Yan Ge tilted his head and stared at his side and asked, "Did you fight with Gou Huo today?"

Gouzi was silent.

Silence is everything.

Yange did not expect him to answer, "What kind of resentment do you two have? I'm kind of curious. If there are no people around, can't you tell me?"

"No resentment and no resentment." Gouzi looked at the eyes ahead, for a moment was slightly confused and confused.

He repeated: "No resentment."

However, when I saw him, I wanted to kill each other.

Yange: "Forget it, if you don't say it, don't talk about me, why do you perfuse me like this?"

Gouzi did not respond.

Yan Ge touched his bald head: "Why are the zombies in Qingcheng concentrated under the ground?"

"Zombies rely on hearing and smell to discern food. Some people think that zombies are concentrated under the ground. Zombies can't be seen if they can't hear them.

Yange seemed to understand and said, "It's better to wipe them out than to get them under the ground."

Gouzi whispered: "Probably there is no ability to destroy."

After all, not everyone has a sweeping broom like hers.

Yange heard the words and immediately felt complacent: "God, what big trouble I have solved for you this time, is there any reward?"

Gouzi was silent for a moment: "Reward me to you."

Yan Ge reached out his hand again, and touched his bald head compassionately: "This bald head can be a big light bulb."

Gouzi: ...

She asked, "Don't you say that your hair is shaved? Why didn't you see it grow?"

The so-called shaving is his layer of shame. Maybe it's still bald.

Gouzi was carrying her, his footsteps slowly slowed, and the corners of his lips were slightly tilted. There seemed to be a starburst in the depths of his eyes. Therefore, the entire face looked very soft, without the usual killing spirit.

Even after hearing her say that, he didn't get angry.

"With the potion, if you don't use the potion, it will grow a layer after two or three days. The old shave is too troublesome, so if you use the potion, your hair will not grow in one year."

Song of Yan: "Well, you are the parents of the skin, how can you think of it."

She didn't believe him at all, huh! She wouldn't be a panman and would go home with a light bulb.

"Father's parents?" He slowly chewed the words, thoughtfully.

Yange: "That lively hair is very good, dense and dark, and there is a sense of presence. Hey, do you know his origin? Every time I see him, I feel like he is an extraordinary man, nothing like it Only zombies. "

Gou Zi's raised lips gradually pulled down.

He bowed his head silently, staring at his toes who kept walking forward.

Yan Song: "Why don't you talk?"

Gouzi: "My hair looks pretty."

Yan Song: ... Is this a memory of his own past?

Alas, baldness is indeed a sad thing.

Yange patted his head: "Don't be sad, I'll make a wig for you someday."

She has great skills in weaving wigs.

Gouzi: ... Thank you, no need!

"What do you want to eat at night?" He asked. "Hungry now, would you like to have a snack?"

Yan Ge yawned, "I'm not hungry, and I'm a bit tired."

"Sleeping for a while, rest assured that nothing will happen."

"Ok."

Yange lay on his wide back, resting his head on his shoulder.

The only benefit of a flat chest is that such close contact will not make you panic.