As per the rules set out two days ago under Yang Yue's guidance, Chen Yu will rest in Qiao Meng's room tonight.
After dinner, Qiao Meng couldn't stand the ambiguous glances between Lin Lele and Yang Yue, so she went back to her room early.
Chen Yu, on the other hand, stayed with Yang Yue and Lin Lele in the living room watching TV.
Actually, his mind was no longer on the TV, but it was still early, and he was a rather traditional person. He wasn't strong enough to calmly enter Qiao Meng's room under the watchful eyes of Yang Yue and Lin Lele.
The flickering lights on the television screen acted like a blurry background, failing to capture his attention in the slightest.
The sounds of Yang Yue and Lin Lele laughing and joking around him made him even more absent-minded, as if their cheerful voices came from another world, a stark contrast to the tranquility in his heart. He tried to maintain a smile and participate in their conversation, but his eyes often wandered, his thoughts already drifting to Qiao Meng's room.
After struggling until 9 p.m., Chen Yu coughed lightly and said in a serious tone, "I'm quite busy with official business today and I'm a little tired. You should all get some rest as well."
With that, he got up and walked towards the bedroom.
This caused Lin Lele and Yang Yue to giggle softly.
Although Chen Yu did not deliberately enter his information into Qiao Meng's room, he had the highest authority in the entire post-apocalyptic bunker, and no room or corner in the bunker was guarded against him.
Even so, he still knocked on the door symbolically.
A short while later, the door was slowly opened.
Qiao Meng stood inside the door, a blush on her face. She smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "Mr. Chen Yu, you've arrived."
"Yes, Xiao Qiao, you're still awake?" Chen Yu replied with a smile, trying to make his tone sound relaxed and natural.
"No." Qiao Meng shook her head gently, her blush seeming to deepen.
Chen Yu didn't know how to reply for a moment, so he pointed to the room.
Qiao Meng immediately realized what was happening and quickly stepped aside to make way for Chen Yu to enter.
Chen Yu tiptoed into the room, trying his best not to disturb the tranquility with his footsteps.
The room was decorated in a warm and comfortable style, and under the soft lighting, everything appeared gentle and tranquil.
Qiao Meng's bed was neatly made, with several books and a small lamp on the bedside table, clearly a habit she had before bed.
"Xiao Qiao, I didn't expect you to be reading at night," Chen Yu exclaimed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere between them.
Seeing a book lying face down on the bedside table with its pages open, Chen Yu reached out to pick it up.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Meng quickly stepped forward and hugged the book tightly to her chest, her face showing some panic: "I was just looking at it randomly, there's nothing special about it." Her words carried a hint of shyness, and her eyes unconsciously avoided Chen Yu's direct gaze.
Chen Yu's hand paused slightly in mid-air, then gently lowered itself without saying anything more.
"Mr. Chen Yu, would you...would you like to take a shower first?" Qiao Meng suddenly mustered her courage and asked in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her cheeks flushed red.
"Alright then." Chen Yu nodded, feigning composure.
"I'll go run you some water," Qiao Meng said, ignoring Chen Yu's surprised look, and locked the book in her arms in the bedside table drawer.
Then she hurriedly ran to the bathroom.
Chen Yu's gaze fell on the drawer that Qiao Meng had hurriedly locked. He was a little curious. He had just caught a glimpse of the cover and thought he saw the word "skills" on it, but he didn't know what the contents were. What kind of book was it that made Qiao Meng so wary of him?
As mentioned earlier, Chen Yu has the highest authority in the post-apocalyptic bunker, and no corner is guarded against him. The electronic lock on the drawer is naturally useless to him.
Although he was curious, it was Qiao Meng's privacy after all, so he could only suppress his curiosity and did not peek into the drawer.
"Perhaps Xiao Qiao is learning some new cooking skills, planning to give me a surprise!" Chen Yu thought to himself.
"Mr. Chen Yu, the water in the bathtub is ready. Would you like to test the temperature first?" Qiao Meng's voice came from the bathroom doorway.
"They're here."
Chen Yu responded and got up to walk towards the bathroom. He pushed open the door, and a wave of warm steam rushed out. The bathroom was filled with a faint lavender scent, which made him feel exceptionally relaxed.
Water vapor filled the air, forming a soft mist that made everything in the bathroom hazy and dreamlike.
"I chose the water temperature according to my preference. See if it suits you." Qiao Meng's voice was soft, and the blush on her cheeks deepened, like a ripe apple.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu reached out and gently stirred the water in the bathtub, enjoying the perfect warmth, but his mind had already wandered off somewhere else.
"Mr. Chen Yu, you should take a shower first. I... I'll wait for you outside." Qiao Meng's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. She turned to leave.
However, Chen Yu suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"The water temperature is just right, let's go together." Chen Yu paused slightly when he said the last few words.
However, since he had already said it, he decided not to suppress his emotions anymore.
With a gentle pull, he drew the still-dazed Qiao Meng into his arms.
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At this moment, Li Xiubai had just finished visiting a well-known scholar in the base and was walking on a path inside the Tianyu base.
The biting wind howled fiercely. The world is exceptionally cold at night now, with temperatures dropping to -77 degrees Celsius, which is simply unbearable for ordinary people.
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