I can control the stalker in Resident Evil

Chapter 160 Cute Little Lamb (Epileptic)

"Look at this Nicholas... he's just a loser!"

"I only drank a few bottles... and I'm already drunk. That's lame!"

"——Oh? From what you said... you are very brave?"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay... Back then, I carried a fire... hiccup... train on my shoulder! I chased and beat it all the way!"

……

After three rounds of drinking.

Carlos and Chris, who were drunk, mocked Yang Ren who was lying on the table.

Except for Aisha, all the women at the two tables were basically still sober, and the men had basically drunk a lot as well.

Carlos had six or seven empty wine bottles around him. He drank until his face was red and his neck was thick, but he was still full of energy.

Kevin, Darren and Bob at the next table seemed to have competed with each other in drinking and were all drunk.

Aisha... after blowing a few bottles, leaned on the shoulder of Yak beside her in a very ungraceful manner and fell into a deep sleep.

From time to time, he would let out a few uncomfortable moans.

This situation made Ake, who was not very good at handling relationships between men and women, feel awkward in neither pushing nor not pushing. He could only let Aisha rest on his shoulder awkwardly.

No one knew what was going on, but ever since Yang Ren came back from the bathroom, Claire had been watching him drinking beer one glass after another.

Even though she knew that Yang Ren couldn't drink much, she tried to dissuade him many times.

But no matter how much he was persuaded, Yang Ren always waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

And the result was... he drank two bottles of beer, plus the unfinished bottle which was the third one, and then he fell on the table.

Maybe there are five bottles including the one that was toasted earlier?

"Brother, take your time drinking. I'm going to take him back to rest first."

After explaining things to Chris, Claire stood up and gently moved Yang Ren's head back as he lay on the table.

Then she put one hand around the back of his knees and the other hand around his back, and with one force she lifted up Yang Ren...in a princess hug.

Jerry at the dining table also exerted force with his legs and easily jumped onto Claire's shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Carlos, who was originally dizzy, sobered up a little:

"Damn it, Lao Ke, your sister is born with supernatural powers!"

Chris turned his head and waved his hand.

"Fuck... this is nothing... if we anger our Claire... believe it or not, she can blow up the Raccoon City Police Department with just one punch!"

"Remember... don't play too late!"

Listening to Chris' cheerful words, Claire gave him a speechless look, then took Yang Ren upstairs to their room.

As she walked, she glanced at Yang Ren, whose eyes were slightly closed in her arms...

*sniff*

"What on earth is this smell? It smells so good..."

Ever since he came back from the bathroom, he seemed to have this faint fragrance on his body.

Like lavender, but also a bit like jasmine or lily...

It's not just the fragrance, it seems to be accompanied by a very strange... impulse, making people want to do... something.

And it wasn't just Claire who smelled it, people at this table and even the people at the neighboring tables could smell it too.

However, all the people who smelled this odor had one thing in common, that is, they were all women, and Chris and the others said that there was no odor at all.

Combined with what Yang told me, the NE-γ parasites absorbed the alcohol in the bathroom...

Could this be some kind of smell that NE parasites emit when they're drunk... for reproduction... or to attract the opposite sex?

Thinking of this, Claire's face turned red instantly.

And now that she was so close, the smell made her unable to control herself.

After resisting the urge to return to the room, Claire gently placed Yang Ren on the bed and turned on the air conditioner.

Jerry jumped from Claire's shoulder to Yang Ren's face. After sniffing him repeatedly, he poked Yang Ren's cheek with his pink little paws in confusion.

Seeing that his eyes were closed and he showed no reaction, Jerry jumped on Yang Ren's face again.

"You rat...how can you be so ungrateful."

"He was the one who brought you out from the Antarctic base. How could you treat him like this?"

Claire said as if reprimanding.

After being scolded, Jerry's ears immediately turned into airplane ears, and he turned into a ball of glutinous rice cake and lay quietly beside Yang Ren's ear.

