Reborn after the apocalypse, stocked up on supplies but still afraid of not having a goddess?

The footsteps stopped at the door, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped.

Song Xiaodie was making her final hesitation, she was a little confused about her thoughts.

Finally, she opened the door and put aside her arrogant disguise.

The moment the door was pushed open, Ye Zheng clearly felt that Song Xiaodie was a little different today than usual.

The simple hairstyle was changed to a cross-patterned princess hairstyle, which made it less cold and more graceful.

She casually wore a very ordinary long waisted down jacket on her body, which swept away her previous aloof temperament and added a bit of gentleness.

There was a slight smile on his face, and his eyes softened as he looked at Ye Zheng.

After looking at Ye Zheng meaningfully for a few seconds, she kicked off her high heels and got on the bed.

Before Ye Zheng understood what she was going to do, a pair of red lips had already pressed against his.

It's a little cool, but also very warm and soft.

This was beyond his expectations, but he kissed her back instinctively.

Her red lips slightly opened, and Ye Zheng quickly caught sight of her tender and soft tongue.

It seemed like a hungry little beast had encountered the sweetest food, and Ye Zheng tasted it greedily.

This kiss seemed to break through all of Song Xiaodie's reserve and disguise, and allowed her to completely release her body's instincts.

She unconsciously moved her tongue, intertwining it with Ye Zheng's.

Song Xiaodie closed her beautiful eyes, her delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and her arms around Ye Zheng's shoulders tightened a little.

Ye Zheng also tried hard to respond.

The panting sounds came one after another, as if they were playing a beautiful piece of music.

She skillfully took off Ye Zheng's shirt, and her white, tender and smooth hands gently moved over Ye Zheng's chest and abdominal muscles.

Ye Zheng also reached his hand inside through the gap between the buttons, and did not touch any other clothes, but instead felt the smooth and soft skin of his lower abdomen.

This made Ye Zheng even more excited. He tore open her down coat and found only pure white lace underwear and suspender white stockings inside.

No wonder she was wearing a down jacket, it turned out she was wearing a carefully prepared battle suit underneath.

Her snow-white and tender skin looks even more beautiful under the bright lights.

A pair of beautiful eyes, tender as water, mysterious and moving.

Her face flushed, I don't know if it was because of shyness or excitement, it was extremely attractive.

The tight and pretty figure, under the light, rose and fell slightly with her breathing, making it difficult for Ye Zheng to resist.

Ye Zheng's hands were unconsciously attracted to it. It was very elastic and felt great.

Ye Zheng was reluctant to let go of even an inch of that white, smooth and tender skin.

When the clothes were scattered all over the floor, the two people finally spoke frankly to each other.

There was a hint of mist in Song Xiaodie's eyes, and she seemed to be expectant yet a little afraid.

She hadn't had such an experience in a long time. She just felt that the suppressed fire in her heart was burning like a volcano.

The skin on the face and body becomes more rosy.

This made Ye Zheng even more excited.

Unconsciously, she moved her lips toward his and hugged his neck tightly.

She wanted the fire to fuse their two bodies together.

The suffocation caused by the passionate kiss made the breathing more intense.

"Hurry, hurry up, help me!"

Song Xiaodie couldn't believe that these words came out of her mouth, but these were her true thoughts at the moment.

Ye Zheng smiled evilly, "What can I help you with? How can I help you?"

"You... hurry up..."

Ye Zheng still calmly used his hands to appreciate the artwork in front of him.

The soft and slender waist has smooth lines and no trace of fat.

The smooth and delicate skin exudes a faint body fragrance.

Song Xiaodie really couldn't bear it anymore. She felt that too much energy was gathered in her body and she was eagerly looking for a breakthrough.

And this breakthrough can only be opened for her by the man in front of her.

"Can you... hurry up..."

After saying this, Song Xiaodie didn't dare to look him in the eye, and she turned her face away in shame.

The more cold and reserved a woman is, the more passionate and bold she will be when her disguise is exposed.

I had only heard about it before, but this time I finally saw it.

Seeing Song Xiaodie's anxious and shy look, Ye Zheng found her even more charming and attractive. For a moment, he stopped all his movements and just admired her shy and cute look.

"You... stop looking... hurry up...

Hurry up... hurry up... please... help me..."

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

Ye Zheng looked at the pretty lady with amusement.

"You... hurry up..."

Tears began to well up in Song Xiaodie's eyes.

"How to help you?"

Ye Zheng smiled evilly.

"Oh, it's just..."

Ye Zheng didn't start working hard until he had appreciated enough.

Then a dreamlike feeling swept over her body, causing the corners of her mouth to curl up slightly again.

"Comfortable?"

"Well...faster...faster..."

Ye Zheng did not do as she wished, but instead slowed down.

She gave him a resentful look, then took the initiative and started to fight back frantically.

But she was at the bottom, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't achieve the desired results.

She could only fight with all her might while glaring at Ye Zheng angrily.

This look seemed to sound the clarion call for attack. Ye Zheng no longer delayed and threw himself into the battle wholeheartedly.

The beautiful singing voice coming out of Song Xiaodie's mouth was melodious and lingering, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, echoing throughout the room.

It seemed that the bed was not big enough, and the battlefield kept shifting, leaving traces of their fight on the table, in front of the windowsill, and on the floor.

Moreover, after half an hour, they still showed no sign of stopping.

The end of the world has not yet come, but they seem to be on the eve of the end of the world and are unwilling to waste any time.

The battle lasted for one night with ups and downs.

Sometimes it eases a little, but more often it is still intense.

This long battle finally ended when the sky turned slightly white.

After the baptism of this war, the cold and arrogant Song Xiaodie disappeared, and she became a gentle and lively girl again.

When she woke up, Ye Zheng was still sleeping.

She looked at the man carefully and affectionately, smiling unconsciously.

That smile is warm and sweet.

When she left, she kissed him gently on the forehead.

Early in the morning, Ye Zheng woke up, opened the window, and a breeze blew in.

The winter in Haicheng is not that cold, but it always feels like something is missing.

I took a deep breath of fresh air and all the fatigue was swept away.

Ye Zheng began to make final preparations for the end of the world.

Many hidden cameras need to be installed around the fortress. The more the better, and the more hidden the better.

This way you can anticipate the enemy's moves.

There are also vehicles that need further strengthening and modification, especially in terms of equipping them with weapons.

All these are handed over to the old comrades, who are very knowledgeable in this area.

In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is approaching and the end of the world is getting closer and closer.

On the busy streets, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and everyone's face is filled with the joy of the festival.

But many people don’t know that this may be their last peaceful Spring Festival in this world.

New Year's Eve arrived, and Ye Zheng was in a good mood. He prepared a New Year's Eve dinner for Su Wanling.

He was very curious about what gift Su Wanling had prepared for him.