Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As he rubbed his eyes, the neckline to his shirt opened wider, revealing more than half of his fair shoulders, and the looming edges of his collarbone.
He was as beautiful as an art piece. However, this beauty was sadly no more than five-years-old. Yun Xia took a glance at him and did not have much of a reaction before looking away from him.
Little zombie raised his small hands to hit his knees.
Yesterday night, he was wearing adult clothes and now that he shrunk back into a kid, his arms and legs were buried in his clothes. When he rubbed his eyes, there was a long sleeve hanging from his hands and he tried to pull up his long pants, but it was still too long.
Yun Xia looked at his blurry gaze and remembered the scene where she woke up. After all, she did use him as a pillow hence she magnanimously carried him up.
It was not until she settled the little zombie down that she went to wash up.
Shen Qingqing was still outside and gave a look of fear upon seeing Yun Xia. She immediately hid behind Lu Ming.
He could smell a foul stench from her body and she was very dirty, not to mention that she was not able to change into a new set of clothes.
Her seductive powers were useless coupled with Lu Ming already being wary of her, he furrowed his eyebrows and kept his distance from her.
Upon noticing that Lu Ming was being wary of her and felt more distant, Shen Qingqing’s face turned paler.
She did not dare to explain further and continued standing at her original place while sobbing pitifully.
She just could not understand how exactly did she end up in such bad shape all of a sudden?
Why had Yun Xia awoken her powers? If it wasn’t because she had awoken her powers, she could still live as normally as before and wouldn’t even experience any hardships!
Shen Qingqing’s heart was filled with vengeance.
However, the demon lord would not even care about how she thought.
Regardless of what she thought, from the moment she dared to mistreat the original owner, Yun Xia told herself that she would make her suffer every time she saw her.
As for the other matters, it did not concern the demon lord.
She only kept Shen Qingqing by her side so that she could torture her once in a while. Once she was done with her, she would throw her out to fend for herself.
Yun Xia slowly ate her breakfast while ordering the members, “Go to the Southwestern base.”
Nobody dared to disobey her.
No matter how vengeful Shen Qingqing felt in her heart, she wouldn’t leave the survivor team so easily, much less survive in the Doomsday World alone.
Hence, no one objected and they entered the bus before setting off to the Southwestern base.
When Lu Ming passed by the bus door, he met eyes with the little zombie.
There wasn’t any kid’s clothing on the bus and the fair and clean little zombie only wore a snowy white shirt which covered him till his knees. It revealed his fair legs and the neckline was a little big which was tilted to the side.
His grey eyes stared at Lu Ming coldly.
Only both of them knew what happened last night and now that they met each other again, they were naturally displeased with one another.
Yan Zhuo recalled that Lu Ming mentioned that Yan Xia and he were sweetheart lovers and felt a little unhappy.
He first lowered his head and hugged his silver hair before walking forward and held Yun Xia’s hands.
His soft fingers grabbed the girl’s fingertips and it was clearly a cute gesture, but the demon lord did not think about it and let go of him. She casually said, “Walk on your own.”
“…”
The little zombie started to pout like a pufferfish again.
He was rejected by a girl in front of Lu Ming and felt a wave of unknown anger. He puffed up his fair and cute cheeks.
Perhaps he was trying to express his anger, he did not wait for Yun Xia to turn around and carried his silver hair to walk forward in big strides while pouting.
Even his back looked angry.
The demon lord raised her eyebrows.
“Do you want to hold my hand so badly?”
She reached her hand out to her. “Here you go.”
Since she used him as a pillow last night, holding hands was nothing much.
The little zombie immediately looked up and rolled up his silver hair in his arms. He held his hair in one hand and used his other hand to hold her hand.