The Legend of Zombies at the End of the World

221 After being disguised for so long, are you tired?

In the morning, the sun shined into the room. Yang Tian was still lying asleep, while the person in his arms had opened his eyes and twisted his body slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Yang Tian's appearance. Under the rendering of the sun, he sprinkled a touch of light gold on his sweet and sleeping face... "It's not... dreaming..." Tiffany whispered. He muttered, pulled out his arm from Yang Tian's arm and reached out to touch Yang Tian's cheek.

"Hmm?" Yang Tian opened his sleepy eyes. At first glance, he saw a delicate face. Suddenly, he found that he had been kicked into a messy quilt and blushed. This embarrassment was all seen by Tiffany.

"Aren't you going to work? You should be very busy!" Yang Tian changed the topic and couldn't stand the gentleness revealed in Daiphne's eyes. The warmth was a little boring.

"But I want to be with you." Tiffany pouted her little mouth, turned over and lay on Yang Tian. She leaned down and hugged Yang Tianping's lying body, as if she didn't want Yang Tian to escape.

"Then Vanessa, what should I do?" Yang Tian's hand didn't know where to put it. If it was Kelly on him, he would slap her buttocks directly. It must feel good, but... Tiffany, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"I'll arrange it in a moment. As long as she is in Los Angeles, there will be news..." Daphne raised her side face and climbed up until her whole body covered Yang Tian's body. He stared down at Yang Tian's eyes. With a trace of stubbornness in his expression, he slowly lowered his face.

But at the last moment, Yang Tian turned his head.

Daphne was depressed for a while and sighed softly, "Just once, shallow, just like last time."

"No." Yang Tian smiled and said as if to change the topic, "Go and get me something to eat. I'm hungry."

"No, I'll starve you to death." Daphne pressed her palm on Yang Tian's heart and said quietly, "Just once, just once!"

Yang Tian was helpless. Looking at his approaching cheeks, he squeezed his lips and felt a slippery tongue gently passing on his lips. In an instant, two kinds of desires broke out from Yang Tian's body. One was the desire of a man and the other was the desire of zombies. However, the desire of zombies was obviously better than that. Yang Tianzhen couldn't help biting and tearing up the full soft lips... He pushed away the woman on his body. Yang Tian gasped and his chest heaved violently.

Difany's face was gloomy and she whispered, "I'm sorry."

"No...nothing..." Yang Tian reluctantly squeezed out a smile and shook his head.

"Tell me where you have been. Let's start talking after we are separated!" Daphne felt that the atmosphere was awkward and began to change the topic. It was really a strange man and woman.

"Where did you go... This is a long and long story. Where to start..." Yang Tian scratched his head. This experience is hundreds of thousands of words. All of them are copied and pasted, and you can directly finish a million words... (Cough, embarrassing, please ignore this sentence) "It doesn't matter. I have a lot of time. Wait for 8 o'clock. At the clock, I went to explain the task to them. You can do it for as long as you want. The important thing is that you can't leave it at all. Daphne faded the resentment on her face, climbed over, stared at Yang Tian and blinked her eyes. Her long eyelashes were like beautiful wings, flashing... extremely charming.

"After sending you back to Los Angeles, I... where have I been... Ah, yes, it seems to have met a zombie with the ability of fog... Uh-huh..." Yang Tian thought for a moment, said a lot, and finally said that it was stuck and couldn't continue. He scratched his hair painfully. He should have been on the whole tour at the beginning. Remember, that's right! Travel notes! Don't you have a record!?

Yang Tian was slightly happy. This big line can't be wrong. The details in it should be remembered. Yang Tian took out the old Japanese notebook from his bag and had already written a thick half of it!

Yang Tian held the woman's weak and boneless body, sat at the head of the bed, opened the notebook, and said, "Wait, the story will start..."

"What is this?" Daphne nestled in Yang Tian's arms and looked at a string of beautiful English. She always felt that this should not be from a man's handwriting. Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders and was given by the system god. He was born to write letters like this. If the end of the world is over, it's good to find a secretary to do it!

"Dafni?" Daphne keenly saw a phrase and reached out to grab the diary. Yang Tian's hand suddenly stopped in the air and suddenly found that she had made a big mistake!

First of all! You shouldn't take out the notebook in front of Daphne! Secondly! You should write it in Chinese! Instead of using this son of a bitch in English! But when I wrote, it was like when I first came to this world, the first sentence I said was English. subconsciously, Yang Tian used English. The careless Yang Tian kept writing in accordance with the principle of indifferentness. As a result, now... "Oh! [ ***]!" Yang Tian slapped his forehead, reached out to grab the diary in Daiphne's hand, and said, "Let me tell you, you give it back first!"

However, a sentence has been muttered in Tiffany's cherry lips: "Well, I admit that I wrote this note because I miss you."

"I don't know if as a zombie, such feelings for you will be accepted by you, although you kiss me, although you let me find you."

"I really miss the time when I was with you. It was once my most painful but happiest time. I was like a person abandoned by the whole world. Fortunately, I met a person who gave me the whole world."

Daphne's fingers trembled. She turned over the articles one by one, and skipped the content of the travel notes. About the sixth article, she saw the content she wanted again. It was still the man, telling a woman her inner longing and nostalgia in the tone of a zombie.

That's... After subduing Barbie, Daiphne didn't know how fierce the man had experienced, but her eyes were fixed on this page: "Today's harvest is really great. I got a very strong partner. She turned out to be a four-star lord. Our team's strength has made a great breakthrough. I feel that I'm away from you. One step closer, I hope you haven't forgotten me. How good it would be if I wasn't a zombie, hey... Even if I see you... This feeling is really terrible."

"Enough! Tiffany!" Yang Tian roared, grabbed the diary in Daiphne's hand and threw it into the bag. Yang Tian shouted angrily, "Is it interesting to see a madman talking to himself?" As he spoke, Yang Tian didn't know whether it was caused by his anger when he was looked through, or because some of his words were seen by Tiffany and was caused by shame and anger. In short, Yang Tian put on his clothes and walked out.

However, without taking two steps, he was hugged from behind by a seductive and delicate body. The huge momentum made Yang Tian rush forward a few steps. He supported the floor mirror inlaid on the wall with one hand to stabilize his body. A faint word came from his ear: "Hard-mouthed guy, you pretend to be."

Yang Tian slapped him on the mirror, closed his eyes in pain, and saw them all. They all made her see it. How can this scene continue... "Give it to me!" A snow-white slender hand stretched out in front of Yang Tian.

"What?"

"Record... give it to me."

"no! Never!" Yang Tian expressed his determination in two words in a row.

"It's useless, I saw it..." Tiffany smiled softly, her eyes were red, her chin was on Yang Tian's shoulder, her arms tightly wrapped around Yang Tian's body, and there was a choking in her voice: "It's been disguised for so long... Are you tired?"

Yang Tian's body trembled slightly, looking at the woman's red eyes in the mirror, her eyes were facing each other, and she was silent.

............Yang Tian wanted to go back to the past, but he didn't know where to start. Tiffany thought about the future, but she didn't know where to go. There was only one person in the mirror and one corpse left in the present where there was nowhere to escape...

(To be continued)