The door leading to the bedroom was wide open, but Minnie did not appear. Zhao Xiaobo knew Minnie's personality. If she could lie down, she would not sit, and if she could sit, she would not stand. Wang Xing was not waiting for her in the study, but waiting for her in the bedroom.
The study was completely different from the living room. There was no warm pink color, no cute kitty, no extra furniture or decorations, only Type-95 and Type-03 rifles in glass cabinets, and ammo boxes sealed with metal boxes placed neatly in the corner. There were all kinds of maps hung on the wall, maps of the world, maps of China, maps of HB, and maps of the surrounding areas of Wuhan City. Two of them were heavily marked with a red signal pen. They were the base of the paratroopers and the airfield of the XX Air Force Division.
Zhao Xiaobo continued to walk forward. This was their lifeline, their capital to survive among so many forces. They were just the remnants of the paratroopers' office and the military art troupe. Minnie's real identity was the deputy director of Wuhan City's reception office, Mu Peipei. Minnie was her English name. She was the daughter of a certain deputy commander, who had made the final arrangements for her daughter before her retirement.
A 26-year-old female major was rare. Mu Peipei was a rebellious girl. Born in 1987, she belonged to the new generation that was not afraid of anything. She was smart, ambitious, dared to think, and did not abide by the rules. When the virus first broke out, Mu Peipei thought it was a biological attack from the enemy country.
As a new woman who did things her own way and was used to being self-centered, Mu Peipei immediately made an internal call to all the units in the airborne army's office in Wuhan City. Under the guise of the military's order, she asked everyone to bring all their firearms and ammunition to the assembly point. At the same time, she ordered them to abandon all comrades who might be infected.
Mu Peipei had succeeded. She had managed to save more than half of the military staff and the performing troupe who were on vacation in Wuhan City. The large amount of light weapons had given them sufficient weaponry and the ability to protect themselves.
When the gathering place was first established, the remaining members of the paratroopers were independent. According to the national conditions, the government could control the armed police but not the army. Mu Peipei still handed over all her combat power and let them assist in the search and rescue of the survivors. Until one day, all her soldiers were killed by the zombies, and all the weapons fell into the hands of others.
Mo Peipei knew that the paratroopers' weapons, ammunition, and supplies were being targeted. She immediately recruited 500 female soldiers from the survivors and used the paratroopers' weapons and equipment to protect the remaining female soldiers. From then on, they were isolated from other forces and no longer trusted men. They formed a small women's kingdom in the colony.
"Duk duk duk …" Two fingers knocked on the wooden door. "Come in …" A gentle voice called out from inside the room. The voice was soft and coquettish. It was low and rustling with a hint of nasality. It was as if the decadent voice had the power to erode one's soul and make one's heart beat faster.
Not only would this syllable make men go limp and weak, but even Zhao Xiaobo, who was a woman, blushed when she heard it. It couldn't be helped. The owner of the voice said it after extreme pleasure with a hint of infatuation. As an experienced Zhao Xiaobo, of course, she could hear it.
When he entered the bedroom, the decorations in the bedroom were different. It didn't have the warmth of the living room, and it didn't have the solemnity of the study. Red was the theme song here. It was a rosy red, the ceiling, the wall decorations, and the huge Simmons bed cover that looked like flowing red wine.
Zhao Xiaobo didn't look at the countless wardrobes by the wall, the thick handmade wool carpet under her feet, and all kinds of luxurious decorations. Her eyes were fixed on the large bed placed in the middle of the bedroom. The thick curtains blocked all natural light outside the window. In the exquisite candlesticks on the bedside table, seven candles that were about to burn out emitted light that illuminated the room, and the yellow light flickered.
A woman pulled open the silk quilt and sat up quietly. She wasn't wearing anything, and her snow-white skin reflected a golden light in the candlelight. Her long black hair was like a cloak that covered her back to the tip of her buttocks. The woman was beautiful like the moon, pure like jade and clear like ice, like a hibiscus coming out of the water. There was a touch of blush on her cheeks, and her eyes rippled like autumn water, shooting a hidden bitterness at Zhao Xiaobo.
"Good morning, Miss Jiaojiao …"
Zhao Xiaobo helplessly greeted the whining woman, but his heart was slightly creeped out. After all, she really couldn't bear the sight of a naked woman of the same sex, who had always been straight, staring at her with that kind of gaze.
