I don't know if he has seen through it.

Some things cannot be said.

Strong fear may help digestion. With the sudden and terrible thought that gradually fermented in the mind, Qi Yuanchang pulled out the kidney from the corpse next to him and took a fierce bite.

...

The train travels very fast.

Everything went well.

There were no chasers, no helicopters appeared in the sky, and trees and buildings swept back quickly along both sides of the road, disappearing far faster than the attention of passengers on the train.

It feels great to stay in the car. The beds in the soft sleeper car are ready-made, and you can lie down and rest as long as you change the clean mat. This also means that when the virus breaks out, these cars are still ready to run at any time.

Zheng Xiaoyue felt very sleepy and climbed onto the bed early. When Liu Tianming came in, she opened her lazy eyes and found that the man was watching her tender toes in flesh-colored transparent stockings. The familiar hands were directly held over. Through the thin stockings, Zheng Xiaoyue felt a very comfortable and smooth touch.

The sky gradually darkened.

The departure time was already very late. The station was far away from the team's temporary camp and it took a lot of time to ship supplies. The train did not start slowly until after four o'clock in the afternoon.

This is a bright and starry night. Raindrops began to fall in the sky, and the car window glass made a "rattle" collision. Liu Tianming hugged Zheng Xiaoyue in his arms, and the two of them silently stared at the darkness outside.

Relying on the man's solid chest, Zheng Xiaoyue said quietly: "You seem to have changed your mind?"

Women's directness has always been very accurate.

Liu Tianming slowly stroked her soft long hair and sighed: "We probably have to go a long way to stop. I don't want to do this, but I have no choice."

"Why?"

"I don't want to be the food in other people's mouths, and I don't want you to do nothing when you are in danger."

Liu Tianming explained in a calm voice: "There is no law now, and no police will stand on the side of the weak. If we do not have strong enough power, we will be eaten to the point where we don't even have bones left."

Zheng Xiaoyue did not continue to ask questions.

She remembered the infected bodies she had eaten before.

Very good reason, and very good reason.

She changed her question: "Is Yang Yanhong still driving?"

Liu Tianming nodded: "Liao Qiu said that her operating skills are good and she should be competent. Luo Kuan looked at the front of the car, and if there was any problem, just look through the operating manual. The railway is not like a highway, there is only one train here."

Zheng Xiaoyue laughed: "Why, Liao Qiu is still worried about his helicopter?"

"So too!"

Liu Tianming said naturally: "That plane is very important. You must rely on it to replenish weapons and ammunition. The northwest base is too far away. Fortunately, Liao Qiu's superpowers are special, otherwise, Xie Kun and the others will not be able to deal with those evil corpses in the hotel."

The speed of the car gradually slowed down.

The night outside the window is still dark. The brightly lit city night scene that used to be completely gone and may never appear again. The rain is getting heavier, and the car window glass is no longer covered with water droplets. They gather into a stream and quickly slide down the glass, washing away dust and mud.

A hint of alert flashed in Zheng Xiaoyue's eyes: "What's wrong? What happened? Why did you park the car?"

Liu Tianming hugged her shoulder from behind, did not let go, and comforted softly: "Don't be so nervous, I asked Luo Kuan and the others to find a safe place to park temporarily. The sight was not good at night, and now there was no railway patrolman clearing the obstacles along the way. Sleep well! We'll leave when dawn."

This is an indispensable warning measure.

Zheng Xiaoyue's whole body softened. A thin layer of light powder appeared on her tender and white face, her watery eyes were slightly narrowed, and her eyelashes were gently rolling up as her eyes flashed.

At this time, it is impossible to tell who is more proactive. In short, Zheng Xiaoyue's soft body leaned against Liu Tianming. He hugged the slightly trembling body with both hands, and his palms stretched directly into the underneath Zheng Xiaoyue's clothes. His lips slowly kissed the surface of his long black hair, and then moved to his smooth forehead, slid down in sequence, firmly covering the bright and rosy lips.

The panting sound seemed to have substance, which could make people feel warm and moist. There must be magnets that were invisible between the two bodies, but had powerful attraction. They were firmly sucked, unable to break free, and there was no need, but they were just constantly overlapping and stacking in twisting and intimacy.

