When the Heroine Becomes Paranoid

At that time, the sequelae of H medicine had already appeared. "

For each preparation, volunteers will be sought to test the medicine.

Experiment No. 1 is the only one who fully shows the aftermath of the H drug, which makes all researchers crazy, because they found that even if humans become zombies, as long as the level is higher, Spiritual consciousness becomes stronger and stronger, and at that time it will become an immortal and powerful being.

But such a powerful existence also has disadvantages, and that is the head.

In order to control No. 1, researchers implanted an explosive chip in No. 1's head to control No. 1 at any time to prevent it from rioting.

"Is it this?" Wen Nuan took out something the size of a fingernail from his pocket.

An Min brought it over and looked at it, "Well, this is the explosion chip, how did you get it?"

Warm and casual: "I opened the head of the zombie emperor."

Everyone: "..."

Don't think about it, that scene must be **** and terrifying.

Sang Er's eyes brightened and gave Nuan a thumbs up, "It's amazing."

In the past, what she was most worried about was warmth and lack of self-protection ability, but now she can tear up the zombie emperor by herself, and Sang Er feels great.

Warm raised her hand and touched Sang Er's hair, she squinted and rubbed her palms, like a coquettish kitten.

Chu Han glanced at the warmth and asked An Min, "What's with that warm undead body? Do you know, Doctor?"

An Min pushed her glasses and smiled lightly: "Miss Lin's immortality may be the most perfect medicinal effect that the real H medicine should show."

Chapter 124

Who is Lin Nuan?

I am afraid that so far only one person can tell the true identity of Lin Nuan.

The original body was the first batch of people who were injected with H medicine, and the sequelae suffered by them were not as strong as those who were injected with H medicine later, so they were also called the first generation of medicine people.

"Who is Lin Zihao from you?" An Min asked.

Warmly: "Father."

The original father.

An Min understood: "Miss Lin has a terminal illness, right?"

"Lymphoma, advanced stage."

Sang Er looked at Nuan in disbelief, but before the end of the world, Nuan turned out to be a dying person.

"No wonder I lost an original solution of H medicine," An Min smiled, "Miss Lin has a good father."

The original body is in the late stage of lymphoma. In order to save the original body, Lin Zihao made every effort to develop the H medicine, and used the first generation of successfully developed medicines for the original body.

The effect is really good, the H drug is very powerful, it phagocytoses and transforms all the cancer cells in the original body, but the original body did not survive the strong medicinal properties brought by the H drug, and finally it was delivered by warmth At that time, the H medicine was absorbed, and the healing power was stimulated.

And Lin Zihao was detained by the state organs for leaking important secrets. Finally, the after-effects of the H drug broke out, zombies appeared, the end of the world came, Lin Zihao died in prison, and he did not see him before he died 's daughter.

Warm thanked the original body.

The plane soon returned to the Kyoto S-class base.

After getting off the plane, Gao Zhengwu was waiting at the airport early in the morning. The moment he saw Lin Nuan, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Lin... Lin Nuan?" he exclaimed.

Isn’t it that Lin Nuan died in order to save Chu Han and the zombie king?

Who is this living person right now?

Wen Nuan walked up to Gao Noon and said hello, "Hi, Leader Gao, long time no see."

Gao Zhengwu's eyes widened, he trembled: "...you are...are you Xiaolin?"

"Well, I'm Lin Nuan."

"How...how..." Gao Zhongwu said incoherently.

A sentence is stuttering.

Back in Kyoto, Nuan didn't want to explain too much, but more wanted to have a good rest.

She pulled An Min over, "If the senior leader has any doubts, let Dr. An explain it to you. I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Gao Zhengwu looked at An Min with a look of indifference.

Can he ask?

Dr. An Min looks reluctant to answer him?

"Tired?" Sang Ye became nervous all of a sudden, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired," Wen Nuan asked Gao Zhongwu, "Is my house still there?"

Warm's original house has been rearranged. After all, there is no need for people who have died to occupy scarce resources.

Gao Zhengwu didn't expect the warmth to come back, it was really embarrassing: "Your house has been redistributed, and the base housing is currently tense, everyone is crowded together, or... Why don't you live with Xiao Sang?"

