Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

There are still six days before Zhai Nian returns home, and Zhen Qing has been sleeping like crazy during this period.

In the past two days, Zhenqing fell asleep directly.

He woke up slowly and sporadically over the next two days.

After awakening his space-related supernatural powers, Zhenqing became a pig that ate and slept, and slept and ate again.

Zhenqing himself guessed that it was because of the awakening of the space system that caused the power in his body to become unstable and he became drowsy.

Today Zhenqing was picked up by Qian in a daze and put on his clothes. When he saw Huang coming in from outside, he subconsciously reached out for a hug.

For several days in a row, Zhenqing slept with Qian and Huang. Ever since Zhenqing found out that Qingzhu was his uncle's, Zhai Li simply abandoned his beloved nephew and ran into the arms of his wife.

It is said that before Ellie left, Shen Qingzhu was the only one who was busy and had not returned home for several days. He only returned completely when Zhai Yan went to the front line and Shen Qingzhu took over.

Zhenqing seriously suspected that Zhai Li was too depressed and needed his wife to recharge him.

After Huang carried his little prince to wash up, he took people to the living room.

"Fa Fa, what's for breakfast today?" Zhen Qing rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Huang came out from the kitchen carrying a bowl of porridge: "Tomato and lean meat porridge, tea eggs and a cup of milk."

"Oh." Zhenqing picked up the spoon, took a sip, and sighed in his heart. He was really sleepy.

Qian cleaned up the room and came out: "Your Highness, your bracelet is ringing."

"Hmm?" Zhenqing looked up and saw a grain of rice on his mouth.

"Qianqian, please answer it for me." Zhenqing picked up the tea egg, took a bite, and started chewing with his cheeks puffed out.

"it is good,"

"Hello?" Qian walked over, put the bracelet next to Zhenqing's bowl, and picked up the paper to wipe the rice from the corner of Zhenqing's mouth.

"Is it... Your Highness?" The other party's voice was soft, with a hint of shyness in it.

“Wei Yang?” Zhen Qing swallowed the last bite of the tea egg.

"Ah."

"What's the matter?" Zhenqing blinked and looked at Qian.

Qian smiled and said silently: I should be here to play with you.

"That...I want..."

Zhenqing narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly: "What are you thinking about?"

"think……"

Zhenqing continued to eat, waiting for the little guy to speak.

A few seconds later, Zhenqing picked up the milk and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll hang up~"

"Don't!" the other party became anxious.

"Then speak quickly!" Zhenqing leaned back in the chair holding the milk, waiting for the other party to speak.

"I want to come and play with my brother... Can I?"

Zhenqing could imagine what the little guy on the other end of the phone looked like. He must have been covering his blushing face when he said that.

Good boy! Zhenqing took a sip of milk and said, "Okay, I'll send you the location."

"Um……"

Zhenqing put down the milk cup, picked up the bracelet and put it on himself: "See you later~"

"Ok!"

Zhenqing tugged at Qian's sleeve, and Qian immediately picked him up: "Little Prince?"

Zhenqing rested his face on Qian's shoulder and asked lazily, "Are there any cakes and snacks at home?"

"There are still two small cakes, but no more snacks." Huang cleaned up the dishes, opened the refrigerator, and glanced at it: "Qian knows how to make bear cookies. We have the ingredients at home, and some cakes."

Zhenqing put his hands on Qian's shoulders and looked at Qian: "Qianqian can make cookies?"

"Yes, Huang loved to eat it when he was a child, so I learned it specially." Qian handed the small dumpling to Huang and picked up the loofah to wash the dishes: "It should be ready before Young Master Wei comes over."

Zhenqing also knew how to make some cookies and cakes before he traveled through time. He was a bit fond of this kind of thing, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly: "I want to learn it too!"

It is actually very simple to make bear biscuits. Zhenqing’s current small body can only use molds to fix the shape. Huang moved a stool over for him and asked him to stand on it. He ran over to heat up the pastries and tidy up the tables and chairs in the garden.

It is summer now, but since it is right by the sea, the sea breeze is comfortable.

The garden is actually right next to the swimming pool, maybe about ten meters away, separated by large stone flower pots, and the back is planted with climbing roses and bougainvillea.

Just as the cookies were baked, the doorbell rang.

"coming!"