The Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss [ Danmei MTL ]

25: I hate it, bah

The night passed, and the abilities of the few people in the team were almost recovered. 

They just sat on the ground all night and didn't get a good rest, and their eyes were a little dark, especially the yellow hair who was in charge of driving and was very tense all day.

Cheng Yuan believed that he was the one who had the best rest. 

After all, he could nest in Qin Xiaohan's arms, and the space was large enough. 

Qin Xiaohan also held his big face with his palm, which was quite soundproof.

In the middle of the night, the child was crying and he didn't wake up. It was only in the morning that he heard someone complaining that the child's crying attracted zombies.

Cheng Yuan rubbed Qin Xiaohan's chin with his big face plate, and the petals scraped on the light blue stubble, which felt very comfortable.

It feels like being held by my dad, so I feel safe.

"Boss." He Yang yawned.

It was only six o'clock, but the sun came out early in the summer, and the sun was already streaming in through the curtains, and the room on the seventh floor was very bright.

Qin Xiaohan hugged the sunflower and waved to Huang Mao.

"Boss!" Huang Mao ran over holding his backpack.

"Well. Eat something and go." Qin Xiaohan reached into the backpack, put the supplies in it, and took out two bottles of water and a bag of bread. 

Cheng Yuan's favor and hooked Qin Xiaohan's arm with a leaf. 

When he unscrewed the bottle cap, he couldn't wait to put the tip of the leaf close to him, wanting to get in and drink water.

Thirsty!

However, the mouth of the mineral water bottle was too small, and the sunflower leaves were too big and chubby. 

Cheng Yuan couldn't drink it at all, and was so anxious that his face was rubbing against Qin Xiaohan's chin.

"What's the hurry?" Qin Xiaohan gently flicked the sunflower leaves with his fingers and poured the mineral water into the flowerpot. 

This time, he poured a full bottle.

Cheng Yuan tried his best to drink water. The water in the flowerpot was two centimeters higher than the mud at first, but it was all absorbed in a while, and the mud was moist.

However, there is a hollow space under this flower pot, and some water Cheng Yuan leaked out from the bottom before he could drink it.

Ah, getting Qin Xiaohan's sleeve wet...

Cheng Yuan lowered his head in shame.

Qin Xiaohan pinched its leaves, "It's my fault, is thirsty for Yuan Yuan?"

No...

Cheng Yuan's cheeks were hot.

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded, "Tsk, what a waste."

Cheng Yuan almost immediately felt a cold aura emanating from Qin Xiaohan's body, which was quite cool in the summer. 

It looked up and saw the green-haired brother Wang staring at it badly, the focus was on Qin Xiaohan's wet sleeves.

With Brother Wang's voice, other people who had just woken up also looked over and noticed this situation, and suddenly there was a commotion.

When they first moved in here, there were plenty of supplies.