Sang Er's state at this time is like the nervousness and excitement of being called by the teacher on a desertion in class, her eyes flickered, her throat rolled, and she made a dry voice, "... .what?"

Gao Zhengwu thought that Sang Ye didn't hear him clearly, and repeated it again, "I said let Xiaolin sleep with you, the base is currently tight, and it's okay for you two little girls to sleep together. It's a big deal, let's talk about it, haven't you always had a good relationship?"

He looked at Sang Ye in a daze, thinking that Sang Ye was not happy, "I'll think of a way in a few days and get Xiao Lin a room to live in, okay?"

With Lin Nuan's strength, she can live alone in a room.

Warm and sleep with her?

Sleep together?

A bed? !

Sang Ye suddenly felt a little dry and hoarse, and her mind was full of warmth and wanted to sleep with her.

Nuan Nuan didn't hear Sang Er's answer, so she leaned over deliberately and said aggrievedly, "Does Xiao Er don't want me to sleep in your room? Sleep in your bed?"

Sang Er looked at the eyes that were close at hand, the dark pupils were very clear and clear, and her flustered and nervous expression was imprinted in those eyes.

Want to sleep in her room and in her bed? !

She felt her heart beating so fast, and her face seemed to turn red.

"....Huh?" Sang swallowed her throat and found her voice, "Well, okay... okay."

Of course, the message from her heart indicated that she would love to be in the same room with her in warmth and sleep in the same bed.

The corners of her mouth warmed, "Thank you little ears."

Sang Er lowered her head, her face was calm, but the tips of her ears were quietly turning red.

Seeing that Nuan was going to leave with Sang Er, Chu Han quickly stopped her, "Warm?"

Warm glanced at Sang Er, turned around, "What's the matter?"

"At that time, thank you."

This thank you, he always thought he had no chance to say it, just like he said sorry next.

"Also, sorry."

Chu Han really didn't expect that Nuan would give up his life to save him. In this apocalypse, human life is the most valuable but also the most precious. People can give everything in order to survive, whether it is money or power Or dignity, as long as you can survive, you can give up everything.

In such a world, human selfishness seems to be a matter of course, so Chu Han never expects someone to save him in a critical moment, never expecting it.

However, when Chu Han saw Nuan blew himself up with the zombie king in order to save him, he was stunned.

Sang Er scolded him, it was his incompetence that killed the warmth.

He agreed that he was really incompetent, so incompetent that he needed to sacrifice another human life to save him.

He looked at the male protagonist warmly, and said with some relief: "I don't need your gratitude, I still say that, protect yourself well, and try to live in this apocalypse."

Only when the hero and heroine are safe, the mission world will not collapse.

The heroine has her protection, and the hero has to be self-reliant.

It's not easy.

Chu Han's expression was a little moved, "...Thank you."

Sang Er lowered her eyes, a trace of loss and gloom flashed in her eyes, for some reason, hearing the warmth and comforting Chu Han, she felt a little gloomy in her heart, like a big stone pressing on her heart, Leave her breathless.

Sang Er touched her chest, looking a little confused.

Is she sick?

But she has always been in good health, and even colds rarely occur. The only time she was the most sick was when her supernatural powers were activated. It took a whole month of high fever to survive.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Sang Nuan touching her chest, she frowned, "What's wrong!?"

Sang Er paused and shook her head: "It's okay, I've always been in great shape, and I've never been uncomfortable. Let's go, I'll take you to my room."

She glanced at Chu Han, and she still had a lot of dissatisfaction with him in her heart. She pulled Nuanwen behind her and warned, "Stay away from Nuanwen."

Chu Han will bring danger to the warmth, so she must stay away, only she can protect the warmth.

Even if she dies, she will not let the warmth die.

Sang Er will never forget the scene where she turned back for a moment, and in order to save Chu Han, she hugged the zombie king and blew herself up with him.

Chu Han smiled bitterly, looked warmly, "...Okay."

He knew that he had been blacklisted by San.

Sang Er rolled his eyes at him, and pulled the warmth away.

The accommodation provided by the Kyoto S-level base for the power users is a room similar to the decoration of a single apartment. The area used by each person is about 50 square meters, which is enough for one person.

