Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

"Is the baby made of water? Why does he cry so much when I kiss him...?"

The villa was dimly lit, but Shen Jin's inhuman light gray eyes shone brightly, fixed on the person in front of him. He pressed down on her thighs, his eyes filled with the greed of someone about to feast, his voice hoarse and deep.

Soon, her thin lips, nose, and chin were glistening with tears. "She's crying so much and so vulgarly, I can't even finish eating her..."

"Waaah, let go! We can't! I... I'm human! Ugh—"

Lin Zhiyao's soft, trembling moans were accompanied by sobs. Her unfinished words were buried in the fluffy white goose down pillow, leaving only whimpers.

"You're lying, the baby clearly likes it very much..."

Shen Jin didn't even flinch, his movements becoming increasingly fierce as he pressed his large hand against her slender waist, preventing her from escaping.

A gentle breeze lifted the curtains, covering the bodies entwined on the bed.

Inside the empty villa, the girl's soft sobs, accompanied by the gentle rustling of her body arching and sinking into the downy silk fabric, continued until the moon was high in the sky.

*

Half a month after the zombie virus outbreak, Lin Zhiyao was abandoned by her cousin when she had an asthma attack.

Half an hour ago.

Seeing her sister's relapse, her cousin Su Wanqing got into the driver's seat alone, her smile sweet, but her words were vicious and cold: "Cousin, don't blame me. Blame God for taking your life. Otherwise, why did I survive the fall into the water when we were little, while you were left with this illness?"

Hundreds of kilometers away, Shen Jin, who was sleeping, was awakened by this noisy and sickeningly sweet voice.

His eyes were indifferent. He originally intended to send a few nearby zombies to bite the woman to death, but suddenly his gaze was drawn to the girl who was sitting against the broken wall, panting heavily.

Then, it remained firmly in place.

The girl was born with a delicate and exquisite appearance, with light and gentle eyebrows and eyes, and clear and bright pupils, like soft apricots in early spring that have not been washed by the world. Her eyes drooped slightly at the corners, giving her a timid and docile look.

Her skin was a pale, delicate white, rarely exposed to sunlight, and it flushed slightly when she started breathing a little faster.

Very fragile, very pitiful.

It seems impossible for them to survive alone in the apocalypse.

But it's also...cute.

Although her face was a fragile, sickly pale, it did not diminish her radiant beauty; instead, it added to her endearing fragility.

Her demeanor was unusually clean and pure.

Even in a filthy, rotten post-apocalyptic world, even with clothes stained with filth, blood, and dust, the girl remained steadfast.

It remains subtly beautiful, pure yet fragrant.

Shen Jin stared at her, his gaze slowly moving downwards, noticing the girl's soft curves rising and falling with her breath, sparking endless imagination...

Shen Jin's extremely pale, almost transparent gray eyes darkened slightly.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down involuntarily.

I wonder, with her delicate skin that blushes even with the slightest rapid breathing, if she does anything else... will she turn completely red like Hongxia?

Thinking of that scene, Shen Jin's throat tightened for a moment, and he really wanted to hug her tightly right now...

He suddenly stood up and instantly traveled over a hundred miles to reach the girl's location.

"A sickly person like you is destined to live a short life. Not only are we wasting resources, but finding medicine for you will also slow down our journey to the shelter..."

Thinking about the care and preferential treatment her boyfriend had given Lin Zhiyao these past few days, and how that annoying bitch was finally going to disappear completely, Su Wanqing's tone became more and more undisguisedly gleeful as she spoke.

"Don't get sick in your next life, cousin."

Su Wanqing gave a sarcastic smile. Before leaving, she suddenly smelled a strange odor of humus and couldn't help but sneeze loudly. However, she just frowned unhappily and didn't pay any attention to it.

The SUV sped away.

After using up the last bit of emergency inhaler, Lin Zhiyao's breathing gradually calmed down, and she felt both ironic and sorrowful.