"Hmm … Jiaojiao … Go take a bath, Xiaobo has something to talk to me about … Hmm … I'm so tired …"
The previous obscene voice came out from the raised quilt, making the lotus-like woman stand up speechlessly. She nodded to Zhao Xiaobo, pulled up a piece of gauze to cover her body, and walked into the bathroom barefoot. The body covered with gauze was even more attractive than when she was naked. Her slender legs, enchanting waist, and the jade-like sparkling buttocks all turned into a god's work that was meticulously sculpted by a master artist.
Zhao Xiaobo looked at the lazy beauty in the quilt, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She knew that the beauty was still making the final mental struggle, thinking about whether to get up in ten seconds or one minute.
Suddenly, the quilt was lifted, and a mermaid jumped out of the bed and stepped on the carpet. Her white shirt fluttered in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a stunning beauty wearing a man's shirt and bare thighs stood in front of Zhao Xiaobo.
She was really an outstanding beauty. The woman was gorgeous and refined, and there was not a single part of her body that wasn't beautiful. Her eyes were as bright as the galaxy, and her black spirit was sparkling. There was not a trace of pretentiousness, confidence, and pride, as well as a heroic spirit that looked down on the world.
Her lips were exquisite, elegant, and moist, and a strong fragrance slightly spread out when she breathed. Her nose was small and elegant, neither tall nor collapsed, and it was just exquisite.
The bangs in front of her forehead were scattered hair of different lengths, which happened to cover half of her eyebrows and eyes, making her look particularly cool when she looked at people.
She was 175 centimeters tall, tall, but not rough. Her bones and flesh were well-proportioned, and her exposed collarbone seemed to be carved with ivory. The depth was moderate, and the lines were clear and straight. Her neck was charming, and it suddenly gave birth to a feeling of spring.
The beauty's face was slightly flushed, and her eyes turned. She was naturally charming, and her lips slightly opened, revealing two rows of small white teeth that were as fine as jade. She gave Zhao Xiaobo a beautiful smile, which dazzled her, who was also a woman.
"Tell me, what's the matter? It's not a big deal, anyway. The biggest thing is that those stinky men are thinking about me again. Hmph, they're so beautiful, I want to vomit just thinking about it …"
The moment Mu Peipei mentioned men, goosebumps instantly appeared on her exposed skin. She looked like she really wanted to vomit, as if she had a psychological obsession with men.
"Sister Minnie, it's … it's because I met my schoolmate from the military academy, Huang Quan …"
Mu Peipei sat on the chair by the window, leisurely tasting the coffee. Behind her, the curtains were pulled open, allowing the natural light from outside to spill into the room. The soft light made her slender, jade-like hands sparkling and moist, and the cup of coffee on her jade-like hands would occasionally touch her delicate lips. Beside her, Zhao Xiaobo could actually recount all the details of that time, and make her own deductions about the series of upheavals that would be caused by the new power joining the gathering place.
"Dang …" The coffee cup was gently placed on the log coffee table. Mu Peipei slowly leaned against the back of the chair, frowning slightly. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, and she bit the tip of her delicate and slender index finger in her mouth. A pure and beautiful amorous feeling was displayed in front of Zhao Xiaobo's eyes, causing him to be unable to help but become infatuated. Mu Peipei had a bad habit. Whenever she was thinking about something, she would put her finger in her mouth, and gently bite her nail. This unintentional display of amorous feeling was something that one could never get tired of looking at a hundred times. She was really a beauty, no matter how one looked at her.
Mu Peipei bit her nail, and her eyes turned to Zhao Xiaobo's face. She recalled that when Zhao Xiaobo talked about Huang Quan, his cheeks had turned slightly red. Seems like?
"Xiaobo, you … did you have an affair with that Huang something?
Tell me honestly, did you … did you … "
Mu Peipei's eyes were filled with a smirk, and she kept asking Zhao Xiaobo. She had completely forgotten the question that made her entangled just now. She was concerned about her companion's gossip like a little girl.
Zhao Xiaobo blushed again, and he said hesitantly, "I did it before, but I kicked him. At that time, it was very normal, and he didn't want to die. The next day, he found another one. It seemed that he had been waiting for me to kick him for a long time. Don't you think it's infuriating …"
When it came to Huang Quan, she was full of anger. Maybe she didn't think that if Huang Quan really wanted to die at that time, she wouldn't remember Huang Quan. It was because Huang Quan didn't care about her that she remembered him for a long time. Women were still petty after all.
"Hehe … it's not as exaggerated as what you said. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?
You're just a dead duck … "
Zhao Xiaobo didn't speak, and she was extremely embarrassed.
"You're a woman, he's a man, and you're beautiful. All men are lustful. If you go and seduce him, you might be able to make the new force lean towards us. It's so tiring. I only understood the meaning of 'it's hard to do it alone' today …"