boss."

The knock on the door suddenly interrupted Mo Wen's thoughts. He hung his eyelids and said faintly, "come in."

As soon as he entered the door, he was stared at by Mo Wen inexplicably. His face was innocent. He didn't understand how he provoked Mo Wen.

Looking at a person and a corpse who were holding together to see the snow scene in the room, Xu Qi suddenly understood why he had been stared at just now, and immediately felt wronged.

Heaven testifies that he really doesn't want to disturb the solitude of the boss and Yu Lan, but every time Mo Wen comes in, he is tired of being with Yu Lan. It's not his fault, is it?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. Xu Qi sighed. He only felt bitter in his heart and spread it on such a boss.

After this series of mental activities in Xu period passed, I found that the two sharp fierce lights of ink had long been shot. It looked like thinking about whether to peel him or crush him into pieces.

"Cough... Boss, the drunk emperor woke up." he hurried to talk about business, so as not to die before he spoke.

"Wake up?" Wen Wen Yang Yang eyebrows, drooping his eyes hesitated for a few seconds before whispering to LAN, "Lan Lan, you stay in the room for a while, and I'll be right back, okay?"

In fact, Mo Wen was still afraid that Yu Lan would leave behind him again. There was no reason for this fear. It just came out and made him uncomfortable.

But Xu Ji's bloody ink in the basement will never let Yu Lan go. He can only temporarily place Yu Lan in the room.

Yu Lan deviated his head. Although he didn't promise, he didn't mean to go down from the ink.

She just stared at Mo Wen, puffed her cheeks and blinked from time to time.

Mo Wen also stared at her. After a while, he stretched out his hand and poked her in the cheek.

Standing aside, Xu Qi only felt that he was going to collapse. He turned his head with a wooden face and a dead look in his eyes.

Seriously, Mo Wen and Yu Lan's dog abuse all day is that he, a pervert, can't watch it anymore.

"Promise period." Mo Wen suddenly turned back and Yang Mei said with a gentle smile, "let me come up drunk all night."

"..." he knew it would be such a result in the end! Xu Qi's forehead jumped and he just felt that he would be dazzled by the gentle smile of Mo Wen.

Thinking that the weak road can't walk a few steps, Xu Qi nodded and went out with a gloating response.

Anyway, it's not him who was injured. It's OK for that guy to take two more steps when he's drunk all night.

When he went downstairs, Xu Qi saw the boy standing at the door every day. He picked his eyebrows, ignored the boy and continued to walk towards the basement.

Yang Zeng waved to catch up, but the boy was still firm and didn't leave until he was purple with cold.

Just these days, Yang zengling was too lazy to hit people. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and slept, completely ignoring the boy.

Anyway, there are no guests at this time. He likes to stand, so he let him stand here.

The boy stood straight with his fist clenched.

The ink in the room came up drunk without waiting for a while. He knocked on the door and came in. His face was pale without any blood color, and his always clean hair was a little messy.

"You look good?" murvin whispered, sitting on the bed with his chin upright.

Boss, are you afraid you are blind? Where does it look good when you're drunk all night?

Xu Qi, who came in behind, turned his mouth and continued to act as a pillar with a wooden face.

Xiuqi has been drunk all night, and his face is as gloomy as ever.

"It's OK." drunk Wuye smiled brightly and cocked his legs like he used to be a fool. "I haven't been hurt so badly for a long time, and I still don't adapt for a moment."

Is this a problem of adaptation?

Xu Qi continued to feel sick. He turned and closed the door to avoid being seen by others.

"It's thanks to Xiuqi's care these two days." he looked at Xiuqi when he was drunk all night. He held his mouth high and showed a strange smile, "but I've been blessed by misfortune. I've successfully become a level 10 power."

"Come on." Xiuqi frowned, and there was no other expression on his face. "If you didn't have the news that the boss wants to know in your mouth, I'd take care of you to die."

"Really hurt my heart..." the drunk emperor covered his chest and pretended as usual.

Everyone watched him amuse himself, and no one spoke again.

Even Yu Lan lay on the bed and looked out in a daze. He smashed it twice from time to time. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Tell me how you got hurt like this." Xu Qi pulled a bench and sat down, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere in the room and opening his mouth, looking like watching a good play.

"It's a long story..."

"That's the point." Mo Wen also said.