Sang Er's room is in Room 401, Building A, next door is Mu Xuan's room, there are four rooms on one floor, and the other two power users went out to do quests, so they are not in the room.

Sang Er opened the room, raised her hand, and said embarrassedly, "The room may be a little messy, you sit first and I'll clean it up."

Walk in warmly, and you can see everything at a glance.

Sang Er's room is very quiet and simple, with a bed, a desk, a private bathroom, a refrigerator and a washing machine, and freshly washed clothes are hung on the balcony. dried.

The sheets were thrown at the corner of the bed, the pillows were flying around on the big bed, and the **** and underwear were placed on the bed carelessly, allowing the warmth to be seen.

Warmly looked at the underwear and silently assessed it in my heart.

System: [There should be C! 】

Warm: "...How come you are everywhere?"

【I came out to tell you that the blackening value has decreased. ] The system laughed and said, [The blackening value is reduced, and the heroine's blackening value is 3.1! 】

Nodding warmly, she had a hunch that the blackening value of this world would drop very quickly.

Sang Ye saw her underwear and **** thrown on the bed like this, and was seen by the warmth, her face flushed, and she ran over to put her underwear and **** behind her back.

She stammered: "The task is too urgent, I haven't had time to clean up."

"Everyone is a girl, I have everything you have, why are you shy?" Wennuan leaned over, got close to her, looked at her flushed cheeks, "Clean?"

Sang Er saw Wen Nuan so close to her, her mind didn't react, "What... what?"

"Undies, are they clean?"

"Well, it's clean, I haven't worn it yet." Sang Er said.

Wen Nuan reached behind her and took it, "Just right, I didn't wash it, can you wear it for me?"

San swallowed her throat, "Okay...Okay."

He smiled warmly, "Then I'll take a bath first."

Then turned and went into the bathroom to wash.

Sang Er saw the warmth and walked into the bathroom, sat on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

She touched her chest, her heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of her mouth.

Dry and deafening.

Sang Ye thought of warming the dirty clothes on her body, she only took her underwear and went in to take a bath, she couldn't let her go out to sleep in only her underwear?

She opened the wardrobe, looked at the clothes that were all black and gray, and sighed: "Why are they all black and gray?"

Although it would look good in warm, she prefers white in warm.

Like an angel.

Sang Er looked at the wardrobe and was worried. Suddenly, there was a piece of white cloth in the corner of the wardrobe, and she immediately pulled the cloth out.

It is a suspender lace nightdress.

Sang Er recalled the origin of this nightdress, it seemed that a woman came to her to take a bath and accidentally left it behind, and then she didn't pay attention, and threw it in the cabinet without caring .

Wear it first, she will go to the store in the base tomorrow to buy some clothes for Wen Wen.

She walked to the bathroom door and knocked, "Warm?"

The sound of water inside stopped, "What's wrong?"

"I found a dress for you, you should wear this first when you go to bed at night?"

The bathroom door was opened, Sang Ye's eyes widened, looking at the white and flawless ketone body in front of her, her brain hummed.

Warm looked at the lace suspender in her hand, raised her eyebrows and said, "Small ears, the taste is quite good."

Sang Er lowered her head, waved her hands hastily, and explained, "No, it's not mine."

"Oh?" The warm eyes narrowed, and the eyes were dark and unclear, "It's not yours, who's it?"

Sang Er explained: "A woman once borrowed my bathroom to take a shower, and then accidentally stayed here."

"Oh?" Wen Nuan threw the suspenders back, "Just get me a piece of your clothes, I don't like wearing other people's clothes."

Sang Er said blankly: "But my clothes are all worn."

Why don't she go buy clothes for Wen Wen right now.

"You are no one else, but you are my little ears, so I wear your clothes, as it should be." She drooped her eyelashes and looked at her naked/naked body.

She smiled playfully, "Or does Little Ear want me to fall asleep naked?"

Chapter 125

Naked, sleeping naked?

Sang Er looked at the big bed in the room, it was enough for two people to sleep, they could lie down on it, or on their side, or on top... Roll around.

Rolling around?

Why did she suddenly think of rolling around? !

Two women, what's there to roll around naked?

Sang Er shook her head, tossed all the mess out of her mind, and then tidied up the room again.

