Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

After staying up all night, Teng Xiyan approached the sun and was let go by Cang Mingzhu.

Cang Mingzhu hugged the sleeping Teng Xiyan, his eyelashes were moist, he gently rubbed the crimson hickeys on Teng Xiyan's body, and a trace of depression flashed under his eyes.

Teng Xiyan woke up in the afternoon with a sore body. The temperature of the bed next to him had already cooled down, and the person sleeping next to him was long gone.

He sat up leaning on the edge of the bed, without any clothes on. His fair body was covered with dense kiss marks, and his throat was extremely dry.

The water on the bedside was still warm, so he picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

Teng Xiyan sighed and rubbed the back of his neck resignedly: "I can't be so provocative and seduce someone next time..."

If he moves now, somewhere in his crotch will hurt terribly.

However, after sweating all night, Teng Xiyan felt refreshed now. His head was still dizzy last night, but now he no longer felt uncomfortable at all.

It's easy to say, but my recovery speed is quite fast.

The door to the room was opened, and Cang Mingzhu walked in with food. Teng Xiyan quickly covered the hickey on his body with the quilt.

"Colonel, I thought you were gone and the tea was cold." Teng Xiyan looked at him, his body feeling a little sore.

Cang Mingzhu put the food on the table, turned around and handed him the washed clothes: "Get dressed and get up to eat."

Teng Xiyan slowly got dressed. Fortunately, the black combat uniform had a high collar and could cover the hickey on his neck.

He sat on a chair, his throat felt a little itchy while eating, and he couldn't help but cough twice.

Cang Mingzhu stood up and poured him a cup of hot water and put it on the table: "You stay in the accommodation area these days and don't go to the laboratory."

Teng Xiyan paused, lowered his eyes and said, "The research is not finished yet, and time is running out."

He also wanted to end it as soon as possible. Continuously doing experiments would be more tiring, and long-term pain would be worse than short-term pain.

"Fu Zhou is here at the institute, you have a good rest." Cang Mingzhu remembered what the doctor said, and her heart inevitably ached.

Teng Xiyan put down his chopsticks and looked up at the ceiling: "I also want to have a good rest, but the situation does not allow it. The purifier is a progress that Fu Zhou and I discovered together. This matter has not been announced now to make them feel more at ease. , after all, the chance is too small.”

"So he and I need to integrate the components of the different strains into it as soon as possible, so you don't have to work so hard."

Cang Mingzhu remained silent for a few seconds, then said in a calm voice with a hint of pleading: "Just one more day of rest, okay?"

He knew that time didn't allow them to rest now, but he didn't want Teng Xiyan to consume his body.

"it is good."

After eating, Teng Xiyan and Cang Mingzhu went to the residential area below together. The area was very large, and people walked by in the aisles, with a trace of sadness on everyone's face.

The light below is not as bright as the one above, and even has a hint of moisture. I wonder if the bottom layer is damaged by vines.

"Xiaoyan?" There was a middle-aged surprised voice next to them, which reached their ears.

Teng Xiyan turned around and found a familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face, and tentatively called out: "Uncle Wen?"

Wen Qian was holding a thin little girl in his arms, staring at the two people in front of him with a pair of round and bright eyes, seeming a little scared.

"Hey!" Wen Qian walked over with his daughter in his arms, his face filled with joy, which was gradually replaced by a sad look, "I didn't expect to meet you here, but are you not having a good life? You look so thin. So much?"

Teng Xiyan smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm doing well, I'm just sick."

He looked down at the little girl in Wen Qian's arms and asked, "Is this your daughter?"

Wen Qian hugged his daughter and shook it gently: "Yes! I am content in this life. Fortunately, I didn't do anything bad before. My daughter is fine! Xiao Nian, call me brother!"

Wen Xiaonian hugged Wen Qian's neck, tied in two braids, and shook it gently. His voice was a little timid: "Brother."

Teng Xiyan rolled his eyes and took out the fruit candy from his bag: "Good boy, little Nian, my brother will give you some candy."

Wen Xiaonian glanced at his father, as if asking for advice.

"Brother gave it to you, just say thank you and you can take it." Wen Qian smiled and touched his daughter's head.

Wen Xiaonian stretched out her little hand, grabbed the fruit candy in her hand, and said in a childish and soft voice: "Thank you, brother."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and hugged Wen Qian's neck, seeming a little scared.

"Hey, my daughter is a little afraid of strangers, Xiaoyan, don't mind hahaha!" Wen Qian patted Wen Xiaonian on the back and said, "I came here and searched for a long time before I found Xiaonian and found that she was following a group of older people. Together with the children, the older children are doing well. Fortunately, they help take care of them..."

Teng Xiyan opened his mouth, but the words did not come out.

But Wen Qian saw what he wanted to ask and laughed openly: "Xiao Nian's mother is probably gone. If she were here, she wouldn't be able to see Xiao Nian suffering like this!"

City 0 was short of food during this period, and Wen Qian also lost a lot of weight, not to mention that he was frugal and saved money. He hoped that his daughter would eat more, and her cheeks were sunken, making her look much older.

Teng Xiyan felt a little sour and didn't know what to say.

"Hey, don't make that expression. So many people died in this disaster. I'm lucky that I didn't die. I can still take care of Xiao Nian. You can be lucky for me!" Wen Qian hurriedly stopped. Zhu Teng Xiyan's expression and tone were brisk, but he didn't look too sad.

Teng Xiyan's expression was a little complicated, "Uncle Wen, please take your own place and don't wander around during this period. There may be changes recently. Take good care of Xiao Nian."

Wen Qian was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Okay, then you should also be careful. This matter is ever-changing..."

"understood."

Teng Xiyan felt a little uncomfortable after saying goodbye.

Unknowingly, he pulled Cang Mingzhu and walked for a long time, and suddenly asked dullly: "Cang Mingzhu, do you think Fu Zhou and I can succeed in our research?"

The footsteps of two people echoed in the corridor, and he couldn't help but wonder, was there something wrong with their direction? Are they really going in this direction?

He was a little confused.

Cang Mingzhu turned to face him. A pair of firm black eyes fell into Teng Xiyan's pupils, and he was deeply attracted.

"If it were you, it would succeed."

Teng Xiyan stared at his serious look and couldn't help laughing: "Then if we don't study it, everyone faces death, and your efforts are in vain, will you blame me?"

"will not."

Cang Mingzhu didn't hesitate at all. He lowered his eyes, and there was a trace of self-blame in his eyes: "I only blame me for not letting you live according to your wishes."