lcionline Chapter 207 Dressed Beast
Chapter 207 Dressed Beast
Some people are so cunning, yet they act so selfless while grabbing bubbles.
Meng Xiaoyou realized that she had been tricked!
When she's angry, a tuft of hair sticks up from the top of her head, her eyes become round and bright, her cheeks puff out, and her skin is fair with a rosy glow, making her look like a small animal with its fur standing on end, but without any sense of danger.
Pei Sinian didn't think he had gone too far.
He said, "The bubbles were given to me by you."
It wasn't considered robbery.
"You got it by lying."
"You gave it to me."
The man remained calm, and even when Meng Xiaoyou got angry, he told her, "Zombies are coming, don't let your guard down."
Meng Xiaoyou's anger vanished in an instant.
He listlessly went to deal with the zombies. This time, no matter what tricks Pei Sinian used, Mushroom didn't give him any praise, only two accusing looks, leaving him to figure it out himself.
Could it be... that he really went too far?
Pei Sinian followed silently behind Meng Xiaoyou, thinking to himself, "It's not excessive. How can taking my lover's bubble be considered excessive?"
They then spent another two or three hours browsing around, collecting some food, clothes, and daily necessities.
She has dealt with countless zombies, and her superpowers have been completely exhausted, thanks in part to Pei Sinian's efforts.
Before they knew it, it was evening. They found a place to rest in a shop. Many shops had businesses on the first floor and rest areas on the second floor, much like the library they had visited before.
After a busy afternoon, Mushroom went upstairs feeling dizzy. Pei Sinian cleaned the bed, helped her wash up, and put the clean little silly girl on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
"Open up the space."
"What now?" Once she was buried under the covers, all that was left was Meng Xiaoyou's little head. Her delicate chin rested on the blanket, and she lazily yawned, too exhausted to move.
“Look at the children’s clothes.”
"Okay, don't touch my purple mushroom, or I'll get angry."
She didn't know what her original form had done to offend Pei Sinian. This man just couldn't stand the sight of her original form. Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoyou snorted, handed him the spatial bubble, and turned over so her back was to him.
The man turned on the lamp he had gathered and placed it on the bedside table. He didn't touch the purple mushrooms, but secretly compared their sizes and tidied up the space.
Inside the space, there were several sets of matching outfits, one for men and one for women, clearly couple's wear. Pei Sinian was increasingly satisfied as he looked at them. His slender fingers slid across the bubbles, and he pulled out three sets of children's clothes. Two sets were for the little zombie, and the other set...
He took out his needle and thread.
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The next morning, Mushroom was woken up by the pressure, and in her dazed state, she felt as if she had experienced sleep paralysis.
The more I slept, the more tired I became, and the more tired I became, the more I wanted to sleep. Eventually, I even had trouble breathing. I opened my eyes groggily and saw a handsome face.
She didn't know when the man had pulled her into his arms. His hands were like iron clamps, tightly gripping her lower back with considerable force, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. Not to mention, the back of her head was held by his other hand, buried against his chest.
No wonder I had trouble breathing, turns out there was a murderer...
She nudged him. "Pei Sinian, get up."
Pei Sinian didn't move. After taking off his glasses, he had thick, well-defined eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and narrow, closed eyes. His thick eyelashes looked like eyeliner, with a smooth line extending to the outer corner of his eyes.
On the contrary...
The illiterate mushroom didn't know how to describe it, so it silently gestured in its mind.
He wears glasses, is refined and aloof, very delicate, just like... yes, a hypocrite.
Taking off his glasses... he becomes a complete beast.
Upon discovering the truth, the mushroom sincerely praised, "You're a real beast."
Pei Sinian: "..." He really should find a Xinhua Dictionary and let her learn some human words.
Meng Xiaoyou stared at him for a while, and when she noticed that the man didn't move, she couldn't help but feel melancholy, "He's not lying on the bed again, is he?"
She can really lie down; she lies down on a flat board every few days, and she can sleep even more than a mushroom like her.
The snake spirit next door must have woken up from hibernation and left, right?
She twisted her waist, trying to break free from his hold, but his arms tightened their grip, as if he wanted to snap her waist.
Meng Xiaoyou was in a bit of pain, feeling wronged, and pitifully shrank back into his arms, bumping her head against his chin like a cat.
"Pei Sinian, you've crossed me."
Pei Sinian: "..."
"Get up now, or I'll punish you." Meng Xiaoyou whispered wickedly, her hot breath spraying onto the man's neck like a small brush, tickling his skin from his neck to his limbs.
She didn't see the man's brow twitch, his tightly closed eyes creaking open as he lazily gazed at her, before closing them again when she looked up.
"You won't wake up, huh?" Meng Xiaoyou narrowed her eyes dangerously. Like a cat hunting, she pounced on him with a howl, biting his chin and grinding her teeth against it. Her words were muffled as she said, "Feel my pain."
He squeezed her waist until it hurt, and she wanted to return the pain to him.
His arms and body were pinned down, so he could only bite.
However, after taking only two bites, the bed suddenly creaked and groaned, forcing her to lie flat. Pei Sinian, who had been lying on his side, was now above her, his world-weary eyes drooping lazily, his eyelashes half-closed, like a dozing lion sizing up its prey.
Unaware of the impending danger, the little prey, upon seeing him awake, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a chokehold, and loudly accused, "You're about to break my waist!"
As the pressure on her waist eased, Meng Xiaoyou shifted slightly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing. "It still hurts a little."
The little darling needs to be coaxed even for the slightest bump or knock, let alone if someone pinches her waist.
Pei Sinian braced his arms on either side of her shoulders, his light gray pupils gradually darkening, revealing an unfathomable depth in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if he had just woken from a deep sleep, "Shall I rub it?"
Mushroom found it unbelievable, "You've been massaging it all night, and you're still massaging it?"
Does she still want her back?
"Gently."
The man's cold hands easily supported her lower back, gently kneading it.
A mature zombie knows everything; even if he hasn't eaten pork, he's seen pigs run. Besides, he has a pampered human at home, so he's bound to awaken some special skills.
Mushroom was initially reluctant for him to do anything reckless, fearing he might break her back due to his roughness, but once he started, she found it surprisingly comfortable.
She squinted comfortably, like a cat being stroked, exposing her soft belly, and let out a soft sigh that reached his ears.
Mr. Zombie paused, then leaned closer to her ear and asked, "What did you just say?"