Ning Shu looked up at him with a half-smile.

"you?"

The man is even more embarrassed.

Ning Shu lowered his head and fiddled with the bonfire.

"Your companions are really unreliable. Fortunately, I haven't left yet. If I had left, you would probably have to feed the zombies."

Steamed Bun was shaking the hair on his body wildly, trying to get rid of all the zombie smell on his body.

It just stinks.

For dogs with sensitive noses, this is a torture.

The man just thought that Mantou was the pet dog of the savior in front of him and didn't pay much attention to it.

"My name is Wei Dong, and I went to the garage with my companions to find some gasoline. Who knows, zombies surrounded us."

"If you hadn't taken action, my benefactor, we would probably..."

"It's just a piece of cake. By the way, tell me what happened here. Start from the beginning and explain everything in detail."

Wei Dong immediately became embarrassed.

Micromanaging?

Do you also need to tell me how to go to the toilet?
Chapter completed!