The afterglow of the sunset is very beautiful. Sang Er put her hands on the railing of the balcony, took out a cigarette from her pocket and smoked it, enjoying the sunset covering the sky.

Today is rarely a good weather, and she is also rarely in a good mood.

This is the last cigarette that Warmth gave her. I used to smoke one every time I thought of her, but Warmth left her too little, and she missed her too many times.

Sang Er saw the warmth and took a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled, the smoke lingered, making her flawless face even more refined.

Before the hair was dried, the water droplets fell down the hair strands, and the shoulders were wet, and the rest of the water droplets slipped into her neckline and disappeared, but left behind on her leaking collarbone trace.

Samel suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"I still gave you this cigarette?" Warmth felt that it was the special cigarette that he gave to Sang from the first puff.

The eyes scratched at the warm collarbone, Sang Er lowered her eyes, "Yeah."

"How much is left?"

Sang Ye looked at the cigarette that warmed her mouth, "The last one."

She hasn't had a few puffs yet.

"I gave you ten sticks, and it took four months to finish smoking?" Wen Nuan asked in surprise.

"Reluctant to run out."

Warmly paused, then deliberately asked: "Why?"

Sang Er has a very straight temperament, she just said something straight, like she misses her.

"This is what you gave me, the only thing that has anything to do with you. I can't bear to finish it."

This cigarette is really gone.

In order to miss the warmth, she still kept the nine cigarette butts she smoked before, and packed them in airtight bags.

Warm left a mouthful for Sang and handed it over, "Come on, I'm back."

Sang Yee didn't take it, bowed her head, took the last breath with warm hands, and the words wafted out of smoke, "...Okay."

She looked warm and wet with her hair, "Can I dry your hair for you?"

Nodding warmly: "Okay."

Sang Er moved the stool to the balcony, so that she could enjoy the sunset, she stood behind her and dried her hair.

The palms are hot, and the warm hair is combed over and over again.

Warm feeling that her head was wrapped by a hot air flow, neither hot nor burning, the temperature was very comfortable, making her a little drowsy.

Sun was drying her hair for warmth, and felt a heavy weight in her lower abdomen.

She paused, looked down at the warm belly leaning against her, closed her eyes, and raised her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings flying between the mountains, very beautiful and agile.

Sang continued to dry her hair, but she moved gently, for fear of disturbing the butterflies that accidentally landed on her body.

The warmth was made comfortable by Sang, her fingers were a bit rougher than hers, and there were calluses on the pulp of the fingers, but they felt a different kind of touch.

It's like a candy with a hard shell. The hard shell is not hard. When you bite it lightly, the sweet juice inside will flow out.

She was itching.

Warm closed her eyes, turned around, buried herself in Sang's firm abdomen, wrapped her arms around her waist, and took a deep breath.

I don't know why, she smelled the same smell as her on San, as if the two had blended together.

Sang Ye was stunned by the warm gesture of burying her head, especially after she hugged her waist tightly, and the two were too close.

Her heartbeat is a little violent, she can hear the loud voice, so can the warmth in her arms.

Surprisingly, San was a little embarrassed.

She bowed her head, looked at the warmth and still closed her eyes, thinking that she might have fallen asleep, and the position just now made her sleep uncomfortable, so she changed the position.

Sang Er let out a few breaths of relief quietly, her warm wet hair still had a few strands, and her hands accelerated, but her body did not dare to move, and her tense abdomen slowly relaxed Come down, for fear of being warm and uncomfortable.

Her firm six-pack abs don't make her warm, smooth and delicate little face? !

She picked up the warmth and put it on the bed. Just as she was about to get up to close the balcony window, the hands around her neck did not mean to let go.

"..." Sang Ye looked at the unusually clear and warm eyes, and said dumbly, "I... I saw you fell asleep, so... I just wanted to carry you to the bed. sleep."

Warm provokes a sullen smile, "Then why did you wake me up directly? Isn't it heavy to hold me?"

"You slept soundly, I don't want to call you," Sang swept up and down her warm figure, "You are not fat, it is very easy for me to hold."

Warm let go of his hand and patted the seat next to him, "Come up and sleep."

