"Brother, do you want me to nibble on you, or would you rather I offer you to our emperor, so the emperor can nibble on you?"
Song Wenwen flashed a smile at Song Ning, lightly placing her fingers on Song Ning's shoulder.
Song Ning: ...
Ha, he'd rather be nibbled by a human girl.
But he didn't dare say it, fearing his little sister would peel his skin off.
"Are you okay?"
As the car came to a stop, a black motorcycle pulled up next to it.
Zhang Yiming, wearing a helmet that only revealed his eyes, looked into the car, his gaze pausing momentarily on Song Wenwen.
He could sense that the one beside Xiao Niu was a powerful zombie.
Knowing that the brainwaves belonged to Xiao Lan Zombie, who had ties with the Bai Family, he originally wasn't going to come over. But when the car made a sudden turn, Zhang Yiming became worried about Xiao Niu's safety.
"I'm fine, why did you come out?"