Has Su Wanqing forgotten?

When they were little, it was Su Wanqing who fell into the water first, and he jumped in to save her, which is why he developed asthma.

The low growls of the horde of corpses came from afar. Lin Zhiyao counted the sounds and judged that there were at least thirty of them, moving in this direction.

She doesn't want to die.

Lin Zhiyao gritted her teeth, leaned against the wall to stand up, and staggered through the abandoned commercial street.

The left side is a dead end, the right side has a risk of collapse, and ahead...

Lin Zhiyao forced herself to observe her surroundings, but the lingering pain and sluggishness from oxygen deprivation made it very difficult for her.

The footsteps of the horde of corpses grew closer, and the stench of decay was palpable.

Are we already that close?

Lin Zhiyao retreated to the front of a jewelry store, her back pressed against the cold window, gripping her only weapon tightly—

A large shard of glass picked up from the road, its cut surface slick with sweat from my palm.

At least... you need to see what the thing that killed you looks like.

Thinking this, Lin Zhiyao raised her head.

Then he froze.

The horde of corpses stopped five meters away from her.

As if a pause button had been pressed, more than thirty zombies remained frozen in place, their grotesque postures unchanged, their murky eyes all turning toward the street beside her.

The air was eerily quiet. Even the sound of the wind had vanished.

...Something even more dangerous has appeared.

Lin Zhiyao heard her own heartbeat, thump, thump, pounding against her fragile ribs in her chest. She subconsciously gripped the cheap, fragile weapon that was the only thing that gave her a sense of security, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Footsteps came from behind the horde of corpses.

Unhurried and leisurely, like strolling in a garden in the afternoon.

The stagnant horde of corpses split open to both sides, like a heavy door being slowly pushed open.

Shen Jin slowly walked out from there.

He wore an out-of-place black trench coat with a silver lapel pin, looking clean and out of place in the apocalypse.

His skin was pale and translucent, as if it hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but his eyebrows and eyes were extremely handsome, with a high nose bridge and deep, fox-like eyes.

But his eyes had an almost transparent gray color that was clearly not human. What was more terrifying than the abnormal eye color was his gaze.

Deep and quiet, like two dry wells, reflecting no shadow of any living creature. Being stared at by him is like being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by a wild beast.

A chill ran down my spine, and there was nowhere to escape.

Shen Jin walked over step by step, the horde of zombies closing in behind him. Throughout the entire process, not a single zombie made a sound; they were so quiet that they seemed not to be a horde of zombies, but a well-trained army.

"After running for so long," Shen Jin strolled towards Lin Zhiyao, staring at her face with a slight smile, as if observing something interesting, "Aren't you tired?"

"How...how did you know? Were you watching...watching me the whole time?"

Lin Zhiyao sensed danger and tried to retreat, but there was nowhere left to go. She stared warily and fearfully at the tall man who kept approaching her, but she was powerless to stop him from getting closer.

They were way too close.

The inhumanity emanating from the man intensified.

Lin Zhiyao could even clearly see his veins appearing eerily grayish-blue under his thin skin?

Lin Zhiyao felt even more frightened, and a fine mist welled up in her eyes, with pitiful redness appearing at the corners.

What exactly is he?

Shen Jin had already reached Lin Zhiyao, his arm resting on the transparent shop window behind her, just a short distance away from where he could kiss her with a slight lean.

He took in Lin Zhiyao's pitiful and adorable reaction.

it's beautiful.

Up close, her beauty was even more striking than when she was seen from afar, especially with tears in her eyes, making her beauty even more impactful.

It was even more dazzling than the glittering jewelry filling the shop window behind her.

Shen Jin's gaze slowly swept over Lin Zhiyao's features, from her teary almond eyes and soft, gentle jawline to her pale lips, which were pursed slightly and trembling, revealing a hint of helplessness and unease.

