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

Song Shu went to other floors and found a folding bed on the ninth floor.

When it was brought up, Fu Ying was taking off her coat and walking around the living room in a sleeveless vest and overalls. She was tall and thin, with her hair loose, and exuded a wild and cold aura.

Song Shu saw Luo Ze huddled on the sofa, his blue eyes fixed on Fu Ying who was lighting a cigarette with her head down.

Hmm? Smoking? You are so naughty at such a young age!

Song Shu cleared his throat and coughed a few times. Fu Ying raised her head, naturally folded the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can along with the lighter.

"You, I'll talk to you later." Song Shu moved the folding bed in and said to Luo Ze, "I'll make a small bed for you in the bedroom, and you can sleep in the same room with us at night."

Luo Ze stood up happily, and just as he was about to say yes, he saw Fu Ying lowering her eyes and moving her gaze downwards——

The sharp gaze and gloomy face made Luo Ze shudder suddenly.

"No... I'd better sleep on the sofa, Sister Squirrel." Luo Ze got down from the sofa awkwardly, trying to ignore Fu Ying's gaze, and hurried to Song Shu.

"That won't work. It's too dangerous for you to sleep outside alone." Song Shu touched her head and said gently, "Besides, if something happens to you in the living room, I won't be able to take care of you in time."

Luo Ze whispered, "It's okay. I'm sleeping alone in the supermarket wrapped in a blanket... I can hear any noise outside. I have good hearing... I'll call you if anything happens."

Song Shu said lovingly: "Oh, what a good child!"

One hand firmly grasped Luo Ze's collar and pulled him back. Fu Ying frowned at her and said in an unquestionable tone: "You sleep on the sofa outside. I think Gu Nini and Yuan Lin are also willing to take care of you."

Song Shu: "...You let Gu Nini take care of her? I think she is the type of person who hates children the most."

Fu Ying: "Can you still raise the child to death?"

Song Shu: “…”

"No, how can you raise a child without dying?" She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Fu Ying didn't feel anything and said calmly, "What's the big deal? I've always been here this way."

Song Shu was silent. He put the folding bed next to the sofa, then whispered something to Luo Ze. The little girl nodded, found clothes from a sack by the wall, and took the little girl to take a bath.

Fu Ying turned her head to look at Song Shu, only to see her holding the thermos and carrying it towards the bathroom.

Song Shu poured some boiling hot water into a large bucket, and then the little hot water in the bucket instantly produced a whole bucket of hot water. She said to Luo Ze: "The cold water is in another bucket, add it yourself when you wash."

Rose nodded obediently.

Song Shu didn't know when the power went out outside. In short, Luo Ze hadn't used hot water for a long time. If he felt smelly, he would go to the bathroom in the supermarket, get some water on his body, and wipe it with a towel. He also used cold water to wash his hair.

Song Shu knew how unpleasant that felt, and naturally felt sympathy for this child who was struggling to survive in the supermarket.

She closed the bathroom door, turned around, and saw Fu Ying still standing there, staring at her.

Song Shu placed the thermos bottle against the wall and whispered, "If I have a child, I will definitely give her the best things in the world. I will never... just raise her casually."

Her original intention was to let Fu Ying know her thoughts, but when Fu Ying heard that, the corners of his lips slightly turned down, as if he was unhappy.

"You want a child?" she said. "Children are good for nothing. They only annoy people."

Song Shu shrugged: "I just feel sorry for Luo Ze, who has to face the end of the world at such a young age. Besides, I don't plan to have children. I am most afraid of pain."

Fu Ying raised her chin slightly and walked over with her hands behind her back.

"I won't hurt you." The words rolled vaguely between her lips and tongue, and Song Shu didn't hear clearly.

"What?" She looked confused.

Fu Ying: "I mean, as long as I'm here, I won't let you feel any pain."

Song Shu: "Which aspects do you mean?"

Fu Ying: “Any aspect.”

Song Shu pursed his lips, lowered his head, hooked his hands together and clasped them together.

"You know I have something to ask you, right?"

Fu Ying nodded, but her expression was indifferent: "What do you want to ask?"

"You are experienced. What you did today seems very abnormal. Others may think you are crazy, but I know that you must have been thinking about everything related to today these days." Song Shu said, "What prompted you to act quickly today?"

Fu Ying reached out and separated her fingers, then held them tightly in his palm.

"What do you think motivated me to do so much today?"

Song Shu had been thinking about it for a long time when he brought Luo Ze back but Fu Ying didn't catch up. Now he didn't want to play dumb and said bluntly: "You have done so much, but others may not remember it. I also know that you don't care about them."

Fu Ying's eyelashes drooped as she looked down at Song Shu. She felt that Song Shu was particularly adorable when she was thinking seriously and analyzing solemnly.

"I know about Luo Ze's matter. You did it for me." Song Shu said, "I will remember your kindness. Whether you accept Luo Ze or not, she is one of us now and will be of great use in the future."

Fu Ying said in a low voice: "It's up to you, but she can't sleep in the bedroom anyway."

Song Shuqi said: "I don't know when you started to love my bed so much."

Fu Ying: "I sleep, it's mine, no one else is allowed to come in."

Song Shu didn't even think about it, and agreed without blinking: "Okay."

"I can understand your intentions in cleaning up the Baisang," she continued, "First, you want to deter the enemy forces that might be watching us in secret; second, you want to let the people in the community know your strength."

Fu Ying raised her finger, placed it in front of her and examined it carefully, saying casually:

"Well, because I noticed that there were crows circling in the sky. Although there are many people in the community who have superpowers, many of their superpowers are useless and can't withstand a single blow." She said, "You don't need to copy them."

Song Shu: "...So?"

Fu Ying: "So, they have to be aware that they have obtained a lot of supplies today and don't need to rely on you for a while, but they still have to rely on electric and water-type esperants."

Song Shu thought for a moment and said, "My original intention was to hope that everyone could live, but there is a prerequisite, that is, everyone cannot fight among themselves. If it really comes to that..."

"Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys." Fu Ying said firmly, with a vicious look in her eyes, "If you don't want to, I'll do it. If you meet someone who is against you, you can't let the tiger go back to the mountain, just kill them directly."

Song Shu: "As the saying goes, leave some room for error... If something like that really happens, I can only see how it goes. I might not think the same way by then."

Twenty minutes later, when Luo Ze finished her shower, the long-armed and long-legged Fu Ying unceremoniously picked her up in her cat pajamas and threw her onto the folding bed next to the sofa, where the mattress pad, sheets, quilt and pillow were already prepared.

Before Luo Ze sat down, he heard Fu Ying's cold voice:

"If you dare to run into the bedroom in the middle of the night, I will dig out your heart."