After Yan Ci pulled the person back, he kicked the frontmost zombie out.
Yan Ci’s strength was considerable; the kicked zombie collided with the ones rushing from behind and together tumbled down from the railing.
After kicking, Yan Ci closed the door.
Ruan Qing looked at the closed door, a hint of regret passing through his eyes.
If only he had been pulled out by the short-haired woman just now.
He had props to temporarily immobilize zombies, allowing him to leave with the short-haired woman without fulfilling the promise he made with Yan Ci.
However, the door was now closed, and he had no chance to leave.
Just a moment ago, the thin man and the short-haired woman were standing very close, and to others, it didn’t seem like the thin man intentionally pushed her. It happened because the entrance was narrow, and in the chaos, they collided, causing the short-haired woman to be pushed out.
Even the short-haired woman thought it was her own haste.
But a bearded man behind saw it differently.
He wanted to say something but ultimately clenched his fist, saying nothing.
The floor was tiled and relatively smooth; the short-haired woman didn’t get injured from the fall.
She stood up, grateful, and bowed to Ruan Qing, speaking incoherently, “Thank you, thank you so much.”
“If it weren’t for you, I might have...”
“Really, thank you.” The short-haired woman almost sobbed as she expressed her gratitude to Ruan Qing, almost kneeling.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, ultimately shaking his head. “As long as everyone is okay.”
After Yan Ci locked the door, he reached out and grabbed Ruan Qing’s arm, lightly pinching near his elbow through the clothes.
The force was not heavy, even very light.
But Ruan Qing’s brows lightly furrowed.
Clearly, it was because his arm had been pulled painfully when he dragged the short-haired woman just now.
Ruan Qing knew that his hand had been pulled but not dislocated, just stretched, not affecting its use.
However, when Yan Ci saw his slightly furrowed brows, a shadow filled his eyes, and his tone turned icy, “If you dare to pull someone again, I’ll kill the person you’re pulling.”
Ruan Qing’s initially intended struggling hand stiffened slightly, and he didn’t dare to pull it back, fearing he might anger Yan Ci and he would really kill the short-haired woman.
Fortunately, Yan Ci released Ruan Qing’s hand after speaking and walked into the living room with a cold face, followed by the others.
The house Yan Ci chose was a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, which seemed to be inhabited by only one person, who had already turned into a zombie.
Although there shouldn’t be any danger in the room, Yan Ci still checked every room to make sure there were no zombies before returning to the living room.
Although there was no signal on the phone, the electricity in the residential building was still available temporarily.
Ruan Qing found a charging cable on the table in the living room and charged his phone.
Others’ phones didn’t have much battery left, but no one went to grab the charging cable from Ruan Qing.
They all stayed quietly in the corner, afraid of being directly kicked out by Yan Ci.
Ruan Qing turned on his phone and looked at the task interface. The zombies were all killed by Yan Ci and were not counted on him, so the number of zombies killed by him remained at zero.
Yan Ci indeed had a love-brain, his mind full of those things, and he was very domineering. It was too dangerous to follow him.
Just as Ruan Qing sat on the sofa, lost in thought, someone came beside him. A tall figure happened to block the light, completely enveloping Ruan Qing in shadow.
Ruan Qing subconsciously raised his head. It was Yan Ci.
However, before Ruan Qing could react, his wrist was grabbed by Yan Ci, and then he was dragged into the adjacent guest room by Yan Ci.
The moment the two entered the room, the door to the guest room was closed, completely blocking the view of the people outside.
Ruan Qing felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the closed door, instinctively wanting to run. But he forcibly stopped his impulse to run, just standing stiffly in place.
After closing the door behind him with a twist of his hand, Yan Ci released Ruan Qing’s hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, then took off his coat.
Yan Ci didn’t take his eyes off Ruan Qing while undressing, his deep gaze seemingly bottomless.
Ruan Qing subconsciously took two steps back.
As Yan Ci finished undressing, he walked toward Ruan Qing with an undeniable sense of oppression.
Seeing this, Ruan Qing retreated again, panic and confusion evident in his beautiful eyes. Yet Yan Ci didn’t stop, slowly approaching the slender and fragile young man, step by step.
Ruan Qing soon found himself with no way to retreat because he had backed up to the edge of the bed.
