The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Although Deng Shentong thought he had escaped danger in the billiard room, at night, what was coming still came.

After all, Zhang Yi did not move into his room openly, but Deng Shentong left a door unlocked for him, which meant that he was allowed to sleep in the same bed with him.

The lights in Deng Garden were turned off one by one, and the maids in the yard always went to bed early.

After Zhang Yi finished washing up, he looked around to make sure that no one was walking outside, and then tiptoed towards Deng Shentong's master bedroom like a flower thief.

The door was not locked and a warm yellow floor lamp was on inside. Deng Shentong curled up lazily on the snow-white carpet on the sofa by the window, like an elegant long-haired cat.

He was reading a book in his loose pajamas. He was already used to Zhang Yi's coming. His long eyelashes trembled, but he didn't lift them.

The warm light shone on Deng Shentong's exposed slender neck and snow-white chest, revealing a jade-like warmth. Zhang Yi couldn't help but slow down his anxious footsteps and breathing and walked to his side.

"Owner."

"Are you here? Go to sleep."

Their conversation was simple, as if it had been repeated countless times in peaceful days, with a tacit understanding like a quiet conversation.

Deng Shentong didn't even look up to see who was coming. He just gently closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. Then he tilted his head against the sofa cushion and closed his eyes, looking very sleepy.

Of course he was very handsome, looking like a jade sculpture leaning on the sofa, with his silver-white hair falling very softly along the curve of his body.

Zhang Yi took a look at the book and found that it was not the gardening book that Deng Shentong loved to use to kill time, but a hardcover picture book of "The Little Prince".

The blond boy on the cover is holding the bright red rose tightly in his arms, smiling so innocently.

Anyone would be touched if they were caught off guard by something so pure and sincere in the cold apocalypse.

"Why are you looking at this?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile. He found it hard to imagine that Deng Shentong had such a pure inner world.

"..." Deng Shentong rubbed his brows and said lightly, "Deng Yun's child was born. When I was giving gifts, I picked up a book and took it to flip through it."

Zhang Yi thought about it for a while and soon remembered that it was the woman who slapped him in the Password Bar. Her bright red nails were indeed impressive.

I didn't expect that so much time has passed and she actually has a child.

Although there is no life in the frozen world, humans have gradually adapted to this harsh environment thanks to their tenacity.

There are always some people who can live without worries about food and clothing.

Not only in Blizzard City, but in the entire Huaxu Kingdom, the world, and the earth, new life is born every day.

This does not mean that the end of the world will be better, but at least it shows that humans can continue in this situation, which can always bring a little comfort to everyone.

As the new head of the family, Deng Shentong naturally had to give some symbolic gifts, such as children's supplies.

The atmosphere in the house was peaceful. A solitary lamp softened the faces of the two people. The clock was ticking and it was indeed getting late.

Deng Shentong lay on the sofa without moving, with his eyes squinted, as if he was really asleep.

Zhang Yi knew that he was not asleep.

He bent down obediently, wrapped his strong arms around the man's back and knees lying on the sofa, and easily carried him to the bed.

He did all this very naturally, and Deng Shentong did not resist, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of service.

Zhang Yi went back and turned off the switch of the floor lamp. With a "click", the room fell into darkness, with only a little light coming through the window.

Through a layer of snow-white gauze curtain, the snow in the yard shimmered with faint silver light under the moonlight, becoming the only source of light in this dark room.

Zhang Yi lay down next to Deng Shentong.

The two-meter-long bed is more than enough for one person to sleep in, and it is actually OK for two men to sleep in it, but Zhang Yi insisted on sticking close to him and hugging Deng Shentong's waist under the quilt.

This seemed a bit crowded, but this kind of crowding was warm in the cold night. Deng Shentong did not move, tacitly approving his behavior.

His body temperature had always been low, which might have been caused by freezing in the snow one night, but he did not tell Zhang Yi about these things.

The rest of his body functions were healthy, so it wasn't a big deal.

What's more, the tall male body behind him was pressed tightly against him, as hot as a charcoal stove in winter.

If you sleep with your feet together, you won't feel cold.

A pair of eyes emitting a faint light like that of a wild beast suddenly lit up in the dark night. Zhang Yi stared at the snow-white neck of the person in his arms, wondering what he was thinking of.

His hand that was around Deng Shentong's waist under the quilt began to become restless. He touched the collar of his pajamas and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

A slightly cool hand quickly came up to stop him: "... Stop it."

Deng Shentong did not turn around. His voice was calm, with a hint of laziness and hoarseness. It was obvious that this handsome man did not realize the crisis and was ready to continue sleeping.

Zhang Yi moved forward, and the distance between the two of them suddenly became so close that he could kiss Deng Shentong's cheek by just lowering his head.

But he preferred to bite the pink earlobe, like a puppy grinding its teeth on the cartilage, licking, kissing and nibbling it gently.

"Um……"

The ears are covered with delicate capillaries and are extremely sensitive organs in humans.

Deng Shentong let out a muffled groan, but he did not resist. His body had already gotten used to this somewhat unusual form of intimacy.

Of course, he currently just thought that Zhang Yi was just acting like a spoiled brat, trying to make up for what happened during the day.

However, he soon couldn't remain calm anymore - Zhang Yi's fingers had hooked on the waistband of his pants and were pulling them down little by little.

The familiar fire ignited again behind Deng Shentong, and he certainly knew what it was.

Just when he was about to tell Zhang Yi to get out, the other party suddenly threw out a question:

"Deng Shentong, do you like children?"

Deng Shentong was stunned. He really couldn't handle this strange question at the moment and didn't know what Zhang Yi was talking about.

Could it be that Deng Yun’s child touched him?

After hesitating for a moment, Deng Shentong replied cautiously: "No need, I don't really need such a child."

However, Zhang Yi sighed deeply behind him, as if he felt a little regretful.

Deng Shentong found it even harder to figure out what he was thinking. He thought of Zhang Yi's past girlfriends, and suddenly felt uncomfortable. He added stubbornly, "If you want..."

However, Zhang Yi gently turned his cheek and used his lips to block his sharp words.

The kiss was brief but gentle enough for Deng Shentong to suppress his dissatisfaction.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yi's voice sounded in the darkness with a hint of teasing.

The man's hot body pressed against him like fire, leaving Deng Shentong with no way to escape.

"Please get pregnant for me, Deng Shentong."