A History of Love with an Alien Prince

Before An Huai woke up, he touched his waist subconsciously before he opened his eyes - there was a leather waist bag hanging there, and there were five small compartments in the waist bag, each of which contained a handbag as thin as a cicada's wing. An unusually sharp knife.

But as soon as he moved, he felt something was wrong. His body seemed to be covered with something like a quilt, and his whole body was warm. He hadn't felt such warmth for a long time.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the white ceiling, already covered with a layer of gray traces.An Huai sat up, only to realize that he was sleeping on a bed, which was a single bed, covered with gray sheets, and covered with a white quilt.

How is this going?

An Huai tried hard to recall what happened, he remembered that he should have gone out with the team to find supplies, and then

An Huai's face turned pale, his last memory was an S-rank zombie rushing towards him, and then the pain of tearing his body apart.So, was he rescued?

An Huai thought so in his heart, but his eyes couldn't help but fell on the hands outside the quilt - white and slender, with round nails, although they can't be called plump, they are still fleshy.

He remembered that a thick layer of calluses had already formed between his fingers because of the contact with the knife, and his hands were not so tender and white, with many scars on them.

This is not my own hand!

An Huai quickly came to a conclusion, and then he seemed to have remembered something, threw off the quilt and ran into the bathroom barefoot.

The face in the mirror was pale and pretty, but it was not the face An Huai was familiar with.

"Am I resurrecting my soul from a dead body?"

After spending a minute digesting the sudden information, An Huai's eyes fell on the mirror in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Great, I'm still alive.

Not only what happened to this body, it was very weak.An Huai walked out of the bathroom, and now he had the leisure to look at the room he was staying in just now.

Undoubtedly, it was a bedroom with very little in it, a wardrobe, a single bed, and to the right of the bed a desk with a dusty stone on it, and nothing else. No.And there is a window on the wall next to the table, which is being opened wide at this moment, the white curtains are blown high by the wind, and a gust of wind full of the smell of the sea blows towards the face.

An Huai walked to the window with bare feet, his eyes fell outside the window, and the expression on his face suddenly became surprised.

The weather outside is very gloomy, and the wind that blows has a chill in it.Looking down is the sparkling sea water, many buildings are half submerged in the sea water, even the building he lives in is the same, the whole city is standing in the water.Not far away, you can see a huge wall enclosing the entire city, like a perfect prison.And An Huai is currently trapped in this prison.

What's the matter with this place?

An Huai's full of questions couldn't be answered, so he could only put them in his heart.

It looked like it was going to rain, An Huai quickly closed the window.There was a bit of coolness on his bare feet. The most important thing was that he was so hungry now that his chest was almost pressed against his back. The hunger made his whole stomach full of sour water.

This house has three bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. When he came out of the bedroom, An Huai only took a rough look, and then ran straight to the kitchen.There are very few things in the kitchen, the seasoning is only salt, and the food, An Huai searched for a long time, and only got a small half bag of cornmeal.An Huai doesn't mind either, in the last days, even cornmeal can't be eaten.

There was still a little oil in the jar, so An Huai simply poured it all into the pan, turned on the induction cooker, and fried the cornmeal into tortillas.The fried golden tortillas exuded a fragrance, and An Huai's eyes almost glowed green when he looked at it, but before he could take a bite, there was a knock on the door.

An Huai hesitated again and again, but still couldn't hold back, he took a hard bite of the tortilla, swallowed it whole without tasting it, and then opened the door, but he only opened the door a small crack.

There was a man standing about one step away from the door. It should be said that he was a handsome man, and he was weird.Yes, it is indeed weird.Because the man was wearing a white fox fur, but he was dressed so thickly when the temperature was not low.But the man's face is indeed pleasing to the eye, but his complexion is a little pale, as if his body is weak, but you don't think he is a weak person when you see him.

His eyes are very sharp, like two sharp arrows, his body is also very clean, and his body is extremely explosive.

This is a dangerous man!An Huai quickly came to a conclusion.It must be quite extraordinary to be able to maintain such a clean appearance in the last days.

"What's the matter?" An Huai didn't intend to open the door, but just asked.

The man was a head taller than him, looked at him from a distance for a long while, and then gently lifted his thin lips: "It's very fragrant!"

An Huai: What does "``````" mean?

It took him a long time to understand what the other party said. The smell of corn tortillas in the air was very appetizing.

An Huai looked the man up and down, raised his lips and said, "Want to eat? Then exchange it for something." He is very short of food now, if he exchanges it, maybe he can get a little more food.

The man took a deep look at An Huai, turned around and opened the opposite door without saying a word.Only then did An Huai suddenly realize that this person lived across from him, so he was his neighbor.

The man didn't say whether to change or not, but An Huai was waiting here for some reason, he had an intuition that the man would come.

After about 2 minutes, the man came over with a white cloth bag, put the bag on the ground and came over.

An Huai just stretched out his hand: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, An Huai guessed what was inside, hesitated for a moment, opened the door a little more, and brought in the cloth bag.The man's body is very clean, and he doesn't seem to lack anything, which means that he is probably not in danger to himself, but An Huai dare not take any risks.

An Huai was surprised, or pleasantly surprised, by what was inside the cloth bag. It was a bag of rice, and he couldn't help swallowing when he thought of the rice that he hadn't tasted for a long time.

Rice = man.

An Huai quickly came to this conclusion, and then opened the door, completely welcoming the man to enter, with a bright and enthusiastic smile.

There were still five corn tortillas on the table, one of which was bitten by An Huai with a big gap, the man's eyes fixed on it as soon as he came in and he couldn't move.

An Huai picked up the piece of tortilla that he had bitten through with keen eyesight, and handed over the rest of the tortilla: "Here you are!"

The man didn't take it, his eyes fell on the dining table and chairs, his eyes showed disgust, then his eyes moved to An Huai again, his brows couldn't help but twitch.

An Huai believes that he is absolutely right, this person must be disgusted!

This is still a clean freak!

For some reason, An Huai had an illusion in his heart that he would live in the heat of the water in the future.

Well, it must be an illusion!

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