After sighing helplessly, Claire slowly took off her clothes and went to the shower to take a bath.

She also drank some wine, but the total was less than two bottles, not as much as others drank.

After washing away the dust and smell of alcohol on her body with hot water and blowing her hair dry, Claire returned to the bed wearing only a tank top and underwear.

Yang Ren still looked drunk, lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, sleeping like a rat.

"Looks like this... Never mind, I won't wash it today."

As she spoke, Claire helped Yang Ren take off his clothes and prepared for bed.

After all his clothes, pants, shoes and socks were taken off, Yang Ren was left with only a pair of shorts.

After placing her head on the pillow and straightening her body, Claire took off the amber feather necklace from Yang Ren's neck.

As soon as the necklace was untied, Yang Ren, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

"ah--!"

boom! ! !

After a scream, when she looked again, Claire had been pinned down by Yang Ren.

The pupils, which were instantly dyed completely blue due to the activation of the virus, looked a little creepy under such close eye contact.

A large group of pitch-black tentacles emerged from Yang Ren's back, like the spread wings of a fallen angel, huge and terrifying.

The tentacles squirmed crookedly, and the end of each one was precisely inserted in a circle around Claire, piercing the mattress while also outlining Claire.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on Claire beneath him, and the amber feather necklace in her hand that was held down by the wrist.

After a moment of confusion, his gaze shifted from the necklace to the amber feather necklace also worn around Claire's neck, and then to her exquisite face.

The sharp gaze gradually faded until it became soft, and then apologetic.

Finally, Yang Ren slowly bent down.

Claire beneath him still had a look of shock on her face and didn't react at all.

After the parasite's limbs were exposed, the strange, irresistible scent reached its peak, and coupled with being so close...

Claire only felt a burning sensation all over her body, and her body involuntarily wanted to twist.

Seeing Yang Ren slowly leaning down, she cooperated by closing her eyes and slightly opening her pink lips.

It looks like "I'm ready".

However, the imagined kiss did not come.

Feeling a sense of pressure and warmth on her shoulder, Claire opened her eyes and found Yang Ren lying on top of her.

Those black tentacles gradually began to fade until they turned flesh-colored, and were finally all retracted into Yang Ren's body.

And with Yang Ren's brief awakening, the strange fragrance seemed to completely dissipate in an instant.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, Claire raised the necklace in her hand.

It looked quite ordinary to her, and even the skin contact surface of the necklace had some signs of oxidation and corrosion due to long-term wearing.

After looking at him for a long while, she let out a faint smile and gently stroked the back of Yang Ren's head as he lay on her.

They lay there quietly for a long time, until Yang Ren started snoring again. Then Claire picked him up again and put him on the other bed.

I originally planned to put two single beds together to make a double bed, but now one of them is broken...

Then the two of us can only squeeze into a single bed...

After covering herself with the quilt and lying down, Claire supported half of her face with one hand and quietly looked at Yang Ren's peaceful sleeping face.

From time to time, she would reach out and poke him, or touch his cheek, or pull his lips, then smile like an auntie.

After leaning down and leaving a kiss on Yang Ren's eyelids, he turned off the lights and lay down.

Claire was about to go to sleep when Yang Ren suddenly turned over and hugged her.

"Well... lamb... you are a cute lamb..."

"I won't leave you...I'll go back to my original world...I promise..."

The first sentence was spoken in English, and the second one was in Chinese, which Claire did not understand.

She looked up at Yang Ren in confusion, but saw that his eyes were still closed.

Probably just talking in your sleep.

According to what Yang Ren once said, they were both born in 1979, which means they were both born in the Year of the Sheep in China.

However, people in the West do not look at the zodiac, but at the constellations.

Claire's birthday is February 2th, which happens to be an Aries.

Isn’t that just... a cute little lamb?

Thinking of this, Claire smiled unconsciously and buried her head in Yang Ren's warm arms.

"Good night, Yang..."