Chapter 3825 This Zombie Is a Little Cute (18)

After a few seconds, Su Qiao withdrew his hand very resolutely, ignoring his disappointed eyes at all.

"Don't think about sucking too much, just three drops a day, otherwise I'll be sucked dry, and you'll never have to suck. You have to know how to keep water flowing and have a long-term vision, you know?"

"Joe...Joe..." The man seemed to know that reading this would soften her heart, grabbing her hand and starting to cry softly again.

Unfortunately, in the face of excessive blood loss, Su Qiao's heart was as hard as iron.

"Han, you should still be called Han in the future!"

The man blinked, but didn't respond.

[Host, is it because he is a zombie and has just woken up, so his tongue is stiff and unable to speak? 】

"Even so, can you always say one word?"

Didn't he know the word 'xiang' just now, and the word for Qiao?

Su Qiao pointed at him, "You, Han, Han, Han, talk about it and take a look."

The man tilted his head and thought for a while, with an innocent look on his face, he also pointed at Su Qiao: "Joe."

Su Qiao nodded: "Yes, me, Joe."

Then he pointed at him again: "You, cold, cold."

The man frowned slightly, then pointed to his nose: "Cold."

Seeing that he finally figured it out, Su Qiao became happy and touched his head encouragingly: "Yes, that's really smart."

"I have to deal with my wound."

Su Qiao climbed onto the mat and sat down, and immediately took out a simple medical kit from her backpack, pulled up her torn sleeves, prepared disinfectant powder, and then bandaged the wound.

As a result, after drying the blood stains, I found that...

I don't know if it was because of the continuous effect of strengthening the economy, or because the man had added it before, the blood at the wound had stopped long ago, and the wound had healed, leaving only a red flesh scar.

"Did I deal with it too slowly? So it's all healed."

[If the wound was still there, I would have reminded you long ago. 】

444 didn't find it strange at all.

Because when Su Qiao fell, the strengthening energy in his body had not been completely absorbed.

This little wound, of course, is not a problem.

"Okay! It's a good thing anyway."

Su Qiao took off the dirty and torn coat, took a new one from the backpack and went out to change it, then went to carry over the backpacks of the dead power users, and flipped through the contents.

Eating, waiting, everything is neat and tidy.

These people, it is estimated that they have not had time to use it, and they have received the lunch.

Su Qiao got up, dragged another sleeping cabin cushion, and put it aside.

Then he pulled the man over, pointed to the pad, and made another sleep move: "You, sleep."

Han seemed to understand, but instead of lying down, he turned around, walked to Su Qiao's cushion, and lay down slowly.

"No, you, go over there and sleep in your own bed." Su Qiao thought he didn't understand, pointed to the cushion over there, and explained carefully.

The man pointed to the cushion under him, "Cold."

Where the prey is, he will be there.

If he ran away, he wouldn't be able to find such a sweet, cute and playful prey.

Su Qiao didn't know the real thoughts of this guy who likes to be in a daze in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This is the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

He's here, can she sleep? Can you practice with peace of mind?

Are you not afraid of turning into a mummified corpse?

[Cultivation, let me keep an eye on you, he probably won't do anything. 】

Seeing the man lying upright on his mat with his hands obediently on his stomach, Su Qiao had no choice but to sigh and sit cross-legged to one side.

"Wait, by the way, did you see who pushed me behind my back when I fell?"