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

When Bo Li woke up, A Yan was cooking with an expressionless face.

To be precise, she was woken up by the noise caused by A Yan.

As soon as Bo Li opened his mouth, a hoarse voice came out.

"What time is it?" she asked.

A Yan's messy hair covered her eyes. Bo Li helped her to push it away and turned over so that A Yan's arms were not under pressure.

"It's eight o'clock, it's still early." A Yan lowered his head, accurately captured her lips, and kissed her lightly a few times.

"Eight o'clock?" Bo Li stared at her and smiled, "Then you don't have much time left this morning."

Ah Yan frowned, subconsciously flexed his slender fingers, and said unhappily: "You want to find Song Shu again? Who is she to you?"

Bo Li smiled and put his arm around her neck: "Are you jealous?"

"Didn't you have enough last night?" Ah Yan said coldly, "The physique of the superpowered is really good, right? I think even if it takes ten days and ten nights, you will——"

Bo Li's body stiffened, and he laughed, "You are going too far. No matter how much you torture me, you can't do this."

Ah Yan stopped talking and concentrated on his work.

……

Half an hour later, under Bo Li's urging, Ah Yan reluctantly let her go, and at the end he said something cruel: "Believe it or not, I will torture you right in front of Song Shu."

Bo Li: "I don't believe it. How can you? You don't have the ability to become invisible."

A Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, then realized something and smiled slyly.

"It doesn't matter. You and Song Shu have the same account number anyway." She said, "Fu Ying doesn't seem to be the weaker party."

Bo Li: "Oh? You can't judge a person by his appearance."

A Yan carried her to the bathroom. Fortunately, they had prepared three thermos bottles in advance so they would not have no water to take a shower when they wanted to.

After packing up and going out, Bo Li found that Song Shu was already standing at one end of the corridor, alone, feeling the cold wind outside the window.

"Song Shu, why didn't you knock on the door when you came?" Bo Li walked over, "Others didn't say anything either."

"Don't bother others, I can do it myself." Song Shu turned around and smiled unnaturally, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

Bo Li glanced at Ah Yan who was looking unhappy behind him, and signaled her to be more friendly with his eyes, and then said to Song Shu: "Don't disturb us, we just got up, do you want to have some breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Song Shu followed them into the house. Boli's house was a two-bedroom apartment with a whole wall of photo frames and various trophies and certificates in the cabinet.

"Wow, Bo Li, you must be a top student." Song Shu walked over to take a look and discovered that Bo Li had won awards in many competitions including music, dance, painting, and Go. There were also many photos of him in competitions in the photo frames on the wall, as well as photos of his daily life while skiing and traveling.

Bo Li was used to such compliments and just smiled: "If I had to choose, I wouldn't want any award."

Song Shu looked at her: "Why? Isn't it good to have many skills?"

"Because I didn't do this voluntarily. My family wanted me to be an all-around beautiful, rich and white woman." Bo Li joked, "It will be easier for me to find a tall, rich and handsome man in the future to bring greater benefits to the family."

While Song Shu was stunned, she took a purple clay teapot from the complete set of tea sets on the dining table, poured tea for Song Shu, filled it to 70%, and handed it to him.

"No one is in charge here, so let's not get too fussy about it." Bo Li said gently, "Just hold the cup however you want."

Song Shu held the top of the cup and asked curiously, "Your parents are very strict, right?"

"I guess so. But in fact, behind everyone's strict upbringing, there are some unspeakable secrets." Bo Li said easily, raised his glass and clinked it with hers cheerfully. Ah Yan took the noodles and went to the kitchen.

After they both got up, they changed into their going-out clothes. Song Shu glanced at the kitchen and said, "So you and Ah Yan have been living together."

Bo Li said: "It's normal, just like you and Fu Ying have always lived together."

Song Shu coughed twice and said unnaturally: "How can they be the same..."

Bo Li motioned for her to sit on the sofa and said, "Why didn't I see Fu Ying following you today?"

"She's still resting. Besides, I can handle going out alone." Song Shu sat on the sofa. "I can't be unable to protect myself without Fu Ying, right?"

She held the cup and blew on the tea, only to hear Bo Li say, "I don't think Fu Ying is the type to let you go out alone. Did you have a fight?"

"Ah? No." Song Shu muttered, "Let's talk about business."

Bo Li rolled his eyes and smiled brighter: "Song Shu, we are friends, right?"

Song Shu looked down at the teacup and replied, "It should be now."

Bo Li: "What do you mean it should be?"

"Before Fu Ying, I didn't have a close friend." Song Shu said honestly, "If possible, I would not want to join any social relationship that requires interpersonal communication."

Bo Li thought for a moment, "So you like to be alone, right?"

"It's good to be alone. Although it's boring sometimes, I feel uneasy and anxious when I think that someone will occupy my private space."

"But it's different in the end times. I hope someone can accompany me." Song Shu shook his head helplessly, "It's too unsafe to be alone."

"So... do you think it's easier to interact with others in the end times than in a peaceful society?" Bo Li asked, "Why didn't you think Fu Ying was dangerous when she came?"

Song Shu was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "Because I wanted to hug someone's thigh at that time."

Bo Li: "..." She burst into laughter, "That's a good idea, but it's also surprising that Fu Ying can accept you hugging her thighs."

"Have you ever thought that everything she's been through before might make her not trust anyone of her kind anymore, and not bother to save others?"

Song Shu frowned, and Bo Li quickly raised his glass and expressed his sincerity: "I don't mean to slander her or sow discord between you. After all, I accepted and let you copy my ability the first time."

"We are friends now, right?" She smiled slightly. "From the second time I saw you, I knew we were destined to be together."

Song Shu was silent for a few seconds and clinked glasses with her.

"It's fate."

The living room was gradually filled with the aroma of noodles. Song Shu was full and didn't feel anything. Seeing Bo Li pick up a bag of potato chips from the coffee table and tear it open to eat, he muttered, "I'm so hungry. It turns out that I used up too much energy yesterday."

Song Shu took a sip of tea, the scalding hot tea flowed from the tip of her tongue into her throat. Thinking of Fu Ying kissing her when she was asleep, she touched her lips unconsciously again.

Although their previous cuddling was intimate, she never thought of anything else.

Also, Fu Ying never shows it on her face. If she liked someone, she would have said it.

But in this way, she herself didn't know how to handle the relationship between the two of them.

Could it be that Fu Ying really liked her? This was troublesome.

Bo Li looked at Song Shu's changing expression, thinking for a while, and finally gave him a warm reminder: "Drink slowly, don't burn yourself, look, your face is red."

"..."

Song Shu held the teacup tightly and drank it all.