Zerg Writer

I got up lazily and saw the golden sunshine outside the window and the snow-white screens fluttering in the wind.

The years are quiet, nothing more than this.

Step by step, he slowly walked down the downward spiraling stairs, and stretched lazily. Before he went downstairs, he smelled the tempting aroma of food at the tip of his nose.

The corners of his lips could not help but bend, and the happiness and satisfaction that flowed into my heart was almost indescribable.

When I walked to the door of the kitchen, I saw his beloved. Wearing black army pants and white shirt, he was busy in the kitchen. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, revealing a beautifully shaped forearm. The sun shines on it, and you can see a little fluff.

In the kitchen with snow-white tiles, the room is full of golden sunlight, so warm and so bright.

Sunshine and him are so beautiful.

He turned his head and smiled at himself. The sunlight behind him is so dazzling that I can't even see his smile. A feeling of panic suddenly appeared in my heart, and I stepped toward him in a hurry, trying to jump into his arms. But at the moment he took a step, he suddenly fell into the abyss under his feet.

The abyss was full of thick and dark fog, and a huge and terrifying monster cracked its big mouth and bit towards him...

"Ah--" Fang Qingci exclaimed and woke up.

Ling Xun, who had been paying attention to him, quickly dropped the fish he was grilling, and ran over to pick him up: "Baby, what's the matter? Have you had a nightmare?"

Fang Qing decisively looked at the thin but more beautiful face of the beloved insect, and her mouth narrowed: "Have a terrible dream, you are gone, and there is a monster that wants to bite me..."

"Don't be afraid or not, the monsters have been killed by me, so I won't come to bite you..." Ling Xun hugged him and coaxed constantly, petting him incomparably.

Fang Qingci felt that his intelligence was about to degenerate into a child, but he did not intend to change.

The feeling of being pampered unconditionally like this is really wonderful.

Ling Xun coaxed him for a while before he got up and picked up the hot water that had been warmed by the fire, and fed it to Fang Qingci a little bit. Fang Qingci seemed to have no hands, and was fed by him comfortably.

Alas, it's a shame!

Finally Fang Qingci felt that he had enough, so he asked Ling Xun for a cup, and took a sip of it. Ling Xun returned to the fire and continued to grill the half-rare white fish.

Without seasoning, the fish meat still gradually began to exude a rich aroma, which is coveted.

Fang Qingci stopped drinking, holding the cup in his hand, staring straight at the fish in Ling Xun's hand, his eyes were about to fall. A trace of suspicious liquid appeared on his mouth.

He screamed in his stomach, as if responding to his saliva.

Ling Xun smiled and looked at him, and said softly: "It's going to be all right soon, please bear with me."

Fang Qingci nodded, sucked in his saliva, still looking at the fish, reluctant to blink.

Ling Xun looked distressed, and quickly speeded up his movements. After the fish was cooked quickly, he took it in front of Fang Qingci.

Looking at the scorched fish in front of him, after tearing off the scorched skin on the outside, the white and fragrant flesh inside was revealed. Fang Qingci took the large piece of fish that Ling Xun handed him, and ate it hungrily, not afraid of being scalded.

Ling Xun looked sad from the sidelines, when, my dear, has he suffered such hardship? Now even a fish without any condiments can be eaten so sweetly. It can be seen what kind of days have passed during this period. When he thought of this, he couldn't wait to skin the damned star thief.

"Eat slowly, be careful of choking..." Ling Xun quickly patted Fang Qingci on the back, picked up the water glass, and persuaded him not to patronize eating meat, but also to drink.

Fang Qingci ate half of a large fish with arms long before lying down comfortably and patted his bulging belly. Ah, the feeling of being full is awesome!

Ling Xun rubbed Fang Qingci's stomach for a while to help with his digestion. Seeing that he no longer yelled that his stomach was swollen, he got up, picked up Fang Qingci and ate the remaining half of the fish.

The fish was already cold, but Ling Xun didn't care, and ate the rest of the fish in a few bites.

After eating and drinking enough, the two huddled together in front of the fire, telling each other their feelings.

Naturally, no dry wood can be found in this place. It is the green-glowing moss on the wall that ignites the fire. It burns like charcoal, without smoke, and has a delicate fragrance.

The underground river was flowing quietly, not knowing where it was going. But for sure, it will flow into a larger river. Or, the ocean.

The big white fish swim in the river in groups, very comfortable, not at all sad for the lost companions. They have open indifferent eyes, expressionless, and they are as white as jade. And they themselves are like jade, beautiful and without emotion.

