There are little zombies at home

Chapter 1 01

In the scorching dog days, Zhong Jing was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and his whole body was wrapped up like an alien, sneaking towards the guard room of the community.

The uncle who was guarding the guard room was dozing off drowsily, when he saw Zhong Jing inadvertently, he thought it was a thief from somewhere, and immediately cheered up.

"Get the courier." Zhong Jing looked around, and after making sure that there were no paparazzi nearby, he carefully pulled off his mask, "It's me, Uncle Zhang."

Zhong Jing is a very popular young boy in the entertainment industry. There are always paparazzi outside the community to spy on his every move.In order to avoid the paparazzi, he had to dress up like this. Passers-by thought he was a lunatic, but no one would think that he was Zhong Jing.

"Xiao Zhong!" The uncle narrowed his eyes slightly, finally recognized Zhong Jing, and then pulled his face down again, "Your courier has been here for more than half a month, and it takes up space!"

"I'm busy." Zhong Jing scratched his head embarrassingly, "Otherwise I'll bring you a few more cigarettes next time."

"Okay!" The uncle is an old smoker, and he immediately rolled his eyes when he heard Zhong Jing's words, then bent his back and pulled out a huge box from under the table and handed it to Zhong Jing.

The box is long, but not wide.

Zhong Jing thought it was not heavy, and was almost crushed to the ground by the box as soon as he picked it up.

"Xiao Zhong, what exactly did you buy?" The uncle saw that he was struggling to move the box, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

Zhong Jing blushed, smiled awkwardly, and replied: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect it to be so heavy, the store is honest."

This time he bought his own body pillow online, of course he was embarrassed to tell the old man.

The gate of the community is not a place where you can stay for a long time, so Zhong Jing didn't think much about it, he picked up the box and walked home.

When he got home, Zhong Jing was out of breath. He casually put the box on the ground, but he heard a heavy sound when he didn't want to.

Zhong Jing became more and more puzzled, thinking that maybe the store sent the wrong goods.

So he opened the box three times, five times and two times, and then pulled out a beautiful zombie doll from the thick foam paper.

This zombie doll is very realistic, if the skin is not too smooth to the touch, Zhong Jing would have thought it was a real zombie.

Sure enough, the wrong product was sent.

Zhong Jing smiled wryly, took out his mobile phone and contacted the store——

A treasure user 233: [picture].jpg

User 233 of a certain treasure: You have sent the wrong product, the store. What I want to buy is Zhong Jing's body pillow.

After a long time, Zhong Jing still didn't get a reply from the store, so he had to add another sentence——

User 233 of a certain treasure: If you don’t return or exchange, I will leave a bad review!

This threat was very effective. After a few seconds, Zhong Jing received a message from the store, but the reply made him stare with anger——

666 of a treasure store: Bad reviews are bad reviews. To be honest, I am Zhong Jing’s black fan. Whoever buys his pillows at my house will send stinky socks. Are you afraid of a bad review if you dare to act?hehe!

Smelly socks? !

Let's not talk about this headache-inducing newspaper method, you didn't send me stinky socks at all!

Zhong Jing sighed, and was thinking of exposing this shop, but felt his trouser legs being pulled.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking it was his cat, so he shook his legs and whispered, "Don't make trouble."

After a short pause, Zhong Jing's trouser legs were pulled again, and he immediately lost his temper, raised his foot and stomped hard, saying: "I said, don't make trouble!"

and many more!

Zhong Jing swallowed sharply, where did the cat come from in his house?

Because of filming for a long time, the cat at home has not been picked up after being sent to his parents' house, so what is it that is pulling his trouser legs?

Zhong Jing glanced at his feet, and immediately jumped aside in shock.

The zombie doll, whose eyes were closed just now, has opened its eyes now, and its dark pupils are still looking at him without blinking.

"Roar!" The little zombie yelled at Zhong Jing in a low voice.

Zhong Jing trembled, and not to be outdone, he yelled: "Ah!"

"Ho Ho!" The little zombie was not afraid of Zhong Jing's voice at all, and stood up joyfully, jumped up and down in front of Zhong Jing, "Roar?"

Although the little zombie had only reached Zhong Jing's shoulder, Zhong Jing staggered back two steps due to his fear of unknown creatures.

"Roar~" The little zombie tilted his head, bit his fingers to think about the meaning of Zhong Jing's actions, then pursed his mouth in aggrieved manner, bounced backwards, jumped onto the sofa and squatted, looking very cute.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Jing couldn't bear it, and asked tentatively, "You won't hurt me, right?"

The little zombie looked at him fixedly, then nodded stiffly.

"Tricking people to be puppies in their next life!" Zhong Jing added with some worry.

The little zombie only understood the word puppy, and after a pause, he opened his mouth and called out: "Wow~"

Zhong Jing: "..."

After a while, Zhong Jing also sat down on the empty sofa next to the little zombie.

Sensing the delicate atmosphere in the room, he simply picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

The Qingzhuang drama he acted in happened to be playing on the TV. The little zombie watched the TV intently, and occasionally turned his head to look at him, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

"Don't you think the bald me on TV looks better?" Zhong Jing felt that he had guessed the inner thoughts of the little zombie.

Sure enough, the little zombie also nodded, pointing at the TV, then pointing at him, screaming indiscriminately, not knowing what to express.

Zhong Jing got a headache when he heard this, and quickly waved his hands to interrupt his dancing.

"Go ahead and watch TV, I'm going back to my room to sleep." Regardless of whether the little zombie could understand or not, Zhong Jing stood up and yawned, then walked towards the bedroom.

Fearing that the little zombies would disturb his sleep, Zhong Jing specially locked the bedroom door, and then lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

However, within 2 minutes, he heard a loud bang, and the door of his bedroom fell to the ground fragilely, and there were two holes poked out by the little zombie's hands on the door.

"What do you want!" Zhong Jing sat up and stared at him angrily.

The little zombie didn't answer, and jumped onto the Zhongjing bed, and then occupied the other half of his bed like a corpse.

"Zombies don't need to sleep!" Just as Zhong Jing finished speaking, the little zombie quickly closed its eyes, and then there were bursts of snoring.

"Zombies don't snore either..." Zhong Jing added feebly, and fell on the bed wanting to cry, "I don't want to sleep with zombies at all!"

The author has something to say: This is a supernatural (probably) article that is not scary at all, and focuses on sprinkling sugar and selling cuteness. Welcome to the pit, hello!