Shen Jin's gaze continued downwards, gradually sweeping over her body. The hem of her skirt... smelled very nice and looked soft.

I really want to bully her hard, to make her show even more of her pitiful yet incredibly cute appearance.

Shen Jin's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Call me Shen Jin."

"You, you stay away—!"

Lin Zhiyao's voice was sweet and soft, like a freshly roasted chestnut in autumn, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a violent cough.

Soon, Lin Zhiyao's fair face turned red from coughing.

She could barely breathe, and her vision began to blur. After a moment, when she caught her breath, she realized that she was clutching Shen Jin's collar, which had wrinkled the smooth fabric.

Lin Zhiyao panicked and released her grip, her heart pounding. Her slender, delicate body trembled slightly as she stammered an apology: "I'm...I'm sorry!"

Shen Jin looked down at her.

Lin Zhiyao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head. She thought she was going to die, and her whole body was trembling. She thought that he would get angry in the next second, reveal his true terrifying monster form, and then tear her apart.

But Shen Jin simply raised his hand, his thumb brushing against the corner of her tearful eye as she coughed, his knuckles resting on her rosy cheek.

His fingers were cold, as cold as ice.

Lin Zhiyao shivered from the cold.

Shen Jin's pale gray, glass-like eyes deepened slightly. The skin beneath his fingers was as smooth and delicate as jade. He couldn't help but scratch it lightly a couple of times. As expected, it was soft and smooth, making his blood boil even more.

I really want to... lock her up right now, pinch the soft flesh on her cheeks, and taste if other parts of her body are just as sweet and soft...

Shen Jin's fox-like eyes were deep, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. After wiping away her tears, he bent down and picked her up.

His arms were also ice-cold, lacking human body temperature, yet his strength was astonishing.

Lin Zhiyao struggled for a moment, and the broken glass tore through his trench coat, leaving a white mark on his skin. It didn't even break his skin, but the glass shattered.

She had completely lost her weapon of resistance.

Lin Zhiyao froze, unable to move.

It felt like being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by a wild beast.

"Be good." Shen Jin looked down at her, his breath cold, carrying a strange, chilling fragrance.

The girl was too light; her frail body was almost weightless in his arms, like a withered branch that could be broken by the wind at any moment.

This realization caused him to furrow his brow almost imperceptibly.

"What exactly are you... ugh!"

Lin Zhiyao's second sentence was stuck in her throat.

Shen Jin kissed him.

It was less of a kiss and more like a devouring motion.

His lips were cold, and his tongue pried open her teeth, sweeping away the saliva that overflowed from her lips due to her rapid breathing, as if confirming a certain taste.

It's sweet and soft.

It was even more delicious and petite than he had imagined, like savoring a fragrant and sweet little cake, topped with cream or honey, which made him even more excited and intoxicated.

Shen Jin's tongue probed deeper, its force fierce and ruthless, entangling her as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Lin Zhiyao trembled with fear, but her head was held down and she couldn't move.

She felt his tongue swirling away the warmth of her lips, as if he were savoring some delicacy.

A strange, decadent sweetness spread between their lips and teeth, like a strong, decadent floral fragrance, or like a sweet apricot that had been rinsed with cold water.

It's captivating.

Shen Jin seemed to be addicted to this kiss. He was originally just leaving her a way to breathe, but then he used the tip of his tongue to trace her lips, refusing to let go.

Lin Zhiyao's hand rested weakly on Shen Jin's chest, feeling his cold tongue gradually warm up as she touched it, making his tongue numb.

Her tears trembled and fell, just slipping between her lips, only to be ruthlessly swallowed by Shen Jin as if drinking celestial nectar.

-

The reason the male protagonist can gaze at his wife with such fascination even from hundreds of kilometers away is: as the Zombie King, he can see through the eyes of any zombie and hear through the ears of any zombie. Yes, it's that overpowered. Especially since humans haven't evolved and therefore don't have superpowered individuals.