Looking at Jiang Ya's appearance, she obviously doesn't like the smell of ginger.
"What? Are you picky about food?" Fu Zheng's voice was a bit long, and there was obvious disapproval in his tone.
It's like educating a disobedient, picky child.
As he spoke, he stretched the bowl forward again, motioning for her to drink it quickly.
Smelling the stronger smell of ginger, Jiang Ya even wrinkled her nose this time.
She waved her hands in horror, her tone full of resistance: "No, no, take it away quickly. I don't know if it's because my surname is Jiang, but I haven't liked the taste of ginger since I was a child!"
It was rare for Fu Zheng to see such a childish side of her, and it was rare to hear her joke, so he felt a little melancholy for a moment.
Because no matter whether she was hiding in the dark and paying close attention to her before, or whether she was meeting and getting along with her after the apocalypse, she had never really relaxed.
Jiang Ya's feeling to Fu Zheng was not at all like that of a young girl in her early twenties. She always felt like she was burdened with a lot, and it was as if there were some invisible shackles restraining her.
Such Jiang Ya made Fu Zheng feel distressed, but also felt deeply powerless.
He couldn't help her, couldn't make her look good, and couldn't make her live a carefree life.
Fu Zheng was stunned for a moment. He wanted to keep the innocent and childish Jiang Ya tonight forever.
Jiang Ya couldn't understand the meaning of Fu Zheng's complex and profound eyes. Although she couldn't understand it, it was true that it was a little scary.
She thought that Fu Zheng was unhappy that she refused to drink ginger tea. Thinking about it, it was true that she didn't give face to the ginger tea that was specially prepared for her in the middle of the night because she was worried that she would catch a cold. She would also be a little upset.
Just when he was about to compromise and say let me drink it, he saw Fu Zheng pick up the bowl and take a big sip himself.
Then when Jiang Ya was confused, he raised his hand and pushed her into the room. After following in, he locked the door with his backhand.
Just when Jiang Ya was about to ask you what's wrong, Fu Zheng suddenly bent down in front of him, then held the back of her head with his free left hand, and brought her lips to his own.
Fu Zheng's refreshing and cold breath overwhelmed all her senses.
The sudden kiss really surprised Jiang Ya. She subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she gave Fu Zheng an opportunity.
In an instant, the spiciness of ginger mixed with the sweetness of brown sugar was brought into her mouth by Fu Zheng.
Because her lips and tongue were controlled by Fu Zheng, Jiang Ya had no way to spit it out and could only be forced to swallow it into her throat.
"Uh huh..." A series of rapid murmurs came from Jiang Ya's mouth, hoping to express her dissatisfaction with the initiator.
But instead of being moved, Fu Zheng put the bowl he was holding in his right hand into the space, and finally his free right hand touched her waist as he wished.
Not to mention Jiang Ya was surprised, even Fu Zheng thought he was crazy and possessed.
He originally just wanted Jiang Ya to drink a bowl of ginger tea, but he didn't want things to get so out of control in the end.
The little girl's sweet breath, slightly trembling body, and sweet moans were all like bone-corrosive poison, adsorbing on his bone marrow and forcing him to surrender and become addicted.
Seeing that she couldn't break free, Jiang Ya couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see Fu Zheng's slightly closed eyes and trembling eyelashes, and his expression was indescribably pious and serious.
She suddenly felt her heart beating violently twice, even more than when he first kissed her.
Jiang Ya's heart was crazy at this moment, and she didn't hate this feeling.
So she decided to obey her heart and gradually stopped struggling...
At first, Fu Zheng kissed her harder and harder, so hard that Jiang Ya felt pain on her lips, as well as his hand gently stroking her waist.
Jiang Ya suddenly felt bad. She knew that if she didn't stop her, something indescribable might happen next...
She bit Fu Zheng hard, and Fu Zheng groaned in pain, then opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion.
Her moist eyes looked confused and a little lustful.
Jiang Ya couldn't bear to see it, and she was about to reject him next.
Seeing that Jiang Ya made no next move, Fu Zheng closed his eyes and prepared to continue. The next second, Jiang Ya put a palm on his chest.
Because the back of the head had not been released, Jiang Ya could not retreat, so she could only move a little and put her mouth next to Fu Zheng's cheek.
She took a breath and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't...don't kiss...I'm going to sleep...sleep..."
"Okay." Fu Zheng's voice was not much better.
It's just that he said yes, but he didn't let go of his hands from her body.
In the end, Jiang Ya couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere and urged him again. Only then did Fu Zheng let go of the hand holding her.
Then, as if he suddenly noticed something, he quickly turned around and opened the door to leave.
The whole set of actions can be said to be done in one go, but before closing the door, he still did not forget to tell Jiang Ya to cover herself with a quilt and don't catch a cold.
Jiang Ya blushed and was about to lie down on the bed when she heard Chen Yu's loud voice coming from outside the door.
"Boss, what are you doing? Didn't you just take a shower? Do you want to take a shower again?"
After hearing this, Jiang Ya reacted belatedly. Fu Zheng's overly strong reaction just now and the position he deliberately avoided during the kiss...
The moment she figured it out, her whole body was as hot as a cooked shrimp. She was wrapped in the quilt and beat the bed.
Ah...what should I do if I accidentally discovered my boyfriend's embarrassment?
Waiting online, it’s very urgent!
Then Jiang Ya fell asleep in this sweet, shy, awkward, and helpless mood.
However, this sleep did not last until dawn. In a daze, Jiang Ya heard the sound of the door being opened.
She sat up suddenly and was about to call out to Fu Zheng, but the person came to her bed first and covered her mouth.
A familiar breath came instantly, and Jiang Ya knew who it was before anyone could say anything.
At this moment, Fu Zheng's angry voice also sounded in his ears: "It's me, there's a situation."
After Jiang Ya nodded to express her understanding, Fu Zheng let her go, then helped her walk towards the door.
In the darkness, Jiang Ya saw clearly that Chen Yu and others were squatting at the window, staring downstairs with fierce eyes, not knowing what they were looking at.
Fu Zheng and Jiang Ya squatted beside them, pointed at the shadowy black figures on the field downstairs, and still explained to her in an angry voice: "The rain hasn't stopped yet, and the group downstairs are all zombies, but the strange thing is, "They seemed to know there was someone in the house, but they didn't take the initiative to attack."
It was also the first time Jiang Ya encountered such a situation, so she couldn't tell the reason for a while, so she could only wait and see what happened like them.
It was only when she wondered why No. 222 had not issued a warning in advance that she discovered that No. 222 had actually lost contact with her.
