The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (25)
Song Yunhuan also seemed to notice that her reaction to the zombie virus was not right.
He looked at the medication he had given her.
It was the zombie virus, so there wasn’t a mistake.
But why was she hot?
Song Yunhuan with a pen in his hand recorded her reaction.
But Bai Weiwei’s sweet gasps made his pen veer off into a straight line.
He looked cold and looked… at the light above Bai Weiwei.
His voice sank, “Don’t talk.”
Her body flushed from the heat, her voice trembled and responded, “Ah~”
This amazing response.
Made Song Yunhuan’s pen tip pierced through the paper.
He breathed deeply. He was cold, but there was a terrible urge rumbling.
She didn’t react violently, and there was no sign of transformation.
But her body temperature continued to rise.
It was probably the immune system fighting the zombie virus, if his research was correct.
This concentration of zombie virus wasn’t enough for her to mutate.
But it was enough to give her a high fever and make her sick. “Ai, ah~~”
Song Yunhuan’s pen broke again.
He was going to keep a cool record of her every reaction.
He couldn’t help but rip the paper in his hands.
Boom boom boom–his reason snapped.
He turned back. Bai Weiwei was sweating, eyes confused and innocent, lips open.
She nearly cried out, “Song Yunhuan, I can’t help it, ah.”
Song Yunhuan’s eyes were completely red. He threw away the pen in his hand, walked to the bed, and placed both hands on either side of her face, completely covering her in his shadow.
Was that the thud from the bed?
By the time Bai Weiwei thought this, he had already bowed his head and kissed her.
This kiss was wild and rough.
He broke past her lips and plundered1.
Bai Weiwei was already hot, but she was so hot she became dizzy.
She got a nice reminder.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has risen to 15.】
This favorability increase, not worth her selling herself, ah.
She’d never seen such a stingy man.
And she was getting hotter and hotter.
When she heard the sound of her clothes tearing, she finally fainted.
Song Yunhuan didn’t know how long he had kissed the body in his hands.
So beautiful and tender.
Human desire, and the predatory instinct of zombies, it all smashed together.
He wanted her, and he wanted to eat her.
Song Yunhuan spent a great deal of energy to restrain his crazy behavior.
It wasn’t until he finally calmed down did he realize Bai Weiwei had a fever.
A burned up idiot was easier to control.
Bai Weiwei frowned. “Hot…”
Song Yunhuan was silent for a long time before he got up to find equipment to cool her.
Forget it, wasn’t she already a fool? Her IQ was low enough as it was.
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Bai Weiwei’s increase in favorability.
It was hopeless.
Bai Weiwei: “At this rate, am I going to be on the offensive for 100 years?”
The system took out a calendar and counted the days. “You don’t have 100 years. You only have 2 months and 29 days left.”
Bai Weiwei: “Impossible, ah, it’s not good enough. I can only wait to die. By the way, how did the original die in this plane?”
The system flipped through the records. “Eaten.”
Bai Weiwei dug out her ears. “Eat what?”
The system said in a delicate and sweet voice, “Aiyo, you were eaten. Limbs ripped apart by Song Yunhuan, eyes gouged out, hair ripped out, eaten.”
1: This sentence sounded like some sort of siege in the translation LOL SYH so barbaric.↩