"...I'll close the window first, it's cool at night." San was afraid that the sudden temperature drop at night would freeze her.

"No," Wen Nuan pulled Sang Er, "I'm not afraid of the cold, open the window a little, the room can be ventilated and not stuffy."

Sang Er thinks about it and thinks it makes sense. After all, she does not read much, and sometimes she has to listen to the advice of cultural people.

She was about to go to the other side of the bed to sleep when she heard Wen Nuan ask her why?

Sang Er pointed to the other side of her, "I'll go there to sleep."

"Why do you have to go around the car? You have to take a driver's license test, so you have to go around the car?" Wen Nuan tugged at her hand, "It's okay if you don't pass from my side. "

Sang Er looked at the warmth lying flat, and wondered: "You are lying here, how can I get there?"

Want to step on the warm past?

Just to warm this thin little figure will definitely be trampled by her.

"It's very simple," said the warm smile, which was somewhat intriguing. "Climb over me, rub it over, or step over it."

Climb over?

Swipe?

Step over?

Sang Er imagined these three ways, but the only way is that it won't be pressed to the other side and can safely sleep on the other side.

But how?

Warmly looked at Sang Er with a sad face, she instructed: "I guess you chose to step over, it's very simple, you kneel beside the bed, then lift one leg and step over me side, then tilt the body, and then pull the other leg back, that's it."

Samel felt that the warm suggestion was very practical/practical, and she did what she said.

She knelt beside the bed, and then she was stunned.

Sang Er looked at the warmth at a loss, "Warm, then... Then how do I put my hands?"

The corner of her mouth warmed and she grabbed her two wrists and placed them on either side of her head, then lifted her leg and hooked one of Sang's legs to her side, looking at Saner, who was already standing above her.

He smiled warmly and calmly: "That's good."

Sang Ye's eyes widened, and she looked at the warmth in disbelief, "This...this...this is not good?"

"What's wrong?" Wen Nuan saw the blush on her face, and said deliberately, "Are the little ears afraid of hitting me?"

Sang Ye nodded immediately: "Well, I'm too heavy, I'm afraid I'll crush you, or I'll get out of bed..."

Suddenly someone touched her waist, Sang Ye felt as if her body was hit by electricity, her whole body softened instantly, and the hands supporting the warm sides seemed to be taken away All the strength, firmly pressed on the warm body.

Sang Er was terrified, she... what happened to her?

Why is there a sudden lack of strength, as if someone had taken away her bones, leaving only a puddle of flesh?

"The small ears are not heavy, and..." Wen Nuan took the opportunity to slide his hand into the hem of Sang's raised clothes, and touched Sang's beautifully curved, firm and powerful abdominal muscles, "The little ear's The abdominal muscles feel good to the touch."

Sang Er felt as if her face was congested with blood, and a manic flame seemed to be burning in her body, burning her limbs and bones.

, Adam's apple rolling.

"There are six abdominal muscles in the little ear."

"The lines are nice and the blocks are distinct."

"The skin is so smooth and tender, not too hard."

Warmly watched Sang's earlobes become more and more red, and the breath in her ears became heavier and hotter.

Her eyes were dark and full of energy, and her fingertips kept stroking those abdominal muscles, "I really want to..."

Lick it up.

She has a strong desire, but she is afraid to scare the kitten trembling in her arms.

Sang Er felt that her breathing was very heavy, as if she had run for a few kilometers, all the oxygen in her body would be exhaled by her, as if she was about to suffocate.

What happened to her?

Why is it like dying?

Wen Nuan heard her gasping violently, afraid that Sang Er would hold herself back, so she could only slow down the rhythm, raised her hand and stroked Sang Er's back, and whispered in her ear: " Little ears, you are breathing a little hard, take your time."

Sang Er's eyes were blurred, and her breathing eased a little with the warm hands.

She felt that her strength had recovered, she supported her hands, turned over and lay on the warm side, and let out a long sigh of relief, "...Warm?"

Warm lay on her side, watching her forehead sweat, raised her hand and wiped it, "Huh?"

Sang Ye looked warm and said in confusion: "I seem to be dying."

"Huh?" Warmly startled, "Why, what's wrong?"

