After Song Mingyi buried Song Yunmeng's body, he returned to the base, but resigned from the position of manager. Mo Han didn't stop him, he just took Xiao Ling home with a sullen face.
Xiao Ling was holding on, but after being helped into the door by Mo Han, he collapsed completely.
Mo Han quickly hugged Xiao Ling and put him on the sofa, looking a little nervous, flustered, and a little angry.
"Don't be brave next time."
Even if Xiao Ling has mental powers, it is still very dangerous to frequently overdraw his mental power.
"knew......"
Seeing Mo Han's serious expression, Xiao Ling quickly admitted his mistake.
He didn't expect that his mental exhaustion would be so serious. It seemed that he had to find a way to improve his power level again.
He habitually stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between Mo Han's brows. Xiao Ling couldn't stand his look the most, so she wanted to tease him.
"Oh, it feels so uncomfortable..."
Mo Han was slightly startled, and quickly wanted to help him transfer energy to speed up his recovery, but then he heard Xiao Ling spit out another sentence: "...I feel like I smell bad!"
They fell into a swamp before, and after coming out, they were in a hurry to go back without even having time to change their clothes. Although they flushed with the stored water, they still had the smell of the swamp.
"Then you...take a shower first?"
"But I don't have any strength now..." Xiao Ling secretly raised the corners of her lips and extended her hand to Mo Han with evil intention: "Brother Han, how about you help me wash it?"
Mo Han's hand trembled suddenly, and his whole face turned red instantly: "I——"
Before, he joked that lovers from previous lives would scare people away. Xiao Ling expected that Mo Han would refuse, so he immediately added: "How about... let's take a shower together?"
The blush on Mo Han's face spread all the way to his neck, and he couldn't hold back a word.
Just when Xiao Ling had had enough of teasing others and wanted to stand up and take a shower, she suddenly heard him whisper back: "Okay."
Xiao Ling: "...?"
Until the two of them stood under the shower, looking at the sky and the earth with red faces but not daring to look at each other, Xiao Ling didn't even react. Why was he teasing others and getting himself in...
"Is the water temperature okay?" Mo Han took out a shower head and helped Xiao Ling rinse while trying hard to control his restless heartbeat. He only felt that Xiao Ling's skin... was dazzlingly white.
"......Um."
Xiao Ling turned her back to Mo Han and nodded.
Obviously in the last world, when he and Mo Yihan went to the bathhouse together, it was very natural. Why do I feel uncomfortable now? I don't know where to put my nervous hands and feet, and the core of my heart is about to pop out.
However, he was not a pretentious person. He was nervous and embarrassed at first. As the hot water soaked his body, the mist continued to rise, and his emotions slowly relaxed along with his body.
Mo Han took what he just said seriously and helped him take a bath as if he were taking care of a child. He didn't have to do it himself. Xiao Ling started to relax after he relaxed.
Suddenly, he thought of the hesitant expressions on other people's faces when Mo Han came back protecting him just now, as if they were watching a foolish king protecting a demon concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people.
"Pfft~hahaha."
Mo Han was busy washing Xiao Ling's hair when he heard him suddenly laugh and looked down at him in confusion: "What's wrong? Itchy?"
"Ahem -" Xiao Ling cleared his throat, with a smile still on his face: "I just suddenly felt that in the eyes of other people in the base, Brother Han, you must be a foolish king who harbors mutated zombies!"
Hearing him teasing himself like this, Mo Han shook his head in disapproval: "You are not a zombie." After saying that, he turned Xiao Ling around, held his shoulders tightly, and added seriously : "You're better than anyone else."
Xiao Ling is upright, open-minded, and brave. Even in the face of misunderstandings and doubts, she will still do her best to protect others. Even though his body was made into an experimental zombie, he lived a more upright and honest life than anyone else.
It also... made his heart move.
"Plop-plop-"
Xiao Ling tried hard to hold back her heartbeat and raised her eyes to look up at Mo Han's face.