Fang Qingci was held in his arms by Ling Xun, his head leaning against his warm and dry chest, and a warm bonfire in front of him. His face blushed with the fire, and he squinted, as if he was going to fall asleep again.

"Have you encountered any danger on your way here? Why is it only you and no other army bugs..." Fang Qingci asked lazily, squinting against his beloved bug.

It's not that he doesn't care about his beloved insects, but that the scene before him is too comfortable and warm, and the doze is coming up again. It's also embarrassing for him. I haven't had a good night's sleep these days.

"...When they encountered a place that was not so good, the military ordered them to go back, so I came by myself." Ling Xun lightly said of his experience, never mentioning his several times of near death, how many times Is on the brink of desperation.

Those are not important, what is important is that I finally found my baby. He lay in his arms, yawning lazily. How to look, how cute, without any flaws.

Ling Xun looked at the messy hair on his baby's head, his eyes were extremely gentle, and he didn't know how blind he was.

Fang Qingci listened to the experience of the love insects, and also talked about his own experience: "...He made an oasis in the desert and wanted to raise me in it. How am I willing? What does he mean? I only have yours in my heart. So, I just perfunct him while thinking of a way..."

Fang Qingci didn't tell the story of his hunger strike. Naturally, he didn't want to worry about sadness. Both of them subconsciously conceal something from each other, but they are all out of care for each other.

If this is not perfect love, what is it?

As Fang Qingci spoke, he slowly fell asleep. Lying in the arms of the love bug, he felt extremely relieved. It feels that even if the sky falls, there are love bugs against it.

Ling Xun held Fang Qingci and changed his posture to make him sleep more comfortable. Seeing the baby's messy hair, his eyes are full of tenderness and pity.

Although Fang Qingci's words were easy and simple, one only needs to look at his body that has lost a lot of weight to know that he must have had a hard time during this period of time.

Thinking of the culprit who made his baby thin like this, Ling Xun's eyes became fierce.

Next time I see him again, he must die!

At this time, the culprit was also coming towards the dark river.

Hans looked really embarrassed.

All of his clothes were in tatters, completely losing shape. There were scars and blood everywhere on his body, and a face almost couldn't see the original appearance. A large piece of flesh was lost on his shoulder, and blood was still bleeding, and he didn't bother to deal with it.

His appearance is very desperate.

The earthquake that was so strong just now made him look like this, so I am afraid that the little male worm can't resist him...

When he thought of this, he felt that he might as well die.

Thinking that Xiaoxiong's death could be said to be caused by his own hand, he wished to apologize immediately with his death.

I just love him, how could I hurt him...

Hans was so painful that he couldn't help himself, and his eyes that had always been eagle-eyed at Langgu became dull, and just walked forward out of inertia.

Hiss, hiss... A huge black spider spit out a bowl of thin gray-white silk, and attacked Hans. His eyes followed sharply, and instead of retreating, he moved forward and greeted the spider.

The depression and pain in my heart have nowhere to vent, and the death is coming. It just so happens to take you to purge the fire.

A quarter of an hour later, on the ground here, there was a lot of messy flesh and blood. If you haven't seen that spider before, you can't guess what creature this large piece of ground originally was.

Hans didn't use any weapons, and completely relied on the powerful physical power to divide the big spider.

This spider that Fang Qingci encountered before was probably from the same nest and encountered Hans, and it was also **** mildewed, and he couldn't even want to die properly. It was really miserable.

After Hans killed the spider, his eyes became blood-red, and he seemed to be more violent. In this way, he looks terrible.

He finally came to the dark river, and walked directly into the river without stopping. Then, as soon as his arms moved, he picked up a big white fish, and didn't say to kill it and then go to the scales and internal organs. He just took it to his mouth and chewed it bloody. Big fish's eyes were still moving, and his tail was still fluttering. Hans's appearance was more like a beast than an intelligent creature.

After he had eaten almost, he threw the fish carcass away and was about to pick up another fish. But at this moment, a small piece of cloth floated along the flowing water.

The piece of cloth was picked up by Hans, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled the breath remaining on the piece of cloth. Immediately, his eyes lit up, faintly bright.

This is the breath of his little male, his little male is still alive!

The hostility on Hans began to dissipate almost instantly, and the whole worm seemed to come back to life again. He walked forward along the current, eyes full of hope.

Waiting for me, my love!