Sang Er touched her chest, "I was beating so hard just now that my heartbeat index was over 160, like it was about to explode, and ah, when you touched my waist just now, my whole body was blown away. It's like being suddenly drained of all your strength and collapsed all of a sudden."

She frowned and said worriedly: "Do you want me to go to see that guy An Min, he is so powerful that he can definitely help me solve these problems."

Warm: "...."

She said helplessly: "Little Er, have you never been in love?"

Sang Ye didn't know why the topic changed to love, but she still answered the warm question.

"Hmm."

She has never been in love, and a wild child from the valley is illiterate, not beautiful, and has a bad personality, how can anyone like it?

Not to mention falling in love, the opposite **** she has been in contact with before is not as many as the opposite **** after the end of the world.

"Do you want to talk about one then?"

Sang Er paused, with a disgusted expression on her face, "No."

The warm words stuck in his mouth, he turned a corner, "Why?"

"Isn't it courting death to fall in love in the last days?" Sang is not interested in such things as love, not to mention that in the last days, most of the human beings are profit exchanges, and love seems to be Insignificant, dispensable.

Warmly: "...Huh?"

Sang Er looked at the warmth, thinking that there must be many men who want to be close to the warmth if it is so beautiful.

She grabbed the warm hand and said seriously: "Warm, don't fall in love, it will become unfortunate."

Getting close to a man will kill you.

Warm: "..."

Chapter 126

Warmly looked at the pair of very serious black pupils, and the words on her lips made her hold back.

"...Sleep." She patted her.

No hurry, what she lacks the most is time, and sometimes there is time to bend Sang Er.

Sang Er saw the warmth and sleepiness, and immediately shut up, and was about to turn around and lay down to sleep when a hand suddenly stretched into her waist, a soft body squeezed into her arms, The slightly cold body became hot.

"...warm, you...is this?" Sang looked at the person in her arms and asked at a loss.

Warm buried her face in Sang Er's collarbone, her voice muffled, "I have a problem with sleeping, I like to sleep with things in my arms."

Sang Er has never slept with Nuan, and she doesn't know her habit, "Then what did you hold when you slept by yourself?"

She has never seen anything like a doll pillow in a warm room?

"Sleeping with the quilt."

Sang Er was just about to warm the quilt for her to hold, when she heard her pitifully say, "As a result, the quilt was not covered, and I caught a cold the next day, with fever, headache and body aches, especially not. Comfortable, uncomfortable."

Sang Er paused, unfolded the quilt to cover the warmth, "...you are not well and can't catch a cold, so you should sleep under the quilt."

"Can I hold you to sleep after that?" Wen Nuan raised her head from her arms, "I can't sleep without holding something."

Sang Ye didn't dare to look at Wen's eyes, she looked a little flustered, she took Wen Wen back into her arms, and replied in a low voice, "...Well, go to sleep."

Warm hugs her tightly, "Little ears, you are so kind."

The corners of Sang Er's mouth twitched slightly, stroking her warmly like her back, "Yeah."

Just for you.

The system picks the nose: [Host, you are so rude. 】

This operation is very similar to that of You Jiayi.

"Whether I'm sassy or not, bend her first."

Warm can feel the difference between Sang Yee and her, but Sang Yee is too simple and doesn't know what she likes. She thinks it is between girls for her ambiguity, hints and intimacy temptations Natural touch.

But that's okay, she can teach her slowly.

[The heroine is different to you, why don't you tell her directly that you like her? 】The system can't figure it out, it's enough to be straightforward, maybe the blackening value can be eliminated instantly, once and for all.

Wen Nuan heard Sang Er's subtle snoring, opened her eyes, put Sang Er in her arms, and wrapped her fingers around her hair, "What's the hurry?"

The system suddenly realized: [Oh, I forgot, you are not in a hurry to eliminate the blackening value now, and you only want to fall in love with her. 】

Its host is not doing business again.

Well, it gets used to it.

In the morning, the sun shines unobstructed on the bed.

Sang Yee opened her eyes and found that she was being hugged by warmth. She was still holding warmth before going to bed, why did they switch positions when they woke up.

"Awake?" A low voice came from overhead.

Sounds dumb and sexy.

Sang Yee withdrew from the warm embrace and wondered: "Didn't I hold you before going to bed? How did you become holding me?"