Glancing back at the bed behind him, Ruan Qing could only straighten his body, standing stiffly in place, allowing Yan Ci to approach him.
He slightly lowered his gaze, and his long eyelashes trembled like wings, forming a beautiful arc under his eyes, carrying a hint of helplessness.
Yan Ci observed the young man, who offered no resistance, with a slight lowering of his own gaze.
The young man’s silky, soft hair fell across his forehead, and his delicate and bewitching face was so fair that it seemed almost translucent, breathtaking in its beauty.
Whether out of fear of him or anticipation of what would happen next, the young man’s face showed a mix of confusion and helplessness. Yet, he could only purse his lips, standing stiffly in place.
It gave off an illusion of obedience, as if he could be at Yan Ci’s mercy.
Yan Ci’s dark thoughts in the depths of his heart grew wildly like untamed grass, to the point where he felt a bit disoriented.
In the past, he only wanted to become stronger, and after the apocalypse, his ambitions grew even bolder, aspiring to be the king of the post-apocalyptic world.
But now, none of that seemed to matter.
Because this young master completely occupied his mind, and his ambitions turned into a desire to bully the young man.
In the past, he had always scoffed when people said he was a love brain.
But now, it seemed like his mind was filled entirely with thoughts of this young master, like he’s got a lovesick brain.
Now, all he wanted was to build a castle for this delicate young master, hiding him away.
He wanted his eyes to only see him, his world to only be about him.
He wanted him entirely for himself.
A lovesick brain didn’t seem bad either, because it’s more thrilling than becoming the king of this world.
More thrilling than when he first gained freedom.
Even without raising his head, Ruan Qing could feel Yan Ci’s gaze weighing on him.
It was an unbridled sense of invasion.
Even the oppressive feeling emanating from him didn’t show the slightest restraint, giving off a highly dangerous vibe.
As if carrying a suppressed madness, a slight negligence might lead to a complete eruption of that madness.
Yan Ci lowered his gaze slightly, concealing the expression in his eyes. “What’s your choice?”
“Let me touch, or...”
“Touch me?”
After Yan Ci pulled the person back, he kicked the frontmost zombie out.
Yan Ci’s strength was considerable; the kicked zombie collided with the ones rushing from behind and together tumbled down from the railing.
After kicking, Yan Ci closed the door.
Ruan Qing looked at the closed door, a hint of regret passing through his eyes.
If only he had been pulled out by the short-haired woman just now.
He had props to temporarily immobilize zombies, allowing him to leave with the short-haired woman without fulfilling the promise he made with Yan Ci.
However, the door was now closed, and he had no chance to leave.
Just a moment ago, the thin man and the short-haired woman were standing very close, and to others, it didn’t seem like the thin man intentionally pushed her. It happened because the entrance was narrow, and in the chaos, they collided, causing the short-haired woman to be pushed out.
Even the short-haired woman thought it was her own haste.
But a bearded man behind saw it differently.
He wanted to say something but ultimately clenched his fist, saying nothing.
The floor was tiled and relatively smooth; the short-haired woman didn’t get injured from the fall.
She stood up, grateful, and bowed to Ruan Qing, speaking incoherently, “Thank you, thank you so much.”
“If it weren’t for you, I might have...”
“Really, thank you.” The short-haired woman almost sobbed as she expressed her gratitude to Ruan Qing, almost kneeling.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, ultimately shaking his head. “As long as everyone is okay.”
After Yan Ci locked the door, he reached out and grabbed Ruan Qing’s arm, lightly pinching near his elbow through the clothes.
The force was not heavy, even very light.
But Ruan Qing’s brows lightly furrowed.
Clearly, it was because his arm had been pulled painfully when he dragged the short-haired woman just now.
Ruan Qing knew that his hand had been pulled but not dislocated, just stretched, not affecting its use.
However, when Yan Ci saw his slightly furrowed brows, a shadow filled his eyes, and his tone turned icy, “If you dare to pull someone again, I’ll kill the person you’re pulling.”
Ruan Qing’s initially intended struggling hand stiffened slightly, and he didn’t dare to pull it back, fearing he might anger Yan Ci and he would really kill the short-haired woman.
