Chapter 115: Rock Safety Zone (Part 3)
The wine bottle on the table was almost empty. E Shifang got up from the sofa and walked straight to the bathroom.
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, and E Shifang pushed open the door and went in.
The swirling mist made the scenery in front of him even more beautiful. E Shifang took a step forward to Xie Mian and trapped him between himself and the bathroom.
He lifted Xie Mian's hair with one hand and gently rubbed Xie Mian's thin lips with the other hand, his eyes full of aggression.
The sound of running water in the bathroom was accompanied by suppressed breathing and screams.
It was not until Xie Mian's voice became hoarse that E Shifang wiped Xie Mian's wet body with a bath towel, picked him up and prepared to go back to the bedroom.
"Mianmian, the bed in the bedroom is very big, let's do it again!"
E Shifang stuck close to Xie Mian's ear and gently rubbed Xie Mian's soft earlobe.
"roll!"
Xie Mian was about to curse when E Shifang sealed his mouth with his lips.
All the sobs were blocked in the throat, and the white sheets kept turning in the sight.
The waves crashed onto the beach, accompanied by the suppressed cries of seagulls.
The teeth marks lingered on his shoulder, and he spent the whole night dreamlessly, until Xie Mian fell into a deep sleep in the early morning.
Xie Mian woke up only when the evening glow dyed the sky red.
Goose Shifang is still in human form.
At this time, he had already prepared a table full of delicious dishes, all of which were Xie Mian's favorites. Seeing Xie Mian wake up, he attentively helped Xie Mian to the dining table.
After the meal, Xie Mian sat in the viewing area on the balcony to smoke.
This villa has three balconies, and the one where Xie Mian is staying now has the best view.
From the villa area to the low-rent area, and then to the thick city walls, one-third of the base's scenery is within sight.
The beautiful and gorgeous villas in the villa area are no different from before the apocalypse. The greenery is lush and green, and you can even hear the crisp chirping of birds.
Unlike the comfort and tranquility of the villa area, the low-rent area is like a can that has been forcibly compressed.
The cramped, dilapidated, low-lying houses were packed so tightly together that not even a sliver of space remained. If one family farted, the others would know.
A long line formed at the public water well in the low-rent area before dawn.
The winding team was like a long gray snake. No one in the team spoke loudly, and some were just whispering to their companions.
Most people looked haggard, but their eyes were extremely alert. They held the buckets tightly in their arms and glanced sharply at every unfamiliar person.
Many people wore ragged and worn clothes, some even emitting a pungent odor from not having been washed for a long time, but the buckets in their hands were wiped clean, like new.
The buckets were nearly identical, made of some kind of sturdy white plastic, with just a small opening for the lid to snap on.
As long as the lid is closed, not a drop of water will spill out.
The capacity of the bucket is 2.5 liters, and it takes a low-level insect stone to fill the bucket.
In the low-rent areas, everyone values water more than their own lives. If they lose their lives, they will die alone; if they lose water, their entire family may die of thirst.
Next to the well, a security guard in a black uniform stood by the edge, his face expressionless, his eyes revealing a hint of impatience.
At his feet was a tin box used to collect insect stones.
The team moved slowly, and everyone who was drawing water did so very carefully, fearing that even a drop would spill.
Finally, it was Xiaoya's family's turn in the team.
Xiaoya's father, Wang Zhiping, stepped forward, carefully took out a fingernail-sized insect stone with a gray-green luster, and handed it respectfully to the security guard.
The security guard took it, glanced at it in the morning light, confirmed that it was a qualified insect stone, and threw it into the tin box.
"Fight."
Wang Zhiping immediately placed the bucket under the well as if he had been pardoned.
The opening of the bucket was small enough to fit neatly over the pipe. He expertly cranked the lever on the well, neither too fast nor too slow, ensuring a steady flow without spilling a single drop.
Clear water flowed into the bucket. Xiaoya licked her thirsty lips, and the family of three smiled at each other.
The bucket was soon filled up. When Wang Zhiping was sure that not even a drop more could be put in, he immediately tightened the lid and held the heavy bucket in his arms.
"Walk home!"
His wife Sun Juan was holding a chopping knife, and his daughter was holding a whip full of barbs.
In their family of three, he was the only one who was a bug-follower.
He originally didn't want his wife and daughter to come with him, but they insisted on going because they were afraid of danger on the way to fetch water.
Yes, one more person means one more protection.
After all, he had obtained this insect stone with great difficulty after killing a bug monster.
"Dad, can I drink three sips of water today? No, four!" Xiaoya raised her head and asked her father happily.
"Okay, okay, Xiaoya, just drink four sips of water today!"
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A coat with body temperature is gently draped over the shoulders.
Xie Mian didn't look back until his waist was gently embraced. Then he pushed the forehead of the person behind him and said, "Stop it!"
E Shifang lowered his body slightly and rested his chin on Xie Mian's shoulder:
"What are you looking at?"
"It's quite interesting to see a little girl with a whip."
Hearing the word "whip," E Shifang's face instantly stretched. He tightened his arms around her waist and moved them upwards, slipping them through her pajamas and gently twisting them.
The protective shield opened, covering the entire balcony. The fluctuating insect energy could block any sight.
The red cloud bloomed at the clavicle, followed by the neck, climbed up the cheek, and stopped in front of the misty tearful eyes.
His thin lips slowly moved down along the collarbone, passing the bright red complexion, and stopped at the belly button.
E Shifang knelt on the ground with a pious look.
He's eating his own moon.
The moon turned into a puddle of soft water and fell to the ground, allowing the devil to do whatever it wanted to her.
"Mianmian, I like it here very much. Let's stay here for a while."
"good."
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