The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 227

Mo returned and picked up the boy, he didn't know when he developed this habit, looking at those bright eyes, he knew that he wanted to hug again.

He doesn't like physical contact with people, but he doesn't resist the little one.

In the last ten years, his memory is either on a mission, or killing zombies, and the zombie tide again and again, accustomed to seeing life and death parting, his heart has long been cold and hard.

The boy is soft, with a faint milk fragrance, and it feels good to the touch, unlike cold knives, disgusting zombies.

It can make him feel good.

He was also happy to cooperate, and it was not effortless.

The people of the Jun family sent thirty powerful people to follow Mo Hui, and they smashed down with a large hand, just to be able to find Jun Cheng.

Mo Guishi's brows frowned slightly, there were too many people, and the movement was too big, which was easy to attract the mutated ninth-order zombie.

"There are too many people, this time to find people, not to kill zombies, it is enough to bring a few people."

"Chief Mo, we are all aware of your abilities, these people are not your opponents together, these are just the sincerity of the Jun family, there is no other meaning." The cold woman choked and said, Jun Cheng is the man he has had a crush on for many years, and now trapped in Z City, how can she not be in a hurry.

Find someone to ask, push three and block four.

When she saw this Mo return, she sincerely wanted Jun Cheng to die in Z City, so that the Jun family would lose a high-level superpower, and the Mo family would monopolize the entire base.

The young man was keenly aware of the dissatisfaction and malice of the cold woman, and once again was annoyed why he couldn't control himself from eating the crystal nucleus given by the woman.

In this way, Brother Shi does not have to take risks.

He is the zombie king.

He can choose to only protect Brother Shi, and not protect these people who hate Brother Shi.

"If you're not happy with me, you can go to someone else."

Mo Gui's voice was cold, he had always been like this to the people next to him, even if the cold woman choked, he didn't pay attention to it, and only the teenager could change his mood.

What others think has nothing to do with him.

"Sorry, she just spoke quickly, of course we listened to Chief Mo's instructions the whole time."

Another supernatural pulled the cold woman, secretly made his eyes, at this time, don't go against Mo Guishi, the priority is to find the missing second master.

"Sorry, it's me who is wrong."

"I will leave five superpowers, everything from Jane, what do you think?" The cold woman finally remembered that it was the Jun family who begged him for help, and her tone was much softer.

Mo Guishi ignored her, just rewound the glove tightly, gripped the handle of the knife for a long time, and rubbed the palm of the hand with a cocoon.

Powers will be depleted, and he won't use them all the time.

It is impossible to maintain the body's quick reaction and strength, and survive by supernatural energy alone in the late apocalypse, and zombies are also evolving with it.

Then he took the teenager into his arms with one hand, and ignored the strange gazes of others, getting used to it, he also liked this feeling, holding the little one in everything.

The corner of the cold woman's mouth tugged, as if she wanted to continue to sneer, but finally forcibly pressed down.

The group drove off, and when they learned that there were high-level intelligent zombies in Z City, they gave up the idea of rushing to Z City by helicopter.

The teenager sat in the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, held a bag of crystal nuclei, and ate happily.

He likes to share everything with Mo Guishi, but he doesn't know that humans can't bite the zombie crystal nucleus, and sometimes he picks out a beautiful crystal nucleus and feeds it to Mo Guishi.

Mo didn't take it when he returned, just lowered his head and dropped a kiss on his fingertips, reassuring him to be well-behaved and not to make trouble, and the boy's tail would be cocked happily.

Over time, habits become formed.