In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

At this moment, Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai had returned to 1802, and Song Jinhe yawned tiredly.

It was only 10 o'clock in the evening. Cheng Qianhuai brought out a bowl of tomato and egg noodles and placed the tableware in front of her.

"Try it. After eating, wash up and go to bed. Don't you always say you're sleepy?"

He picked up the comb to help her comb her hair, and covered her legs with a blanket before sitting back in his seat.

"The searchlight has been given to them. Please remember to check how the installation is going later."

After Song Jinhe finished speaking, he took a bite of the tomato and egg noodles and gave a thumbs up with great satisfaction: "It's delicious."

Cheng Qianhuai smiled happily. The two of them finished today's dinner in twos and twos. Song Jinhe lay down on the bed to rest, while Cheng Qianhuai went downstairs to supervise the work and went around for a patrol.

The light of the searchlight is bright enough, and people hiding in the shadows and corners of the community can be immediately observed, which greatly improves the efficiency of their patrols and can respond promptly to any disturbance.

Cheng Qianhuai looked at Xu Qingkang who was busy. The two of them used iron wire to reinforce the searchlight and wrapped it tightly with heat insulation boards before barely completing the task.

"Is Xiao Song sleeping at home?"

Xu Qingkang asked.

Cheng Qianhuai nodded: "Yes."

He is not talkative in front of outsiders, and he is unwilling to reveal too much information to them.

Xu Qingkang looked left and right and said cautiously: "Xiao Cheng, you have to have a sense of crisis."

Cheng Qianhuai raised his eyebrows in confusion when he heard this: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qingkang sighed: "There are actually quite a few survivors left in our community, including some good-looking men and women.

Let me tell you, during this period of time, several people have come over to ask me about Xiao Song's preferences.

Although you are indeed good-looking, what should Xiao Song do if he gets tired of your taste over time and wants to switch to someone else? "

Cheng Qianhuai scratched his head in embarrassment, but looked at the surrounding unit buildings very honestly.

Someone actually wants to compete with him? Don’t even look at what you are!

Seeing that he still didn't seem to have a sense of crisis, Xu Qingkang sighed helplessly: "Uncle Xu told you that Xiao Song is a very outstanding child. After the end of the world, the so-called monogamy has basically been abolished. .

If you don't live up to expectations, don't blame Uncle Xu for not reminding you if your wife is stolen by another man in the future.

It's normal for people with strong abilities to have three houses and six houses. Don't be too confident. "

Cheng Qianhuai nodded very solemnly: "Thank you, Uncle Xu, I understand.

I will try my best to keep Ah He's heart and never let any man cross my position. "

Xu Qingkang nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. I'm watching you and Xiao Song Deng confront each other. Those men have ulterior motives for approaching her. You seem more reliable."

Cheng Qianhuai nodded and smiled in return, and hurried home after checking all the searchlights.

Song Jinhe didn't sleep, he was lying on the sofa watching TV series.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she yawned and sat up: "I'm back. I'm waiting for you to take a shower together in the space. Let's go."

Cheng Qianhuai changed into his slippers and walked to the sofa. Considering the sweat and dirt on his body, he still didn't dare to reach out and touch her.

"Uncle Xu just told me that there are many good-looking men and women around asking for news about you.

Tell me, are they trying to seduce you and then kick me out of my position in the palace? "

When Song Jinhe heard this, he patted his forehead helplessly: "What are you talking about? Someone is seducing me.

I am stuck with you every day. Even if someone wants to seduce me, you have to give them a chance. "

Cheng Qianhuai kept silent and obediently entered the space with her to take a bath. His eyelids drooped slightly, like a puppy being trained.

Song Jinhe was too lazy to resolve these unnecessary matters with him. After taking a bath, he just wanted to see if he had finished cleaning up, but found that Cheng Qianhuai was wearing a bath towel that could barely cover the important parts, revealing an extremely attractive mermaid line.

He positioned himself in front of the door, just enough to block her way.

Song Jinhe's hand was grabbed by him, and he gently placed it between his waist and abdomen, deliberately lowering his eyes to seduce her.

"Do you think it's me that smells better, or the wild flowers outside?"

Song Jinhe is also a loser. Every time Cheng Qianhuai does this, she can bite the hook very accurately without any hesitation.

"How can wild flowers be as fragrant as home flowers? To me, no one can compare to you."

She swallowed, but was picked up by him. She could only helplessly wrap her arms around his neck and cross her legs against him.

"What are you doing again?"

Cheng Qianhuai's eyes were blazing: "Serve you."

Song Jinhe sensed something was wrong very keenly: "What? I don't need it!"

She naturally knew the thoughts of Cheng Qianhuai, a goblin. Every time he lost his sense of security, he always wanted to get closer to her. After Uncle Xu's persuasion, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to let her go easily today.

Uncle Xu, you are harming me!

Song Jinhe complained endlessly in his heart, frowning and pushing his shoulders, his face full of helplessness.

"Let me go, Cheng Qianhuai, I'll be angry if you do this again.

Am I so untrustworthy in your mind? He gets angry with me every time he talks about this. "

Cheng Qianhuai didn't seem to hear her. He threw her on the bed in the villa bedroom and pressed on her.

"Ah He, say you love me, you say you love me."

His slender fingertips grasped the belt of her bathrobe and gently pulled it, as if opening an extremely precious gift.

Feeling the chill on his body and Cheng Qianhuai's hot body temperature, Song Jinhe wanted to cry without tears.

She felt that she might not be able to escape. This guy was really helpless.

"If I say I love you, will you let me go?"

She grabbed his big palm attached to her waist and pushed it away.

But he remained motionless, with a faint smile on his face: "No."

"But you said you would obey me no matter what, Cheng Qianhuai, I order you to let me go now."

Song Jinhe reluctantly pulled away and wanted to leave, but he easily grabbed his ankle and his body was firmly fixed on the bed, leaving him no chance to escape.

There was some struggle in Cheng Qianhuai's eyes, but he still stubbornly refused to leave.

"I'm afraid of Ah He. I'm afraid that someone will take my place. I'm afraid that everything I have experienced and enjoyed will turn into a dream."

Song Jinhe sighed helplessly: "Do you have to use this method to confirm that I love you?

This makes me suspect that you are simply trying to profit from it. "

Cheng Qianhuai stretched out his hand to help her pull up the scattered clothes: "Just this way I will feel that everything is real.

I can hold you with my hands, feel your body temperature, breathing and heartbeat, everything is within my reach. "

He reluctantly stood up and left, but Song Jinhe lifted his leg and hooked his thin waist.

"come over."

Her hair was scattered on the bed, her eyes were dark, and her lips were seductively red.

To him, she was Lie Xingchun Yao.

"If you want to, then do it."