Chapter 8:

It's over, are you going to die?
She don't become a zombie...
Is it too late to turn on the gas now? Why don't you just drink diesel?
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed in Jiang Miaomiao's mind. Lu Qiming suddenly walked out when he was weighing how to die quickly and without pain.
She quickly grabbed him.
"What are you doing? There are zombies down there!"
"Look at the situation first."
Lu Qiming walked to the stairs as he said, poking his head out and looking down.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't dare to stay in the room alone, and followed him out.
In the living room, the golden half-butt was wandering, looking for the figure of the enemy.
Lu Qiming whispered: "There is only one..."
"Is one not enough? How many do you want?"
Lu Qiming suddenly untied the sheets.
Jiang Miaomiao asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?"
"Grab it."
"Huh? You're crazy!" She couldn't help raising the volume, afraid of being spotted by the golden half-butt, and then quickly lowered it. "How can you hold it? You can see that its hands can be moved like this Just a monster who is not afraid of pain, don't go to death!"
"Who said I'm going." Lu Qiming poked her shoulder, grinning, "I'm tired, you go."
Jiang Miaomiao closed her mouth and turned away.
He stretched out his hand to drag her back.
"You don't need to do too much, do you see that staircase? Just stand on it and call it."
The corners of her mouth twitched, "Call it, do you think I am the King of Silver Horn?"
Lu Qiming said: "Just listen to me. If you can't catch it, I will chop off my head and use it as a stool for you."
Jiang Miaomiao rolled his eyes wildly, "I don't want your stinky head, let go."
"Really not? It will be found in three minutes at most."
"Come up when you come up."
She is going to drink diesel now, three minutes is enough to poison herself.
Jiang Miaomiao pushed away his hand, turned and walked towards the room.
Only when Lu Qiming whispered a word of sorry behind his back, he jumped into the air, hugged him horizontally, and threw it on the stairs.
She fell into a pain in her and wanted to rush back to fight him desperately. At this moment, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Jin's half-butt, so he bit his head and shouted.
"Golden half hip!"
Jin half-butt would naturally not agree, but when he found her, he stretched out the arm that was pierced by the chair leg and ran towards her.
He was a flexible fat man, running faster than a dog, and in a blink of an eye he was under the stairs.
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't run away from him at all, thinking that he was dead, but saw the bed sheet falling down, just covering the golden half hip. Lu Qiming soared into the air, like a big Peng spreading his wings, naked. He jumped down the stairs naked and threw him to the ground.
"Find the rope!" He hugged the golden half-butt hard and drank.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't have the time to think about anything else. He did what he said and rushed into the basement to find a rope.
The rope was not found, only a plastic skipping rope she was going to use for fitness and passing time.
She returned to the living room with the skipping rope, Jin Half-butt was too strong, and Lu Qiming was almost unable to hold it.
"give!"
Lu Qiming took the skipping rope and quickly tied it to the golden half-butt. The skipping rope, which was originally only 2.8 meters in length, was abruptly tied by him to a length of four or five meters.
After confirming that the opponent's head was wrapped under the bed sheet, his hands and feet were also by the skipping rope, and unable to move, he wrapped the skipping rope behind Jin's half hip and tied a knot.
Lu Qiming was tired and sweating profusely, lying on the floor on his back.
Jiang Miaomiao looked at the open door and the zombies in the courtyard, and hurriedly rushed to close the door. The furniture was piled up one by one, blocking the door firmly.
After getting these things done, she was almost exhausted, but there was one most important thing she didn't do-she ran to Lu Qiming's side and hit him with a hammer!
"Asshole! Asshole! Threw me down!"
Fortunately, she was not bitten, otherwise she would be a zombie now!
Lu Qiming was out of strength, and held her hand softly.
"Stop hammering, you won't hurt me again."
Makes sense.
She picked up her chair as a weapon, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Qiming stood up and explained.
"I just threw you down because I was sure you would have nothing to do. If I was not sure, I would definitely not do it."
"Don't follow suit."
"It's not an afterthought, really, I swear! If there is a lie, let me be gnawed by zombies so that there are no bones left, okay?"
Jiang Miaomiao hesitated when he sweared so poisonously.
In just a couple of seconds, she accidentally saw the guy hanging down from him, shocked that the chair fell, and quickly turned aside her face.
"Hurry up and get dressed."
Lu Qiming escaped, ran back upstairs and put on the dried flower chubby again, washed his face again, and then went downstairs.
The head of the golden half-buttock was completely covered by a sheet, so he could hear and not see, lying on the ground twisted like a big fat insect.
Jiang Miaomiao stood by, feeling at a loss for it. When Lu Qiming came down, he said, "Throw it out quickly."
Lu Qiming opened a bottle of Coke and leaned back on the table to drink.
"Why throw it out? Keep it."
"Do you keep it for you to feed?" She didn't want to be in the same room with the zombies, she had to worry about every minute.
Lu Qiming closed the bottle cap and blinked at her.
"Keep it for a big use."
He went to look for tools again, found a roll of scotch tape, tied the golden half buttocks a few more times to make it completely firm, then kicked the utility room door behind the kitchen, threw it in, and locked the door.
