All the fears of the new life seemed to have an outlet at this moment, she greedily relied on this warm and reassuring chest, and wrapped her arms around his waist, as if afraid of him leaving.

She called out his name, sobbing from the tip of her nose: "They are so scary..."

The little girl in her arms was trembling, and Wen Zhouran hugged her tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't let them scare them anymore. You're gone." The

dead 'zombie' looked at the two of them with vinegar, and couldn't help but whispered to remind: "Well, there are a few more in front of you right."

Wen Zhouran frowned. He put his arms around her waist and said, "Close your eyes."

Chu Shengsheng immediately closed his eyes in fear, and Wen Zhouran was relieved. While protecting her, he silently picked up a weapon in his hand, waiting for the zombies to lie dormant. At the moment when he rushed over, he accurately shot the medicine bullet at them.

The zombie who was about to pounce at the back looked at the weapon in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stepped back.

The zombies looked at each other in dismay, none of them dared to step forward, forget it, don't provoke him, go and bite others.

Then the surrounding zombies scattered one after another and rushed towards the other crowd.

"They're all gone." Wen Zhouran patted her on the back.

Chu Shengsheng opened his eyes carefully, and when he saw that the zombies had really dispersed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Who knew that the dead zombie had not left, and suddenly appeared in front of her with a terrifying face.

"Ah!" Chu Shengsheng was frightened by him and screamed again, and kept digging into Wenzhouran's arms: "Don't bite me, don't bite me, woohoo." The

little girl's whole body was almost stuck on him, The soft arms hugged his waist tightly, buried his head in his chest, and almost cried again: "Wenzhouran, shall we get out of here?"

Wenzhouran stared at him coldly, and the zombie was looked at by him. His body trembled, the words he wanted to apologize were choked in his throat, he stepped back, and left with a dejected expression.

Wen Zhouran touched her head and comforted her softly, "Okay, I'll take you away."

He thought for a while, then put his palms through her underarms, lifted her like a child, and held her firmly Sitting on his arm.

She was too light, as if she had no weight, Wen Zhouran frowned.

He put his hands on the pack, clasped her slender waist, and said, "Hold me tight."

Chu Shengsheng sobbed in a low voice, put his head close to his ear, and wrapped his arms tightly around his neck. Ken let go.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, the roars of zombies and the screams of tourists kept ringing in her ears, and she subconsciously hugged tighter.

The smell of milk on her body kept filling his calm and rational brain, Wen Zhouran's breathing gradually became unstable, his throat choked, he turned his head, and his lips brushed her face inadvertently.

After a long while, he almost hoarsely said: "Shengsheng, can you be with me?"

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