The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

The little zombie bit his clothes, slowly raised his head, and looked at him with those empty eyes.

The big eyelashes of the little zombie's eyes are long and warped, and under the small nose, the shape of the small mouth biting his clothes is also extremely beautiful.

If she was still a normal person, those big eyes must be full of water and sparkling light.

Yi Chen swallowed his throat slowly, and slowly put down the dagger in his hand.

"Release." His voice was hoarse.

The little zombie couldn't understand what he was saying, but subconsciously bit harder.

Yi Chen stretched out his hand, hesitated, and rubbed his hand on the little zombie's head.

The hair was soft and soft, as if it had just been washed.

No wonder it was different from other zombies, it turned out to be just infected.

The clothes on his shoulders fell, Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt something was wrong. He looked down... He almost didn't smile.

Okay.

The little zombie was a little short, and he was still standing on tiptoes while biting the clothes on his shoulders.

It may be that it was a little uncomfortable to stand on tiptoe for a long time, and he couldn't control his standing, so his clothes fell down.

Yi Chen pinched the little zombie's jaw, forcing her to open her mouth and loosen her clothes.

The little zombie was stunned, and with a sigh, he was about to bite him again!

Yi Chen pinched her jaw in time to stop her movement.

With one hand, he took out a thick mask from the supplies he had just found, and put it on her, making sure that even if it were a bite, the little baby teeth would not break the mask, so he relaxed a little.

Just as he loosened up a little, the little zombie rushed up to bite him again.

Still in the position on the shoulder, still only bit his clothes.

Yi Chen raised an eyebrow lightly and looked at her.

A few more times, I'm afraid his clothes will be bitten.

The little zombie's teeth were grinding, and there was only one mouthful of fabric. It didn't bite the meat she wanted to bite, and it automatically loosened.

Then, he jumped up again and sighed.

Through a thick layer of mask, he only bit Yi Chen's clothes.

She wrinkled her little nose in disgust, gave up the 'flesh' that exuded an alluring scent in front of her, turned around and left.

Zombies are very smart.

If I can't bite this meat, I want to bite another bite.

However, that piece of 'meat' stopped her.

Yi Chen's hands were extremely strong, he pulled the small zombie's delicate but cold wrist, and his voice was low, "Want to leave?"

The little zombie couldn't speak, and roared fiercely at his milk, as if in a demonstration.

Yi Chenmou suppressed his emotions, quickly pulled out a piece of clothing, used his supernatural powers to tear a long strip of cloth, and tied the little zombie's wrist to his own two or three times.

In order to facilitate the activities, a little distance is deliberately left in the middle.

The little zombie tried a few times, but couldn't get away, so he had to pounce on the fragrant 'meat' in front of him again.

Yi Chen frowned slightly, glanced at the little zombie biting his clothes on his shoulder, and looked down, sure enough, he was on tiptoe.

This time, he smiled.

Ignoring the staring eyes of the little zombie, who seemed to be staring at him, he pinched the soft little face through the mask.

His lips moved, and he spit out a word, "Stupid."

He raised his wrist and raised it in front of the little zombie, "Bite this."

The weather was a bit cold, and he was wearing a thick woolen coat. Anyway, wherever he bites, he bites the clothes, it makes no difference.

The little zombie finally loosened the clothes on his shoulders, snorted, and was about to bite Yi Chen's wrist, but when he came to his head, he wrinkled his nose and sniffed.