In this safe and comfortable post-apocalyptic bunker, Chen Yu was too lazy to let his guard down. He lay lazily on the sofa and played games with Lin Lele.
Regardless of the raging waves outside, in this post-apocalyptic bunker, he seemed to have left all his troubles behind and was enjoying this rare moment of peace.
"Go! Go! Kill this bastard! Sir, you hold him off, I'll stab him in the back!"
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Qiao Meng and Yang Yue sat not far away, watching the classic old movies he had downloaded before the apocalypse.
However, the two women weren't focused on the movie; their eyes kept glancing at Chen Yu, and they were whispering to each other from time to time.
"I'm not playing anymore! It's boring!"
After her character died countless times, Lin Lele finally broke down.
"Sir, you're so bad at this!" Lin Lele complained. "I'm going to sleep. Playing games with you is so boring!"
After saying that, she threw down the controller and stormed back to her room.
"Are you crazy?" Chen Yu said irritably. "You played so badly, and you're blaming me?"
"Chen Yu, I'll play with you." Yang Yue came closer.
"You?" Chen Yu looked doubtful. "Are you even capable? Don't drag me down again."
Yang Yue did not respond to Chen Yu, but picked up the controller and entered the game.
She was focused, her fingers deftly manipulating the game controller; she seemed to have some skill.
Working with Yang Yue, Chen Yu felt this was the first time tonight that things went so smoothly.
Her every move was perfectly timed, as if she could anticipate the enemy's next move.
She not only has precise control, but also knows how to use the various resources and environmental advantages in the game to create traps and trouble for the enemy.
Just as Chen Yu was having so much fun that he almost forgot about the passage of time.
Suddenly, he heard a warm breath and Yang Yue's voice in his ear: "Remember to leave the door open for me tonight."
Chen Yu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. He quickly turned his head to look at Qiao Meng not far away and saw that she was watching the TV intently. Only then did he feel relieved.
However, in that moment of distraction, the game character he was controlling was killed by a monster.
This immediately annoyed him: "What are you doing? We're playing a game, can't you be serious?"
Seeing this, Yang Yue's lips curled into a sly smile: "What's so fun about games? Remember, leave the door open for me, otherwise I won't have anywhere to sleep."
After saying that, she deliberately winked, her eyes sparkling with mischief, then deftly put the controller back in its original position, got up and walked towards Qiao Meng, seemingly to join the group watching the movie.
As Chen Yu watched Yang Yue's retreating figure, a strange emotion welled up within him.
He lost interest in playing the game and turned back to his room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Qiao Meng looked bitter upon seeing this: "Mr. Chen Yu, he..."
"Don't worry, I know him well enough," Yang Yue comforted her. "Come on, let's go back to your room first."
With that, he turned off the TV and took Qiao Meng back to their room.
The living room suddenly became empty and silent.
About half an hour later, the door lock on Chen Yu's room made a soft turning sound, and then the door opened a crack.
After unlocking the door, Chen Yu lay back down on the bed, thinking to himself, "It's really inappropriate to let Yang Yue sleep in the living room since she just arrived. It's disheartening. Although I could register her security information for other rooms, this matter is ultimately handled by Lin Lele. If I interfere, what will Lin Lele think? Lin Lele is already asleep, and it's not appropriate to ask her to get up and arrange a room for Yang Yue. Sigh~! I guess I'll just have to make do tonight and let her squeeze in for another night."
Chen Yu comforted himself in this way.
He lay on the bed, glancing at the door every now and then. He didn't know how long he had been waiting, but Yang Yue still hadn't come.
Gradually, Chen Yu felt sleepiness creeping into his consciousness. His eyelids grew heavy, and in his hazy state, he seemed to see someone wearing a bathrobe enter his room and walk towards his bedside.
Without a second thought, Chen Yu pounced on her and pinned her down on the bed, groping her all over.
"Ah~!" came a shy exclamation from the other party.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu frowned slightly, then seemed to realize something and suddenly became alert. He immediately turned on the bedside lamp, and the glaring light instantly illuminated the room, allowing him to clearly see the person in front of him.
"Xiao Qiao, it's you?" Chen Yu exclaimed in surprise. He immediately let go of her hand, sat up straight, and his face was filled with disbelief and embarrassment.
Qiao Meng covered the collar of her bathrobe, which Chen Yu had messed up, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.
"I...I..." she stammered, seemingly unsure of where to begin.
"I'm sorry, I must have gone to the wrong room." Chen Yu quickly apologized, realizing how rash and impolite his behavior had been.
"No...you didn't, it was my own choice," Qiao Meng said softly, her voice trembling but firm.
"Did Yang Yue ask you to come?" Recalling the unusual behavior of Qiao Meng and Yang Yue before, Chen Yu immediately connected the dots.
Qiao Meng looked up at Chen Yu, her eyes filled with both shyness and determination: "Mr. Chen Yu, actually... I've always liked you. I know this is sudden and inappropriate, but... I don't regret it!"
"Moreover, Yueyue also said that only in this way can we truly become a family and completely bind our interests together!"
Chen Yu seemed to be thinking about what he heard; it did indeed make a lot of sense.
Seeing Chen Yu deep in thought, Qiao Meng bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind, and pounced on Chen Yu.
This move was also taught to her by Yang Yue; Yang Yue told her about it.
Feeling the soft, warm fragrance in his arms, and with the other person confessing her feelings to him, how could Chen Yu, a young man full of vigor, possibly resist?
He immediately flipped over and pinned Qiao Meng beneath him.
"Can you turn off the light?" Qiao Meng asked shyly.
Upon hearing Qiao Meng's words, Chen Yu was slightly taken aback, but he still followed her wishes and reached out to dim the bedside lamp.
The room was once again enveloped in soft darkness.
A sleepless night.
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