The smell of saliva was so familiar. Zheng Xiaoyue turned around in the wildest posture, hugged Liu Tianming's neck tightly with her hands, extended downwards, across her shoulders, and inserted it to his waist. Her soft lips kept rubbing and sucking each other in the rotation and smoothness of the tongue. The long kiss made both of them feel a little numb in their mouths, and then they slowly loosened. Seeing that they pulled out from their lips and teeth, hanging down between them, and unbroken saliva, Zheng Xiaoyue couldn't help but rolled in the heat all over her body. She took off her clothes at an extremely fast speed and directly penetrated into Liu Tianming's arms.

...

Xu Liran held a late-night snack and carefully walked through the metal guardrail on the side of the fuel carriage and pushed open the door of the motorcycle control room.

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She sat on the chair and looked at the motorcycle operation manual attentively. The closed control room was bright and it clearly shone every detail on her body.

The gray work clothes were obviously temporarily put on her body, not the size suitable for Yang Yanhong's petite figure. Seeing Xu Liran come in, she put down the book in her hand and asked in confusion: "Xiao Xu, why are you here?"

Xu Liran unscrewed the cap of the thermos in his hand and handed it over with a smile: "Sister Yanhong, you have been busy all day long, so eat something!"

Yang Yanhong took the thermos and suddenly showed a look of surprise on her face.

It was a steaming dumpling, lying quietly in the soup.

This was really surprising, it was simply unimaginable. Yang Yanhong couldn't help but ask, "Where did the dumplings come from?"

Xu Liran's eager eyes didn't move away from Yang Yanhong when he walked into the control room: "I made it. When I was in Chengdu, I made some glutinous rice noodles from the store, and happened to meet a bag of "Ling Tangyuan" in the supermarket, so I kept it with me. I remember Sister Yanhong, you like to eat sweets, and today I made one when I have time."

The gray work clothes are just to do things. Yang Yanhong is wearing a white women's shirt inside, very soft cotton thread. The temperature in the motorcycle control room is about twenty-five degrees, and the combination of stockings and shorts is very suitable in this environment. The scene of Zheng Xiaoyue running in high heels deeply stimulated Yang Yanhong. She is now wearing a pair of feet, and the thin heels are stepping on the ground, releasing the elegant charm of women.

"This...thank you so much."

In addition to gratitude, Yang Yanhong didn't just bring something to Xu Liran. Holding the thermos in both hands, her heart was filled with indescribable touch.

Xu Liran is a new employee in the company. At that time, the virus had not yet broken out, and the world was still rotating according to the normal trajectory. He was very young and respected himself. He always called "Sister Yanhong" in front of others. There is nothing wrong with this title. Yang Yanhong was indeed nearly a round older than Xu Liran. In addition, she was the head of the company and took good care of this diligent young man.

Now, more than half a year has passed since the outbreak of the virus, and the residue of human civilization is being worn away bit by bit with time. There are less and less food, and many delicious things have become pictures that will always exist in memory. Especially at this time, on the train, he actually made a bowl of dumplings for me with the ingredients he had collected.

The most common things often reflect value when they are most needed.

Xu Liran walked over with a smile, pressed against Yang Yanhong's body, helped her hold the slightly crooked thermos, and said with concern: "Sister Yanhong, the dumplings will become hard when they are cold, so you should eat them while they are hot!"

When he held the thermos from the outside, he directly held Yang Yanhong's hand and used some strength. Although Xu Liran told himself not to panic, he was still a little unnatural when touching Yang Yanhong's smooth skin. He was not good at doing this kind of thing, but this was the best opportunity so far.

Yang Yanhong stirred the dumplings with a spoon, lowered her head, and did not notice Xu Liran's eyes full of desire and evil.

In this condescending position, Yang Yanhong's collar has been opened to see all the scenery. The edge of the pink bra was exposed with lace lace, and the white and tender breasts were squeezed into the middle by the shoulder belt, showing extremely deep groove marks. She did not notice at all that her seemingly random body movements inadvertently made her chest sway with the muscles traction, enough to shake the hearts of any man who saw this scene. Especially the faint body odor that belonged to her alone in her nostrils also made Xu Liran's body boil.

He was reluctant to move his hand away from the thermos, but he knew that he could not do it too much. With indescribable regret, Xu Liran finally touched the back of Yang Yanhong's hand and moved it away hurriedly.

The dumplings tasted good, with black sesame stuffing. Mixed with lard and malt sugar, it was the taste that Yang Yanhong remembered.

"I can't tell, you can still make dumplings."

"The skills are good! It will definitely be very lucky if a woman finds you as her husband in the future!"
Chapter completed!