Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 156 The Poor Little One in the End of the World is a Zombie 7

Lin Zi'an turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and ate the crystal core that Shan Shiwen brought out for him. He looked so heartless that he didn't even notice that something was wrong in the air.

Li Yu silently lowered his presence: What a big show.

Shan Shile stood up, picked up the bucket filled with water, and walked to the back of the tent: "I'm going to take a shower."

When he came back from taking a shower, he saw Lin Zian burping.

"Hiccup~"

Lin Zian patted his belly and looked at Shan Shiwen: "Ah..."

I'm full.

Before Shan Shiwen could say anything, Lin Zian was picked up by Shan Shile.

"Now that you're full, go take a shower. If you stink too much, I'll throw you out."

Lin Zian: “Oh.”

I don't smell bad, I smell good.

Shan Shiwen looked at Lin Zian who was powerless in Shan Shile's hands, stood up and said, "Let me help him wash, you have already washed it, don't get your clothes wet."

Shan Shile smiled and said, "Aren't you a germaphobe? Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Shan Shiwen looked at Lin Zian and asked slowly, "Do you want him to help you or me?"

Lin Zian glanced at Shan Shiwen and then at Shan Shile, and finally shook his head: "Oh."

I want to do it myself, I don't want your help.

Shan Shiwen adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, as if he had not expected this option.

His eyes were smiling under the lenses, and he said calmly, "You are too slow and will waste time. We can only help you wash."

Hearing this, Li Yu, who was eavesdropping on the side, pricked up his ears subconsciously.

So exciting, who will this little zombie choose? !

Won't they fight then?!

Lin Zian tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that what Shan Shiwen said made sense.

Without any hesitation, he pointed directly at Shan Shiwen: "Ahhh..."

Then you help me wash it, I don’t want this bad guy.

Shan Shiwen looked at Shan Shile and said, "So, can you let him go?"

Shan Shile met his somewhat complacent gaze, chuckled, and let go of his hand: "As expected of my brother, you are really good at scheming."

He has his own way of being a good person.

"Mutual." Shan Shiwen took Lin Zian, picked him up with one hand, picked up the bucket full of water, and walked to the back of the tent.

After Shan Shiwen took off all of Lin Zian's clothes, he began to pour water on him with his hands: "Are you cold?"

He found that the little zombie's originally bluish-gray skin seemed to be changing into normal human skin. Was it because he ate the crystal core?

Lin Zian shook his head and said, “It’s not cold.”

Shan Shiwen found a bath ball from the space, squeezed the shower gel into it and rubbed out a lot of bubbles before starting to help Lin Zian wash his body.

Lin Zian looked at the bubbles that suddenly appeared on the bath ball and couldn't help but blow them playfully.

"Ouch!"

Look at it, it's fun!!

Shan Shiwen chuckled and poked Lin Zian's slightly bulging belly because he had just eaten. His eyes were almost gentle: "Very cute."

Lin Zian stared blankly at Shan Shiwen's smile: "Oh..."

You look good when you smile.

Shan Shile, who was on the other side, heard Lin Zian's joyful cry, curled his lips, and muttered sourly: "Are you so happy?"

Little heartless.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked towards the tent, and finally couldn't help but walked over.

Shan Shiwen looked at Shan Shile who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but frowned. He blocked Lin Zian and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Lin Zian looked at Shan Shile through Shan Shiwen, and his originally happy tone changed: "Ahhh..."

So, what are you doing here?

Shan Shile walked forward and stood aside calmly, saying, "I'm afraid that something dangerous will suddenly attack, so I came here to protect you."

He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."

Shan Shiwen saw through the situation but didn't say anything. He quickly washed Lin Zian and helped him dress, then he took a quick shower himself.

However, they then began to face another difficult problem.

"Who will the little zombie sleep with?" Shan Shile asked.

Shan Shiwen's face was calm: "He likes me more."

So he would just be with me.

"You are very confident." Shan Shile turned to look at Lin Zian, narrowed his eyes, and said dangerously: "Who do you choose, little zombie? If you choose him, hehe..."

Lin Zian buried his head directly in Shan Shiwen's arms, arched his head hard, and pretended not to see Shan Shile's dangerous eyes.

"Just because you've found a backer, you can do whatever you want, right?" Shan Shile stretched out his hand to pull out Lin Zian, who didn't give him any face at all, but Shan Shiwen raised his hand to block him.

"If you don't change your temper, he will always be afraid of you."

Shan Shile disagreed: "What's wrong with being afraid of me? Why do I need this little zombie's likes?"

It's just a fun toy.

His tone suddenly became impatient: "Give him to me quickly, I caught him."

Shan Shiwen raised his eyes and looked at Shan Shile without any emotion: "Can you be more mature? If you like it, then you like it. Why are you so resistant? You have to regret it after you make a mistake, right?"

"How could I possibly like him?!" Shan Shile's expression of impatience froze on his face, and he said dryly, "I just think he's interesting."

Shan Shiwen's words were very sarcastic: "I didn't say you like him."

You can find your own seat.

Shan Shile cursed irritably, then picked up his cigarette and started smoking without saying a word.

Who the hell likes this little zombie? His taste is not as strong as Dan Shiwen’s, a beast who won’t even let a zombie go.

Shan Shiwen glanced at Shan Shile, then picked up Lin Zian and returned to the tent.

Don’t blame him for not reminding him. It would be better if he didn’t realize it, so that no one would snatch the little zombie from him.

"Aren't you sleepy? Don't you zombies need to sleep?" After asking, Shan Shiwen felt that he had asked a stupid question.

He touched Lin Zian's soft belly, his Adam's apple rolled, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zian's eyes lit up: "Ah...hungry..."

I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve digested what I just ate.

Shan Shile, who had just finished smoking and walked into the tent, suddenly heard Lin Zian speak. He immediately strode forward and said in a surprised tone: "He spoke, did I hear it right?"

He was obviously asking Shan Shiwen.

Shan Shiwen ignored him. The calm expression on his face disappeared. He held Lin Zian's face, looked at him directly and said, "Say it again?"

Shan Shile also stared at Lin Zian without blinking.

As expected, they were not disappointed and Lin Zian actually spoke.

He touched his stomach and said in a stuttering voice: "Hungry...eat..."

Lin Zian then slowly realized that he seemed to be able to speak and no longer had to scream.

Shan Shiwen and Shan Shile looked at each other, a solemn look flashing across their eyes.