Fortunately, Yan Ci released Ruan Qing’s hand after speaking and walked into the living room with a cold face, followed by the others.
The house Yan Ci chose was a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, which seemed to be inhabited by only one person, who had already turned into a zombie.
Although there shouldn’t be any danger in the room, Yan Ci still checked every room to make sure there were no zombies before returning to the living room.
Although there was no signal on the phone, the electricity in the residential building was still available temporarily.
Ruan Qing found a charging cable on the table in the living room and charged his phone.
Others’ phones didn’t have much battery left, but no one went to grab the charging cable from Ruan Qing.
They all stayed quietly in the corner, afraid of being directly kicked out by Yan Ci.
Ruan Qing turned on his phone and looked at the task interface. The zombies were all killed by Yan Ci and were not counted on him, so the number of zombies killed by him remained at zero.
Yan Ci indeed had a love-brain, his mind full of those things, and he was very domineering. It was too dangerous to follow him.
Just as Ruan Qing sat on the sofa, lost in thought, someone came beside him. A tall figure happened to block the light, completely enveloping Ruan Qing in shadow.
Ruan Qing subconsciously raised his head. It was Yan Ci.
However, before Ruan Qing could react, his wrist was grabbed by Yan Ci, and then he was dragged into the adjacent guest room by Yan Ci.
The moment the two entered the room, the door to the guest room was closed, completely blocking the view of the people outside.
Ruan Qing felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the closed door, instinctively wanting to run. But he forcibly stopped his impulse to run, just standing stiffly in place.
After closing the door behind him with a twist of his hand, Yan Ci released Ruan Qing’s hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, then took off his coat.
Yan Ci didn’t take his eyes off Ruan Qing while undressing, his deep gaze seemingly bottomless.
Ruan Qing subconsciously took two steps back.
As Yan Ci finished undressing, he walked toward Ruan Qing with an undeniable sense of oppression.
Seeing this, Ruan Qing retreated again, panic and confusion evident in his beautiful eyes. Yet Yan Ci didn’t stop, slowly approaching the slender and fragile young man, step by step.
Ruan Qing soon found himself with no way to retreat because he had backed up to the edge of the bed.
Glancing back at the bed behind him, Ruan Qing could only straighten his body, standing stiffly in place, allowing Yan Ci to approach him.
He slightly lowered his gaze, and his long eyelashes trembled like wings, forming a beautiful arc under his eyes, carrying a hint of helplessness.
Yan Ci observed the young man, who offered no resistance, with a slight lowering of his own gaze.
The young man’s silky, soft hair fell across his forehead, and his delicate and bewitching face was so fair that it seemed almost translucent, breathtaking in its beauty.
Whether out of fear of him or anticipation of what would happen next, the young man’s face showed a mix of confusion and helplessness. Yet, he could only purse his lips, standing stiffly in place.
It gave off an illusion of obedience, as if he could be at Yan Ci’s mercy.
Yan Ci’s dark thoughts in the depths of his heart grew wildly like untamed grass, to the point where he felt a bit disoriented.
In the past, he only wanted to become stronger, and after the apocalypse, his ambitions grew even bolder, aspiring to be the king of the post-apocalyptic world.
But now, none of that seemed to matter.
Because this young master completely occupied his mind, and his ambitions turned into a desire to bully the young man.
In the past, he had always scoffed when people said he was a love brain.
But now, it seemed like his mind was filled entirely with thoughts of this young master, like he’s got a lovesick brain.
Now, all he wanted was to build a castle for this delicate young master, hiding him away.
He wanted his eyes to only see him, his world to only be about him.
He wanted him entirely for himself.
A lovesick brain didn’t seem bad either, because it’s more thrilling than becoming the king of this world.
More thrilling than when he first gained freedom.
Even without raising his head, Ruan Qing could feel Yan Ci’s gaze weighing on him.
It was an unbridled sense of invasion.
Even the oppressive feeling emanating from him didn’t show the slightest restraint, giving off a highly dangerous vibe.
As if carrying a suppressed madness, a slight negligence might lead to a complete eruption of that madness.
Yan Ci lowered his gaze slightly, concealing the expression in his eyes. “What’s your choice?”
“Let me touch, or...”
“Touch me?”
