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

Song Shu took off his shirt and put it on again. He felt that the cold air was about to freeze him into an ice cube. He quickly released his mental power to drive away the cold, climbed onto the bed and quickly rolled into the quilt.

She turned over, pupated a few times, and pressed the edge of the quilt under her body. Her cold arms were directly pressed against Fu Ying's hot arms. She sighed, "Oh, it's warm. You're like a stove."

Fu Ying had her back to her, so Song Shu insisted on repeating the question: "Fu Ying, answer me, why do you insist on coming to Aito City in this apocalypse where monsters and zombies are rampant?"

"..."

"Fu Ying, tell me, I won't tell anyone. Even if there is any shameful purpose, I won't feel ashamed of you."

"..."

"Fu Ying, you know someone in Aito City, right? That's why you want to come and look for him, right?"

"sleep."

"Oh, you're willing to pay attention to me?" Song Shu smiled and stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist. "I just want to have a good sleep. I have been having problems in my mind and I can't sleep well."

Fu Ying took a few deep breaths and finally gave an answer: "I want to come here. Even if I die, I can return to my roots. I hate the family in Fran Country. I have no feelings for that land. I live there with only endless hatred."

"Even if it's the end of the world, I don't want to stay there. I want to come back."

After she finished speaking, silence fell in the room.

Fu Ying turned over, listened to Song Shu's breathing, and whispered again: "I came here to find a sense of belonging - and then I met you."

Song Shu didn't know what to say, so he could only pat her on the back: "I didn't offend you, did I?"

Fu Ying: "No, I won't be offended by anything you say to me."

She pressed her forehead against Song Shu's, her throat rolled several times, suppressing her agitated emotions, and said in a steady voice:

"No matter what I go through in this city, as long as you are here, I am not alone."

"...Okay." Song Shu smelled her fragrance in the dark, and his tone became softer, "We are good friends. Although the time is short, you have occupied a big place in my heart."

Fu Ying bit her tongue calmly, feeling dissatisfied when she heard Song Shu's words.

She wanted more, more from Song Shu.

A lot... so much that Song Shu broke down and cried, so much that Song Shu was obviously unwilling but was coaxed by her to continue...

Just like that drunken kiss that night.

He tossed and turned, pulled her back and forth, and coaxed her little by little, allowing the confused girl to sink with him.

Just the kiss made my whole body ache.

It hurts to endure.

Fu Ying stroked Song Shu's smooth and soft fabric and asked, "Do you wear a shirt to sleep at night?"

"Well, I took off my little clothes, otherwise it would be uncomfortable." Song Shu muttered, "You wouldn't wear them at night... Oh, yes, you wear them every time."

"Hmm?" Fu Ying asked, "How do you know?"

"Because I can feel it," Song Shu said as a matter of course, "I tell you, it's not good for your health to wear it when you sleep at night, but now is the end of the world, and there is not so much time to change clothes... Anyway, it's better to spend a night in peace."

She shrank down a little, half of her face buried in the pillow, and yawned sideways: "Ah...I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

Fu Ying slowly stroked her back, feeling the very obvious spine under her clothes, and whispered, "How come you eat so much and don't gain weight?"

Song Shu's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened. He raised his head and questioned her, "What! How did I eat too much? You are simply exaggerating! I am proud that I don't gain weight! What's wrong!"

Fu Ying: “…I’m sorry.”

Song Shu curled his lips, shrunk back into her arms, closed his eyes and muttered: "Maybe I was bullied a lot when I was a child, so it's hard for me to digest food when I grow up."

"..." Fu Ying frowned and asked carefully, "Were you bullied a lot when you were a child?"

"That's not important." Song Shu said, "It's all in the past."

"Whoever bullies you, I will kill him." Fu Ying's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Oh, there are so many people who bullied me. How can I remember them all?" Song Shu closed his eyes and sighed in her arms, "Do you still need to kill them? I guess they have all turned into weirdos."

"Even if it turns into a monster, I have to kill it again." Fu Ying was silent for a while and made up his mind.

"Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later..." Once he made up his mind to sleep, Song Shu quickly emptied his mind. After mumbling for a while, he fell asleep.

Fu Ying was still thinking about many things in her mind, but Song Shu had already fallen asleep, so she stopped thinking about those things and slowly let go of the depression in her heart by listening to Song Shu's long breathing.

During the snowy nights, she would kiss Song Shu secretly while he was asleep, again and again, gradually gaining experience.

Song Shu would sleep most soundly two hours after falling asleep, and would turn over and change to a comfortable sleeping position after three hours. Generally, she would enter a light sleep state after five hours. When Fu Ying called her name, she would suddenly wake up, and then lie back down to continue sleeping. After waking up once, she would fall asleep again very soundly and basically would not wake up.

So, Fu Ying waited patiently until midnight, called him softly twice, and seeing that Song Shu's breathing rhythm was not disordered, she leaned over, found two soft lips in the darkness and licked them.

In fact, Song Shu would take off his clothes and go to sleep every night, as that was the way he could sleep most peacefully and comfortably.

Fu Ying also seized this opportunity and found opportunities to feel more.

The only remaining sanity in her told her that this was wrong, but she also naturally thought that even if Song Shu found out, he would not be angry with her.

So when she was kissing and touching secretly, she knew her limits and didn't dare to go too far.

……

Song Shu's breath touched my cheek, warm and cozy.

Fu Ying was intoxicated by the deep kiss. Just as she retracted her tongue and left the wet lips to relieve the heat in her heart, the breathing sound beside her ear was almost too faint to be heard.

Fu Ying's heart beat twice, she held her breath, and then slowly withdrew her head.

——Before she had time to wipe her saliva, this thought suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Fu Ying?" A hesitant voice came from the lips that she had just invaded.

Fu Ying calmed down and tried to stop her voice from shaking: "Hmm?"

She only felt a moment of silence that seemed like an eternity, and the people around her didn't speak either.

Fu Ying's heart was about to jump out of her throat. She carefully put her arms around Song Shu's waist: "Song Shu?"

The answer to her was another long breath.

Song Shu fell asleep again.

Fu Ying opened her eyes, unable to believe it, and kept trying to recall when Song Shu had just woken up.

She thought about it for the rest of the night, feeling anxious and worried.

So, I couldn't fall asleep anymore.