What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Late at night, in bedroom 1403 on the fourteenth floor of Building , an uncontrollable giggle suddenly broke out.

Yuan Lin covered his ticklish waist, twisted his body under Gu Nini, and laughed until tears came out: "No, no, I can't stand it anymore, I'm not suitable, no more... Let's go to bed, it's really itchy!"

She was only concerned with giggling because her skin was too ticklish, and completely ignored Gu Nini's gloomy expression.

"Are you so ticklish?" Gu Nini almost squeezed out the question from between her clenched teeth. At this moment, she even wanted to knock Yuan Lin unconscious.

"No, Sister Gu - I really can't, I'm really ticklish. I once talked to my high school roommate about dating and dating, and I told him directly that I couldn't do it because I'm ticklish - ow!"

Yuan Lin was halfway through her explanation when her ears were grabbed. She stopped laughing and shrank back timidly, whispering, "I really can't do it. I can't be the bottom... Hehe."

She added a "hehe" at the end in an extremely annoying way, and as a result, her earlobe was twisted hard.

Gu Nini took a few deep breaths, turned over to the side with her back to her, and pulled the quilt tight.

Yuan Lin blinked and hugged her tentatively: "Are you angry? Don't be angry, I'm really ticklish and it will ruin the atmosphere. Let's just be like before."

"It's not fair." Gu Nini said in a muffled voice.

"What's unfair about this?" Yuan Lin said.

Gu Nini was silent. After a while, she suddenly said viciously: "I will tie you up with Guangyu and block your mouth so that you won't laugh and ruin the atmosphere."

Yuan Lin: "...Ah? You are a living devil, no, you are a sadist? I am not a M!!"

"Shut up, you spoilsport. If you say another word, I'll tie you up till dawn."

"..."

Not long after 1403 became quiet, two people teleported quietly into the corridor. Song Shu opened the door and invited Ye Qi in.

After turning on the lights in the living room, Ye Qi saw the whole picture clearly and sighed: "Your base is really the Garden of Eden in the end times. This is what the survivor base in my mind looks like."

"My house has one bedroom and one living room. If you want, you can live next door. Mollys and Li Han slept there last night." Song Shu said.

"It's okay, you have a small bed, so I'll sleep here." Ye Qi said, "Hey, do you have a child? Why do you have a sixth-grade homework book?"

"Yes, but he doesn't live with me. He lives in another building and has a good relationship with another kid." Song Shu said, "I'll take you to meet some people tomorrow."

"You can take me to meet some people from the Xiang family first." Ye Qi said, "To be honest, I still have a little hope in my heart. If Ye Wang comes to the north to look for me, he may have a chance to come to your place."

"We don't have anyone named Ye Wang here." Song Shu said.

Ye Qi said: "I know, it's not that easy to reunite with my lover. I never think I'm lucky."

She sat on the sofa, looking at the milk on the coffee table, her eyes shining: "Can I drink it? This is pure milk. Damn, your supernatural power is really invincible."

"Sure, drink as much as you want." Song Shu pulled a chair and sat down. "I'm not very sleepy now. Fu Ying is not by my side, and my sleep quality is not better than before."

Ye Qi gulped down the milk, licking his lips with satisfaction. Hearing this, he was a little curious: "Have you been with Fu Ying for a long time?"

Song Shu crossed his hands in front of him and said, "A few months."

"You two got together after the apocalypse?" Ye Qi raised his eyebrows. "It's quite romantic."

"What?" Song Shu laughed. "Why don't you tell me your love story? I really want to hear how you two got together."

"Do you want to listen?" Ye Qi said, "In short, it's a story about a yandere who seduces a man and gets his wife's wish."

Song Shu: "...what you said is very interesting, okay."

Ye Qi yawned: "I think I should rest first. By the way, can I sleep peacefully?"

"Yes, there are people patrolling at night." Song Shu said, "The defense wall left by Fu Ying is enough to block the entire sky above the base. Their reaction is much faster than ours."

"Okay, then I'll go to sleep - let me wash my face, do you have a new towel?" Ye Qi said.

Song Shu pointed to a corner and said, "Look in the big snake skin bag."

Ten minutes later, the lights in the living room were turned off. Song Shu returned to the dimly lit bedroom, took off his clothes, put on his pajamas, and sat on the edge of the bed, sensing the heat energy in the base.

She fastened her belt and lay back on the familiar soft bed. There was still the sweet scent of Fu Ying on the pillow and quilt. Song Shu grabbed the quilt and sniffed it gently, then moved her body and lay in the middle of the bed.

Thinking about what happened to the viaduct during the day, the Xingyuan base, and the conversation with Fu Ying in the abandoned coffee shop, she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

I didn't dream tonight.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Song Shu vaguely realized that something was slowly sliding across her abdomen. She reflexively tried to grab it, but instead grabbed something warm and soft.

Song Shu suddenly opened her eyes. She heard the slight breathing sound behind her and the increasingly strong sweet fragrance.

The room was still dark, and Song Shu did not touch the belt of his nightgown. His warm skin was gently caressed by his fingertips until it reached its destination.

"Fu Ying."

The person behind him didn't say any sweet words. Song Shu tensed his body, pressed his toes against Fu Ying's calves, and slightly arched his waist.

The sound of each other's heartbeats gradually became synchronized, and every sound was pleasant to the ears.

"Fu Ying..." Song Shu couldn't help calling out. She turned her head and kissed the person behind her. In the quiet room, the voice was particularly clear, making people intoxicated and irresistible.

The night was long, and the kiss was hard to let go. Lingering and speechless, the long fingers gently moved the love deeper - Song Shu turned over, hugged Fu Ying's waist tightly, and kissed her attentively.

For some reason, a kiss always loses its strength intermittently. Song Shu was taking a breath, and before he could fully recover, Fu Ying's kiss followed.

Until Song Shu was extremely sleepy, his head resting on Fu Ying's shoulder, he heard a doting chuckle and a low murmur.

"You've been thinking about it all day, haven't you? You're useless."

Fu Ying placed a kiss on her forehead and hummed contentedly in response.