[Quick Transmigration] The Clingy Spirit of the Blackened Male Supporting Character - Chapter 50

In order to avoid Luo Ning’s occasional small movements, Mu Chengfeng deliberately kept his distance.

His strong body felt somewhat warm even at night, and he wanted to take off his jacket. As he lifted the hem, he suddenly froze, and the image of Luo Ning’s sparkling eyes flashed in his mind. He quickly lowered his hand.

Turning his head, he realized Luo Ning was indeed looking this way.

No, he couldn’t let this little pervert get his way.

It was truly troublesome.

He had to be on guard at all times. A man with his aloof personality like him wasn’t someone Luo Ning could casually pursue. He needed to find an opportunity to have a serious talk with him.

Noticing Luo Ning inching closer again with a sweet smile on his face, Mu Chengfeng pointed his finger and said, “Go over there, don’t come any closer. Why are you crowding me in such hot weather?”

Luo Ning wrinkled his nose. Fine, with the door locked, he wouldn’t be scared. He spread a blanket on the ground and prepared to sleep.

Mu Chengfeng was surprised at how obedient he was. That wasn’t normal.

He felt a bit uneasy inside, with a hint of disappointment he hadn’t even noticed flashing in his eyes. He lay down with a sullen expression.

In the dead of night, he heard subtle movements. Mu Chengfeng abruptly opened his eyes and turned his head cautiously. He was now a light sleeper, alert enough to wake up at the slightest sound.

He found that Luo Ning had rolled over, having initially been quite far away. His sleeping position was restless. In just a few moments, he had rolled closer. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open, and he lay sprawled out as if he were sleeping soundly. His hair was a tousled mess.

Mu Chengfeng suspected this was intentional, yet he didn’t feel angry or repulsed. He moved a bit closer, his fingers brushing aside the stray hair from Luo Ning’s forehead. A hint of mischief flashed in his mind as he pinched Luo Ning’s nose.

Luo Ning struggled to breathe, so he could only groggily open his mouth.

A smile suddenly appeared at Mu Chengfeng’s lips, softening his brows and dissipating the coldness from his face.

Forget it. Since the little pervert was sleeping soundly, he would reluctantly let it go.

He took out the crystal core and started cultivating his special ability. As he absorbed the power from the core, its bright light dimmed.

Luo Ning woke up to a sweet fragrance, not the smell of instant noodles, but the fragrant sweetness of rice.

Even the faint aroma made his mouth water. This was a reflex of his body. These days were different from the past, and rice was precious now.

Luo Ning’s stomach growled, and he felt like he could eat a lot.

After quickly washing up, he dashed to the small pot. He felt a bit embarrassed. Since he had been with Mu Chengfeng, it was always Mu Chengfeng doing everything for him.

He only needed to collect supplies, eat snacks, and sleep. He was practically turning into a salted fish.

Luo Ning smiled sweetly and tried to please Mu Chengfeng as he served rice, opened the jerky, and offered pickled vegetables.

Mu Chengfeng didn’t mind, but he felt quite pleased with Luo Ning’s attentiveness.

Using the excuse of needing to go to the restroom, Luo Ning took out the remaining vial of the potion. He had only drunk half, saving the rest for emergencies. He smacked his lips. It didn’t taste like much, but it felt refreshing, giving a soothing sensation.

He climbed back into the car, feeling a bit dizzy. He guessed it was the potion taking effect. His limbs felt light, and after the initial sting of coolness, he felt pleasantly relaxed.

He quickly fell asleep, feeling as if a stream of water were flowing through his limbs.

The car fell silent. Mu Chengfeng was still a little unaccustomed. He tried to drive as smoothly as possible. He wondered if Luo Ning hadn’t rested well the previous night.

Zombies were more active during the day, and Mu Chengfeng planned to avoid them whenever possible.

They encountered other survivors’ cars on the road, and those who approached to team up were all turned down. He wouldn’t burden himself again.

Luo Ning slept deeply, recalling the potion he had taken, and he was eager to see any changes in himself. His hands and feet looked the same as before—white and slender, showing no difference.

But he could clearly feel that his body was less weak. His arms had more strength, and his senses of hearing and smell were sharper.

He just didn’t know if he had awakened any special abilities.