Qin Yizheng was missing someone, but he didn't know that someone was also missing her.

There is a light blue hand on his shoulder, which is very beautiful. Although it is not human white, it has long fingers.

"Xiao Qi, we are leaving." Ze Ning had another mature face.

Qin Yi laughed in his heart. This Ze Ning was also really interesting. As long as he was in front of outsiders, he always looked like a young and mature, obviously and privately, like a cute and coquettish cat.

The corner of Qin Yi's mouth was slightly raised, and his phoenix eyes looked like a vast galaxy.

Ze Ning was taken aback. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little hot on her face, but he was a zombie, so he would feel it.

Ze Ning was a little confused.

"Let's go." Qin Yi said lightly.

Before Moonfall came to tell Ze Ning that Dr. Lin wanted to host a dinner party and Qing Jue expressed his apologies out of guilt. Now they are going to Qing Jue's yurt.

Qin Yi sighed secretly, afraid that he would be uneasy tonight.

However, she likes it.

"Oh, good." Ze Ning came back to her senses, but she was still a little confused, what happened to him.

Although it was a dinner party, all the zombies at level 7 and above were present. Qin Yi followed Ze Ning, and there was a burst of laughter when he entered.

She glanced at it secretly. This dinner party was very similar to the ancient banquet. The zombie Wang Qingjue sat aloft, Dr. Lin smiled and sat on his lower right hand, and the other zombies were sitting below.

The levels are clear.

Dr. Lin didn't know what he said, Qing Jue laughed aloud on the side, but he saw Ze Ning sharply, and immediately said loudly, "Ze Ning, come here, sit here."

Qing Jue refers to his left hand side, this position represents the supreme glory, that is, apart from the zombie Wang Qingjue, the most noble person here is Ze Ning.

Ze Ning's pretty face was tight, and she said respectfully, "Okay, Wang."

Qin Yi lowered his head and followed Ze Ning silently, but suddenly felt his eyes fall on her, chilling.

When she raised her head, she bumped into a pair of slowly smiling eyes, but the blooming eyes of March spring made her feel the cold winter of December.

Yes, Dr. Lin.

Thousands of thoughts whizzed through Qin Yi's mind, but on his face he was only a promise, panicked, and was so timid.

"This little zombie is very interesting." Dr. Lin glanced at Qin Yi who was a little dull with interest, and the moderately thick lips raised, Jun Yaswen.

Qing Jue took a look and found that Dr. Lin was looking at the servant next to Ze Ning, a servant. Qing Jue said without thinking, "Since Lin you like it, I will let him come to you."

Qing Jue didn't mean to ask Ze Ning at all, and decided directly.

Ze Ning stood up with a touch, a little panic between her eyebrows, "Wang, Xiao Qi has been with me for so long, I..."

Although Ze Ning didn't finish her words, Qing Jue knew what he meant, and Ze Ning couldn't bear this zombie.

Qing Jue couldn't understand it, or even what he couldn't bear. It was just a servant, and most of them were zombies.

"Ze Ning, don't make trouble, it's rare that Lin likes a zombie so much, so you can reluctantly cut your love."

Qing Jue glanced at Ze Ning vaguely, don't mess around, we still expect him to cure the debilitating period.

Ze Ning glanced aggrievedly at Qing Jue, and then whispered, "All right."

Then he pushed Qin Yi outside, gritted his teeth, "Little Qi, you still follow Dr. Lin."