Respect

Thick Lips had no reason to doubt it. He figured codenames were usually given by leaders or captains, so it was perfectly normal.

Mushroom suddenly asked a question.

"Where are you from?"

"Ping'an Village in the suburbs."

Without even thinking, Thick Lips blurted out the answer.

"Cough!"

Tian Gang, standing nearby, gave a light cough, displeased. Was he just going to tell others about their base?

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and move."

"Oh..."

Thick Lips understood what he meant.

What was the big deal? As partners, they were bound to find out sooner or later.

Still, he stopped discussing sensitive matters and shifted to something else.

"Mushroom, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

Little Mushroom shook her head. The term "boyfriend" felt utterly unfamiliar to her, because zombies did not have that sort of affection between men and women.

Thick Lips was delighted to hear that, taking it as a hint from her.

He edged closer to Mushroom.

Smelling his strong human scent, Little Mushroom felt as though a piece of "cake" had been placed right at her lips, and she could not help moving closer to him as well.

They could be considered mutually attracted.

Thick Lips was secretly thrilled. He could clearly feel that she was interested in him.

"Beautiful, what do you think of me?"

"You... are very good."

Mushroom turned to look at him and swallowed with a gulp.

Thick Lips was overjoyed. It was the apocalypse now—they ought to enjoy life while they could. Who knew whether tomorrow or disaster would come first?

"Then... can you give me a kiss?"

"Can I really?"

Little Mushroom's bright eyes flickered, and she was clearly a little excited.

"Mhm, mhm."

Thick Lips nodded repeatedly, thinking, My underwear's on fire—my crotch is burning!

They were already very close.