In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 7

Zhang Zhihao lifted his chest and looked at Su Ruan.

Su Ruan changed into Duan Zhen’s clothes.

That was a white sports suit.

Duan Zhen was tall, Su Ruan was shorter than her, and she was much thinner.

She wore that suit and sat on the sofa obediently with her small head lowered, revealing a slender white neck.

Her black hair was against her pink neck, exposing the beautiful arc behind her ear.

The milky white skin revealed the beauty like peach petals.

Zhang Zhihao swallowed.

Duan Zhen snorted, but dared not say anything.

Lu Shiming very intimately took out a bottle of water and handed it to Su Ruan.

Su Ruan lowered her eyes and twisted it’s cap.

She tried to unscrew it…she unscrewed it again…ummmm…

Su Ruan’s efforts were unfruitful.

“Let me.”

Lu Shiming pulled out the bottle of water, unscrewed it easily, and handed it to Su Ruan.

Su Ruan felt that this man did it intentionally.

Sure enough, she looked up and immediately received several scornful eyes.

Among them, Ni Yang was the most prominent.

She didn’t, she didn’t, she was framed!

Su Ruan grieved while drinking water, and then choked on it.

“Cough cough…”

“Slow down. Don’t worry. No one will grab it.”

…

Everyone was tired and rested in Zhang Zhihao’s villa.

Su Ruan and Lu Shiming slept on a bed.

Originally, Su Ruan wanted to keep herself clean and upright.

Unexpectedly, the first night she transmigrated, a zombie scared her cowardly self and she drilled into a sleeping bag

Then, Lu Shiming decided to sleep with her.

He said that he would never touch her.

Su Ruan looked at the little axe behind the man and could only accept with difficulty.

Then every night when sleeping, Lu Shiming would dig into Su Ruan’s sleeping bag.

Now, she had developed a habit.

It wasn’t strange for her to sleep on the same bed.

After all, as long as she closed her eyes every night, Su Ruan’s small head was filled with zombies. Only the murderous man could make her feel secure.

She had thought countless times that she would never see tomorrow’s sun again.

Suddenly, the man next to her moved.

Su Ruan felt nervous for a while and tried to stretch her neck.

‘Come, come, I am ready! Strangle me!’

The man got out of bed lightly, opened the door and went out.

Su Ruan:? ? ?

It turned out he went to the toilet.

No, wasn’t there one in the room?

Su Ruan immediately opened her eyes and sneaked out.

In the living room, Duan Zhen in a silk gown was drinking.

Su Ruan was lying on the floor of the corridor on the second floor. Through the railing, she saw Lu Shiming walk slowly to the kitchen.

Duan Zhen stopped him, “Lu Shiming.”

The attractiveness of the woman was completely different from Su Ruan’s style.

The silk gown on her body slipped away, revealing some skin.

Duan Zhen was a little drunk.

She remembered the first time she saw Lu Shiming.

The man at that time had worn a simple white shirt and black pants. The shirt was tightly buckled up to the top.

Standing beside Zhang Zhihao, he completely put Zhang Zhihao, who was still handsome into the mud.

From that moment on, Duan Zhen’s eyes could no longer be moved from Lu Shiming’s face.

How could lights and candles compare with the sun, moon and stars?

“Come.”

Duan Zhen opened her nightgown with an obvious intention.

Su Ruan swallowed hard.

Lu Shiming frowned and said lightly, “It’s cold at night. Wear more clothes.”

Gee, it was really puzzling.

Su Ruan shook her head softly and accidentally hit the railing with a “bang”.

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