Chapter 105: Apocalyptic Zombies (10)

He stared at the person in front of him for a while, until she yawned and closed her eyes to sleep, and the teenager stared motionless at her, tilting his head slightly.

He pressed his lips together, the dimple on one cheek faintly visible, and closed his eyes, as she did.

Pale and delicate face, reflecting the folded board outside, along the gap sprinkled in the moonlight.

He was quiet for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes slightly again, as if he had thought for a moment

He remembered that he had changed his clothes, so he gently lifted up the covers, went to the rack on the other side, and took out a crystal nucleus from his pocket.

He frowned and looked at it for a moment, then turned around and grasped the nucleus with his long fingers and gave it a slight squeeze, which seemed to be of no use, but the hard nucleus broke inch by inch, revealing the crystals inside.

The crystal was small, like a small pill. He returned to the bed and gently picked up the girl's chin with his white fingers. He placed the small crystal between her lips.

However, the sleeping person has no consciousness of eating, and the crystal stops between her lips and does not move.

He blinked for a moment.

He knitted his eyebrows slightly, and without thinking much about it, leaned over, covered the girl's lips, and pushed the crystal between her lips, the tip of his tongue inevitably penetrating the same way, and the originally very simple little zombie froze.

The crystals are pushed between the lips,

His pair of gray pupils, staring at the human eyelashes in front of him, but lowered his eyes, the tip of his tongue gently pry open the girl's lips and teeth, gently probing in, the feeling of touching the lips is soft and beautiful.

He kissed gently -- though he did not know it was called a kiss. Young slim fingers against the pillow, sitting on the side of the bed leaned down to kiss, lashes flutter.

He tossed and turned to kiss, until his own gray eyes were beautifully fogged, then he stepped back a little, then paused, bent over and pecked again.

The boy stared blankly at her, and in silence he climbed into bed and tucked himself under the covers.

Jessica woke up the next day feeling numb and dizzy.

While she ate, the little zombie across from her nibbled at the crystal core.

It looks like he's got a lot of money in his bank account, and every single one of his crystal cores has been cleaned and spotless, almost enough to be used as a diamond.

Jessica is a little dizzy.

She took hold of the arm of the sofa beside her, touched her lips, and finally asked the person next to her:

'Did you kiss me last night?

Her lips are numb. Did she kiss her?

She looked up at the teenager, the other side slightly stunned, some do not understand to look at her, until the girl leaned over and kissed his pale lips, the little zombie's eyes just lit up, obediently nodded.

Jessica touched her lips, thinking, "Will you infect me? Will I turn into a zombie?"

Seeing the teenager tilt his head and wink at himself, Jessica pointed to him and explained:

"Just like you."

The little zombie blinked, bit the crystal core again, and then silently shook his head.

"No? Jessica froze.

Nodding his head, he suddenly raised his slender fingers, bent the knuckles of his index finger against a delicate and beautiful face, and knocked his head.

Jessica: "... You mean, I'll be stupid?"

Not stupid, of course.

The zombie didn't speak. Jessica was about to tease him again when her brain suddenly swooned. She made a fist, then there was a clear sound.

As her brain gradually returned to normal, Jessica blinked, looked at her hand, and then at the teacup not far from her fingers, which had broken into pieces and spilled onto the table.

The small zombie on the other side saw a table of mess, exquisite eyebrows, he silently took a rag, wiped the traces on the table, and bowed his head silently picked up the pieces of the teacup, neatly threw them into the trash can.

Still in shock, Jessica looked at her hands and then at the trash can. "This is... Powers?"

Jessica doesn't need a teenager to answer.

And, apparently, a psychic power that kills invisible people.

Jessica took a breath.

She stared silently at the towel not far away, wanting to try the mind control object, but the opposite side reached out a slender hand, the little zombie grabbed her and blinked.

"Just woke up, can't overuse." Jessica strangely understand his meaning, see Momo from the nod, she will listen to the idea of pressure down.

Indeed, it should be consolidated before you start using it. Since psychic powers are so powerful, there must be corresponding weaknesses.

She thought thoughtfully, but the fingers on her hand suddenly flipped, and the other person took her hand and turned it over, the gray pupils staring at her fingers.

Jessica looked down and saw a splash of blood on her finger, as if she had just been cut by flying debris.

It was only a minor injury, but Jessica was unconcerned about it and prepared to pull back her hand to look through the Band-aid.

Jessica didn't even bother to take care of her wound until she remembered what looked like a Band-aid in her drawer.

She was just about to withdraw her hand to take the Band-aid, but saw the opposite teenager lower his head, open white and pure eyes, toot pale lips, and gently blow.

Blowing, he looked up at her.

Jessica stared at his movements, met the teenager's beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "It's okay, I'm not in pain, don't worry."

This injury

She was slightly ready to withdraw her hand, but the little zombie took her hand and blew it again, and then lowered her lips.

Jessica couldn't help laughing, put a Band-aid on her wound, and Momo was right next to her, lying on her arm and staring silently.

"All right." Jessica smiled at him.

Then a few days passed without incident.

After Jessica's awakening, her force level has slowly risen to 20, and over the past few days, it has stabilized to 25.

As usual, the two men drove during the day and went back to sleep in the trailer upstairs at night. Jessica doesn't know Momo's identity, but judging from the zombie behavior at the gas station that day, he certainly looks like a mascot to ward off evil spirits.

Although this guy himself is a kind of zombie, but he will not hurt her himself, but also can block other zombies... Jessica thinks she's doing pretty well in the last days.

Now we just need to find the southwest base. I heard they were working on the serum