Mo Han lowered his head slightly, his eyes serious and affectionate.
Water droplets fell from the wet hair on his forehead, along the high bridge of his nose, past his slightly pursed thin lips, down his slender neck, and rolled to his Adam's apple.
Xiao Ling seemed to be bewitched by the drop of water. He simply followed his body's instinct, slowly leaned over and bit it.
"Well......"
Mo Han's body trembled violently, and his bitten Adam's apple moved violently up and down.
Kankan came back to his senses the moment his teeth pierced Mo Han's skin. Xiao Ling felt the tremor under his lips and put away his teeth, but still stuck out his tongue to take away the drop of water that tempted him.
Mo Han's eyes darkened instantly, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something:
"Xiao Ling..."
"Ahem! I, I've washed it, thank you, Brother Han!"
Realizing what she had done, Xiao Ling quickly pushed him away. As soon as she wrapped herself in a towel, she was about to walk out of the bathroom, but she was grabbed by the arm and pulled back.
Pulling the person into his arms, Mo Han took a deep breath, took a step back, and slowly released his hand: "My hair... hasn't been washed yet."
"Aoao...I, I will do it myself."
Looking at Xiao Ling who grabbed the shower head and started rinsing, Mo Han couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his Adam's apple: "Xiao Ling, I'm happy-"
"I'm done washing! Go to bed!"
Xiao Ling suddenly raised his head to interrupt Mo Han's confession, and made sure to rinse it off. He wrapped himself in a bath towel and rushed back to his bedroom as if he was running away without saying a word. He couldn't tell how weak he had just been.
"......good."
Mo Han's eyes dimmed for a moment and he did not continue to say what he interrupted.
They were both men, but he...had that kind of thoughts towards Xiao Ling.
He just did that to him, but interrupted his confession. Could it be that Xiao Ling didn't have that kind of intention for him?
However, he, who was secretly feeling depressed, didn't know that when someone returned to the bedroom, the corners of his tightly pursed lips almost reached the base of his ears.
【ah! Host, why is your face so red? Well, my whole body is so red! Could it be that you took a shower after being exhausted, and now you have a fever? ! 】
Since Xiao Ling and Mo Han entered the bathroom together, Xiao 8's side has been blocked due to underage system protection. Now when he was released, he saw Xiao Ling wrapped in a bath towel and sitting on the bed, all red, and suddenly felt a little worried.
Xiao Ling: "..."
[No, leave it alone. 】
[Also, I am mentally exhausted, not physically! 】
After reprimanding Xiao 8 for using random words, Xiao Ling didn't care about her still wet hair and just stuffed herself into the quilt. Her restless heart has not calmed down yet.
Mo Han, a usually taciturn person, confessed in a serious manner, which was really a violation!
If he hadn't wanted to complete the task so quickly, he almost thought...
Ahem - Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony and friendship...
sleep!
I don't know if it was due to mental overdraft, but Xiao Ling always felt that he slept lightly, as if he was sleeping on a cloud, and warm wind blew by from time to time, soothing his tired and tense nerves.
It was so comfortable that he couldn't help but turn over and hug the warm cloud in his dream.
It's a bit like marshmallow. What does it taste like?
"Ha~"
Xiao Ling yawned and sat up from the bed, thinking of the dream he had last night, which was a bit funny.
How old are you to still dream about eating marshmallows?
He smacked his mouth. The marshmallows in his dream were a bit harsh on his teeth, but they seemed to taste quite sweet~
"Morning, Brother Han~!"
Xiao Ling put on her clothes refreshed and came out of the room. She saw that Mo Han had already cooked breakfast. Maybe it was because they took a shower together yesterday. She looked at him with a dodgey look and just gave a vague hum.
Xiao Ling shrugged. He was so shameless that he had long forgotten the embarrassment. He was about to cross Mo Han and go to the bathroom to wash up, but suddenly he saw a little red mark on the collar of his neck.
"Brother Han, were you bitten by a mosquito?"
