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

"Just pamper her! Just pamper her!"

Han Ya was screaming and crying. After the meal, she was still upset about Fu Ying's trick into eating the smelly socks and strange-tasting candy.

Fu Ying looked calm and composed. Song Shu believed that if she hadn't blocked Fu Ying's mouth, she would have said something to hurt Han Ya's heart.

Kong Sisi ran to the kitchen and got some brown sugar water and put it in Luo Ze's hand, who said thank you shyly.

"Our Luo Ze is going to be a big girl too." Han Ya came over and ruffled Luo Ze's hair with a smile. Kong Sisi glanced at her and heard Han Ya continue to say, "Hurry up and grow up during this period, otherwise you won't be able to grow up later."

"Ah..." Luo Ze was a little confused.

Han Ya patted herself and said, "I just had my first period early, developed early, and then stopped growing."

She poked Song Shu again: "You must be too."

Song Shu: “?”

Fu Ying, who was wearing boots and could reach 180cm tall, heard Song Shu say, "It might be a genetic problem. My father is only a few centimeters taller than my mother."

Han Ya: "Is your father...?"

"170cm, I don't remember, anyway my mother is a little shorter than me." Song Shu said while comparing the tops of their heads with her, "Sister, I'm 165cm."

"Fuck, you're so great at 165, aren't you?" Han Ya, who was only 160cm tall, stretched out her hand to press on the top of Song Shu's head. The latter twisted his body flexibly, and Han Ya poked Fu Ying's waist - to be precise, the black mist covering the waist.

"..."

"Does that mean I'll be taller than Luo Ze in the future?" Kong Sisi asked Han Ya, who was retreating in shame. "Dad said I'll be very tall in the future because my mom is also tall."

"If both of you are tall, it's hard to be short, right?" Han Ya said, "I really envy your height. I give in."

Rose was somewhat worried.

Song Shu didn't care much about her height at the time, but she did wish she could be stronger so that she could kick those people over and beat them up.

"You were malnourished at the time." Fu Ying suddenly whispered in her ear.

"I just have bad genes, you can handle it." Song Shu snorted and laughed, "Look, Xia Fu is about the same height as you."

When she mentioned Shaffer, the others looked a little weird.

As for Shaffer's departure, people in the base didn't quite understand the reason. They just thought that the half-sisters had a conflict and Shaffer's departure was not a good one.

Seeing that others were looking at him, Song Shu said casually, "My sister went back to the north."

"Back to the North?" Cao Jian was surprised. "Why is she going back to the North now?"

"Bend the bow and shoot the eagle." Song Shu said.

Everyone: "..."

Only Fu Ying touched the top of Song Shu's head and said with satisfaction: "My wife is really humorous."

Everyone: "...That's enough!"

Stop showing off that you have a wife!

The whole world knows that you have a wife!

-

Fu Ying and Song Shu returned to Building No. 2 together.

As soon as Song Shu stood firm at the east end of the corridor, he saw two people hugging and kissing each other at the other end.

Fu Ying reached out to cover Song Shu's eyes and pulled her into the house.

"What are you doing - isn't it just a kiss?" Song Shu pulled Fu Ying's fingers and saw that her expression was vaguely suspicious.

"Don't watch others kissing," she said.

Song Shu was stunned.

"No, Sister Ying, where does this jealousy come from?"

"I'm not jealous." Fu Ying locked the door and explained seriously, "That's someone else's privacy, you can't see it."

"This corridor isn't his home." Song Shu complained, "They're chewing each other's lips in a public place, how can there be any privacy? I'm lucky I didn't stand in front of them and clap my hands to encourage them."

Fu Ying: "..."

Seeing her puzzled expression, Song Shu was even more surprised: "Haven't you seen that romantic drama? The one starring so-and-so, where the hero and heroine hug and kiss at the end, and a bunch of people surround them and applaud."

"..."

"The onlookers showed expressions of relief."

"..."

"The male lead had a limp and could barely stand while kissing. The audience behind him held him up so that he could continue kissing the female lead!"

Fu Ying felt a headache after hearing this and leaned over to kiss the chattering little mouth.

"Clean up and go to sleep."

"Well……"

While Song Shu was soaking in the bathtub, Fu Ying had already finished washing her clothes. Pure white mist was floating in the bathroom. As soon as Fu Ying opened the bathroom door, some of the mist quickly rushed out.

"Hey, why do you think they are together?" Song Shu wiped his body with a towel and said to the outside of the bathroom door.

"Who are you talking about?" Fu Ying was hanging clothes on the balcony and asked calmly, "Ren De and Su Xuan?"

"I don't know when they became close." Song Shu put on his bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. "But since they are together, it means that he and Su Xuan are destined to be together."

"Those who can be together are destined to be together." Fu Ying said, "If there is no fate, how can we meet and fall in love?"

Song Shu lay down on the sofa, took a new box of strange-tasting candy in his hand and looked at the contents of the package, and teased Fu Ying: "Then your subtext is - the fate between us was created by humans?"

Fu Ying pulled the curtains of the balcony partition door. There were some water stains on her black sleeveless vest. It was Song Shu's prank in the bathroom, pouring water on her.

Fu Ying didn't care about her prank. He just pinched her chin and gave her a deep kiss, which almost made her breathless.

"If you must say so, it does make sense." Fu Ying sat down beside her and watched her take out a yellow candy and put it to her nose to smell it. "If there is fate, we will meet, but falling in love requires a little extra luck."

"Yeah, I can imagine it." Song Shu put the candy to the edge of his teeth and bit it gently, making sure it tasted like lemon before eating it. "If the person who was reborn when time went back was myself and not you, then we really have no fate."

"Then there would be no you." Fu Ying frowned, "In that case, Song Shu would always be her."

"Actually, I have a guess, but I'm not sure if it's right." Song Shu swallowed the candy, leaned over and licked Fu Ying's lower lip, giving her the fresh, sweet and sour lemon flavor.

"You say." Fu Ying resisted the urge to pick her up and give her a good beating, and sat cross-legged and serious.

"Is it possible that if time goes back, Song Shu would not be able to choose herself?" Song Shu tentatively put forward his opinion, "She didn't want to choose you, it's just because..."

"She can only choose you."