Warm opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Maybe the reason for opening the window last night, you were too cold at night, so you got into my arms to keep warm."

"Yes...is it?" Sam was a little skeptical.

"Don't believe?" Wen Nuan held her hand and put it on her face, "Cold or not?"

"What's cold?"

"Are your hands cool?"

Sang Er nodded: "Cool."

"This is the evidence," the corner of the warm mouth ticked, "the evidence that you throw your arms around."

"...."

Speaking of her, she is obviously a fire-type power, but her body is always cold, especially her hands and feet are colder, so she always likes to play with fire to keep herself warm.

"You...what are you doing?" Sang looked at the warmth in shock and put her hands on her stomach.

The soft and warm touch made her wince, but the warmth clasped her hand on it, with a little strength.

"Keep you warm," she covered with warmth.

There is no panacea in this world, Sang Yee herself is a fire-type power, but her body cold still hasn't gotten any better.

Warmly thinking of what Yu Wanzhao said to her in that world, she will keep the scars, she will keep this chill, she will let her remember her forever.

She raised her hand and touched Sang Er's face, and sighed lightly: "You..."

Stubborn ass.

"What's wrong with me?" Sang Er's heart trembled when touched by the warmth.

Just as Wennuan was about to speak, he heard the communicator on the table ring, "Go and answer the phone first."

"Okay," Sang Er got up, turned on the communication device, and increased the volume, "Hey, senior leader, what's the matter?"

"Is Kobayashi awake?"

Sang Er looked at her warmly and nodded when she saw her, "Wake up."

"That's good, you and Xiaolin come to the laboratory, Dr. An Min will find you."

"Okay." Saner found clothes and pants for Wen Wen, "We'll go right there."

She looked warm wearing her clothes, and she was a little excited, "Is it comfortable to wear?"

"Comfortable," with a warm smile, "I wore it yesterday, and it was very comfortable to sleep in."

"That's good," Saner said, "I'll take you to buy clothes when I finish the work from Dr. Anmin."

She still wants to wear the old clothes with warmth, white and beautiful.

"Good."

The two went to the laboratory of the base after packing up, and met Gao Zhengwu and Chu Han in the laboratory.

"Come on." Gao Noon saw Nuan and Sang coming over.

"Well," Sanir asked, "is there anything with us?"

Gao Zhongwu did not speak, and looked at An Min.

An Min, who was sitting in front of the console, turned around, stood up and walked in front of Wen Wen, "I need a test item."

Sang Ye didn't understand An Min's words, "What do you mean?"

"What do you need me to do?"

An Min did make an antidote for the sequelae of H medicine, but no one knows how.

But warm and clear, part of the reason why Sang Er turned black is also because of this apocalypse. If the apocalypse disappears, even if she leaves, she can rest assured that her girl can live in the new world.

Sang Ye saw the two suddenly chatting, and an ominous premonition flashed in her heart. She stood in front of Nuan and asked An Min, "What do you want to do to Nuan?"

She looked at Chu Han, saw his solemn expression, inexplicable panic in her heart, "Chu Han, what are you doing here? Do you know something?"

Chu Han looked at the warmth, his lips tensed, unable to speak.

Warmly pulled Sang away and comforted her, "It's alright."

She looked at An Min, "What do I need to do."

An Min pushed his glasses and said lightly, "Go to hell."

Warm: "...."

Really straightforward.

She probably knew what An Min wanted her to do.

As the first-generation pharmacist who perfectly absorbs the H drug, it is very suitable as a test product to solve the sequelae of the H drug.

"I'm going to **** you," Sang Er's eyes flashed a layer of flame, and the palm of his hand focused on fire and hit An Min directly, "I'm going to let you die..."

An Min did not hide, a layer of meshed grid was interwoven in front of him, blocking Sang Er's attack.

Sang Er's heart surged with anger, and the red blood eyes were full of resentment, "Chu Han, why are you looking for death?"

Chu Han frowned and said solemnly: "You can't kill Dr. An, only he can relieve the sequelae caused by H medicine, Sang, calm down."

"Calm down you are paralyzed," Sang folded her fingers together, and dozens of fire beams hit each other