Jiang Miaomiao really couldn't understand, why did he have to leave a zombie in the house, what if he came out that day to bite someone?
By the way, he has been wrestling with them personally just now, hasn't he been injured?
Lu Qiming noticed her questioning gaze and immediately squatted on the ground and screamed.
"My body hurts so much."
"Huh? Where did you bite?"
Is it too late to get out now?
"Here."
He stretched out a hand.
Jiang Miaomiao looked left and right, "There is no wound."
"The one who was smashed by the chair, of course, has no wounds, it is all internal injuries.
She then reacted and got up and kicked him.
"you deserve it."
After speaking, go and sit in a chair.
Lu Qiming squatted on the ground pretending to be pitiful.
"My head hurts. Did I get a concussion?"
"I'm so hungry, I don't know if anyone is willing to cook a bowl of noodles for me."
"Oh, it's hard to be a man, but even harder to be a man. He has done so many things, but he is still rejected."
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't bear it, stood up suddenly, threatening him viciously.
"If you speak again, I will die with you!"
Lu Qiming shut his mouth with awareness, and made a zipper motion on his lips, then looked at her innocently with his big eyes open.
Jiang Miaomiao went upstairs blankly, walked into the bedroom, and locked the door.
After the struggle, she was exhausted from sweat. She went to the bathroom to pour half a basin of cold water, wiped it with a towel, got into the bed and closed her eyes and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took before Lu Qiming came knocking on the door.
"I made fried rice with ham sausage and came out to eat."
Jiang Miaomiao opened his eyes and his nose was sour.
He is so annoying that he can't wait to pour into his mouth when he talks, but sometimes he treats her well.
How could there be such annoying guys in the world? It's a pity that the original author didn't let him be the protagonist.
She was muffled, and Lu Qiming went downstairs and returned after a while.
"Can I go in? I'll bring the food for you, so let's go to bed after eating."
Jiang Miaomiao sneaked over on tiptoe, unlocked the door, slipped back into the quilt and said coldly, "Come in."
Lu Qiming opened the door, with fried rice in his hand, with a gentle expression.
"You are also tired during the day. You need to replenish your energy. Don't starve your body. Get up and eat."
She snorted coldly and turned aside from him.
"I don't eat what you cook. I am a vicious woman unworthy."
"Eat or eat, I made them all, you will feel sad if you don't eat."
Lu Qiming softly persuaded that he even had to feed her with his own hands, and let her down the steps. Jiang Miaomiao reluctantly sat up and ate his egg fried rice.
I have to say that his fried rice skill is really top-notch. Obviously, using the same ingredients, the fried rice is more fragrant than hers.
Lu Qiming sat next to her, watching her, and pouring her some water, reminding her from time to time like a daughter-in-law.
"Eat slowly, don't choke."
Jiang Miaomiao's face was silent, and she was very surprised.
Could it be that he was beaten and transgendered?
Violence really works.
Halfway through the meal, Lu Qiming started to have something to say.
"Is this meal delicious?"
"Well."
"How am I to you?"
"Okay."
"We are now the only friends of each other, right? And we share life and death together. If I get sick, it will not be good to infect you."
She raised her head warily, a grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth.
"what do you want to say?"
Lu Qiming helped her remove the rice grains and sighed.
"My bed sheet was used by Jin's half buttocks, and Xia Liang's quilt was also soiled. It has been very cold at night these days, and the air-conditioning is not available. Can you... give me a separate bed?"
Jiang Miaomiao never thought that someone would live in, so he prepared few quilts. Get rid of those for him, only the two beds he sleeps in.
A mattress, a bed cover, no change or wash.
If there is only one bed left... how cold the night is.
She immediately refused, "No."
"I know you won't agree, it's really too cold to sleep in a bed. Otherwise, we both sleep together, I promise not to touch..."
Jiang Miaomiao interrupted before finishing speaking.
"rogue!"
Lu Qiming spoke in a good voice for so long, only to get such a comment, and he was a little unhappy.
"Who would play rogue on a tablet computer?"
Tablet computer... Jiang Miaomiao held his chest and his eyes turned black with breath, and patted the unfinished fried rice on his face.
"Get out!"
Lu Qiming turned his head and left.
She was not full yet, but she was full of anger, and went to sleep wrapped in a warm quilt.
In the middle of the night, the cold air came quietly.
Jiang Miaomiao got up to the bathroom, but found that the person next door didn't seem to go to sleep.
Was she scolded away?
She walked out lightly, and saw that in the living room, the man made a fire with an iron bucket, sitting next to him with his naked back curled up, looking pitiful.
He has no clothes and no quilt.
He cooked for her to eat.
Jiang Miaomiao's heart softened and called to him, and walked into the room without closing the door.
Lu Qiming came in quickly, stood in the dark and said:
"I only sleep a little bit."
She didn't speak, but moved a little aside.
"Thank you."
He lifted the quilt and got in, air-conditioning in his mouth.
Due to his considerable weight, the mattress sank obviously.
What a pig... Jiang Miaomiao complained in his heart, accidentally touched his arm, and found that it was as cold as ice, and silently kicked the quilt towards him.