I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

Chapter 117: Transmigrated into a Slow-witted Zombie in the Apocalypse 17

Rong Jin woke up and looked at the blanket on himself, then looked at the protagonist who was working.

"Rong Jin, are you awake?"

Rong Jin nodded awkwardly: "Yeah, sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."

"It's okay, come here and organize the documents on the table and put them aside."

Rong Jin lifted the blanket and walked to Xing Mo's side.

There was a pile of documents on the table. Following Xing Mo's instructions, he sorted them out and put them on another table.

"It's getting late, you should go back soon. By the way, take the lunch box back with you."

Xing Mo pointed to a box lunch in a plastic bag next to his arm and said.

Rong Jin felt that he had not helped at all today and even got a box lunch for free, and he felt very complicated.

"Thank you, you are a good man."

Xing Mo, who was caught off guard by being given a nice guy card, smiled and said, "Come over at 8:30 tomorrow morning, still on the fifth floor. I'll wait for you in the office."

Rong Jin picked up the lunch box: "Okay, I won't be late!"

He carried his lunch box to the first floor and saw Wen Zhimin walking towards him.

Rong Jin didn't see Wen Zhimin's face clearly that day, and he didn't recognize him at this time. He walked without looking around.

The smile in Wen Zhimin's eyes faded.

"Don't you remember me, Rong Jin?"

Rong Jin tilted his head: "Remember what?"

Wen Zhimin said hurtly: "I really don't remember. My name is Wen Zhimin. We met in the conference room on the fourth floor two days ago. I helped you treat your leg injury."

When he said that, Rong Jin remembered.

"It's you. I'm sorry I didn't see your face clearly at the time."

"It's okay," Wen Zhimin looked at the lunch box in his hand and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Rong Jin replied: "Be an assistant, Xing Mo's assistant."

"Oh." A flash of coldness passed through Wen Zhimin's eyes.

Rong Jin looked at the darkening sky outside, waved and said, "Goodbye, I'm going back."

Wen Zhimin said gently: "Goodbye, be careful on the road."

Rong Jin had slept for a whole day and walked forward energetically under the light of the street lamps.

A dark shadow appeared behind him, covered his mouth before Rong Jin could react, and took him to a place where the light could not reach.

Rong Jin couldn't see clearly who was covering him, but that person could see Rong Jin.

"Baby, you are so beautiful." The man touched Rong Jin's face and said absentmindedly.

Rong Jin struggled hard, his eyes were slightly moist, and he looked very pitiful.

Unfortunately, the man is now a bastard, without any sympathy at all, and only wants to rub/rub his treasure more excessively.

"Baby, you're so sweet." The man could no longer restrain himself and kissed Rong Jin's lips hard. While Rong Jin was humming softly, he stuck his tongue in.

"Um... stop..."

Rong Jin's mind was in a mess, but he still remembered that this was the roadside and someone might pass by at any time.

The man's palm stroked the back of Rong Jin's neck, and his calloused fingertips rubbed it intimately.

"Baby, did those men who were entangled with you kiss you like this? Especially Xing Mo, did he kiss you like I did?"

The man became angrier as he spoke, and he bit Rong Jin's ear and refused to let go.

Rong Jin said in a trembling voice: "No, no."

"is it?"

The man placed delicate kisses on Rong Jin's collarbone, "I don't believe it, baby, what proof do you have?"

"How should I know?" Rong Jin really wanted to curse this bastard.

The man placed his index finger on Rong Jin's lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, open your mouth and let me penetrate you."

Rong Jin slapped the man's hand away and quickly slipped out from under his arm.

Before running away, she didn't forget to scold him: "Are you sick?"

[He didn't catch up, run slower.] 0517 couldn't help but remind him.

Rong Jin was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and he held the lunch bag tightly.

"That's good, Qiqi, please help me find the way. I can't find it."

I was running around just now and didn't know where I was.

0517 said: [Okay, turn left.]

After reaching the accommodation, Rong Jin held onto the door frame and adjusted his breathing.

He pushed open the door, and the two men in the room looked over immediately. When they saw the marks on Rong Jin's neck, their eyes were fierce.

"Who did it?" Su Chao tried his best to suppress his anger and spoke as softly as possible.

Rong Jin covered his neck and said in panic, "I don't know."

Lin Yi smelled the familiar yet disgusting scent on Rong Jin, and veins popped up on his forehead: "It's him again."

Lin Yi had just had a fight with the other party today, so he would recognize the smell of that idiot. It was because he recognized it that he was so angry.

"Rongrong, go to bed early."

This was the first time Lin Yi called him like this. Rong Jin felt as if he was soaking in a honey jar, so sweet.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep. Good night, Brother Lin."

Lin Yi walked out of the room, and Su Chao hesitated for a moment before following him.

Rong Jin’s mind was filled with Lin Yi calling his name.

Rongrong, hehe, the boss calls him Rongrong, such an intimate name, he likes it very much.

A weak electric current entered Rong Jin's body and Rong Jin woke up instantly.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with me?"

[It's nothing, the zombie king's identity has an impact on you. ]

Rong Jin: "Oh, I went to sleep."

I want to sleep so much. I want to sleep so much.

"number 7."

Rong Jin hummed twice in his sleep.

The strange voice seemed much more obvious.

"Number 7, remember me?"

Rong Jin continued to hum.

"Baby No. 7, you don't have to wait until Wednesday. Come to the C City base on Monday. Remember, you will be punished if you forget."

Rong Jin woke up for a moment and mumbled, "Huh? Wednesday and Monday are together? Monday wants to punish Wednesday?"

0517 who is always paying attention to Rong Jin: [? ]

【what are you saying? 】

"Get married on Monday, Wednesday and the seventh. I wish them a happy marriage, hehe."

【What marriage? 】

"hey-hey."

0517: […Go to sleep.]

The next day was Sunday. Rong Jin was woken up by 0517 at o'clock and went to Xing Mo's office.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Xing Mo asked Rong Jin, who looked listless.

Rong Jin yawned and said, "It's okay. I remember I had a dream."

Xing Mo asked with interest: "What dream?"

Rong Jin thought about it carefully and said hesitantly, "Monday and Wednesday were a couple. They got married on the 7th. On the night of their wedding, Monday punished Wednesday with a whip."

The whip was added by Rong Jin himself. He had forgotten all the specific contents and only vaguely remembered the key words.

Xing Mo's eyelids twitched, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Do you like whips?"

Rong Jin was stunned: "What? I don't like it. How could I like a whip?"

Xing Mo mistakenly thought that Rong Jin was too shy to say the word "like".

Hiss, whips and punishments, Rong Jin likes this? Xing Mo doesn't think he is a pervert and is not interested in such weird things.

If Rong Jin likes, he can try to learn it.

You have to be careful then and don't hurt Rong Jin.

Interest is interest, but there must be a limit. Too much may harm your body. What's more, Rong Jin is an ordinary person and his energy is not as good as those of the superpowers.

Xing Mo said seriously, "I understand. Go lie down on the sofa for a while. I'll call you if there's anything."

There are some indecent contents in Xing Mozheng’s search history.

[What if the subject likes whipping?]

[How to punish someone with a whip?]

[Can I use a whip to punish someone until he is beaten to a pulp?]

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