How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 255 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 20

The things had been collected almost completely, and everyone had a lot of things on them. Two people had weapons in their hands and had very little on them.

The two men look ferocious and can be very intimidating!

Song Wenjing held an iron rod in one hand and held Ji Zhaoan in the other.

Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way, and everyone successfully returned home. This was their first time out, and everyone was full of confidence.

He carried the things back with great fighting spirit, his face as sharp as a knife, and he couldn't hide his excitement. He wanted to celebrate properly!

Their belongings were placed at Fang Cheng's house, and no one left. After they had divided their belongings, Fang Cheng said, "Brother Song, why don't you stay and have dinner with us?"

It's a good opportunity to keep in touch with each other, since we live in the same building.

Song Wenjing refused: "Sorry, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"Okay then." Fang Cheng didn't try to persuade him to stay.

As soon as the two left, the room immediately became lively.

After taking a shower and lying on the sofa, I suddenly felt that this was the best life.

He had no choice but to agree to go look for supplies with them. He only went out to look for supplies once or twice. If he hadn't gone with them.

Others would definitely think that he had a lot of supplies at home and might very well target his house, so it would be better for him to go out more often.

"Ah." Ji Zhaoan began to become restless and kissed Song Wenjing fiercely without stopping his hands.

Song Wenjing chuckled and carried him to the bedroom.

Immediately, a sound came from the bedroom...

……

After dinner, Song Wenjing took a watering can to water the flowers, but unexpectedly saw small thorns growing at the roots of the desert rose.

The two flower buds remained unchanged, but the trunk had grown stronger. What was going on? Was it mutating?

The trunk was twice as big as when he first bought it, and it was hard not to notice.

Less than two minutes later, someone immediately hugged her waist and said, "An An, what's wrong?"

Song Wenjing put down the spray bottle and kissed him.

Ji Zhaoan was in a daze and didn't say anything. After Song Wenjing turned around, he opened his arms and asked for a hug.

What's so good about this flower? It doesn't look good and blooms slowly.

Not as good as him!

Song Wenjing carried him to the bedroom. Even though he couldn't open his eyes, he still followed the smell to find him.

So cute!

The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms!

The days passed one by one, and Song Wenjing would go with Fang Cheng to look for supplies every once in a while, and Fang Cheng's group gradually became fewer and fewer.

until……

News came over the radio that a base had been built in City C to take in the distressed. Everyone was excited and rushed to the base with their only food.

Including Fang Cheng and others.

Fang Cheng: "Brother Song, the base has been built in City C. Are you really not going to go with us? Although there will be many difficulties."

"But at least it's better than staying here with no hope. I heard you can find a job at the base to earn food, and you can trade food for housing."

"You have to hand over 20 kilograms of food to enter the base. We plan to find some more supplies and then rush to the base. At least the base can guarantee our safety."

Song Wenjing said: "Sorry, I don't want to go over there right now. Let's wait for a while. You guys should also be careful when you go over there."

"Some criminal gangs might collect tolls along the way, or even rob you. You should be fully prepared for these things."

Seeing how determined he was, Fang Cheng could only put his mind to rest. "Okay, Brother Song, I look forward to our next meeting. Thank you for letting us know. We will keep an eye on it."

He had seen Song Wenjing's skills, and how he blew up the zombies' heads very skillfully. With a teammate like him, his chances of reaching the base would be much better.

Unfortunately, the other person didn't want to go, and he couldn't force him. He could only take time to exercise more and prepare supplies.

The others guessed what happened when they saw Fang Cheng’s somewhat lost expression.

"Brother Fang, are they really not going to the base? If they don't, how can they survive? Those zombies are getting more and more outrageous."

"If we hadn't been resourceful and cautious, we might be dead now."

"Yeah, I don't know what's going on lately, but these zombies are getting more and more crazy. They come here in large numbers every night."

Fang Cheng cheered up and encouraged: "We can't expect to rely on others for the rest of our lives. Be more cautious at night. We are several men living in the same room."

"How can we still not defeat those zombies? As long as we gather all the supplies, we must hurry to the base. We must not stay here for even a minute longer."

Others expressed their opinions one after another, "Brother Fang, we will all listen to you."

"We haven't been lazy these days and have been exercising every day. We are afraid that we will become the zombies' dinner. Brother Fang, you are really capable."

"Okay, let's work harder during this time."

A few days later, Fang Cheng and his companions left, said goodbye to Song Wenjing, and resolutely set off on their journey.

After seeing them leave, Song Wenjing decided to leave here in a week and look for a big villa, preferably one that no one often goes to.

a week later……

Song Wenjing and Ji Zhaoan packed up their things, got in the car, and slowly went looking for a suitable villa, stopping and walking, and settling down when they found one that was suitable.

Ji Zhaoan sat in the passenger seat, wearing a white shirt and a pair of sunglasses. He looked at the building with great interest, pointing here and there and shouting from time to time.

Just as he was about to stick his head out, Song Wenjing reached out and tugged at his clothes. "An An, sticking your head out is very dangerous. If you're bored, just watch TV."

"Oh." Ji Zhaoan could only watch TV on the tablet. He was not giving up and was about to reach out with his hand.

"Cough cough..." Song Wenjing coughed lightly.

Don't think he can't see it. Ji Zhaoan's guilty expression is written all over his face, and he would steal a glance at him from time to time.

It’s like she’s afraid he can’t see it!

Ji Zhaoan pursed his lips, secretly retracted his hand, looked around, but not at Song Wenjing.