The zombie outside the front window pressed its half-rotted face against the glass and dragged broken nails down the pane, leaving dark streaks across the surface.
Lingyun's arms tightened around Rouxi almost as a reflex to make sure that she was safe, before he made himself loosen them again.
She was still sitting across his lap, warm and happy, and the last thing he wanted to do was let her go.
But killing waited for no one and apparently, the zombies agreed with him.
The dead at the door banged again, not being at all considerate considering they had already ruined his plans for snacks, threats, and the very serious argument he had been preparing about why Rouxi should remain exactly where she was for the rest of the evening.
Even while he was thinking about all the ways he and his cock could convince her, another body slammed into the front door.
