Chapter 392 Help! The Darkened Captain Duan is So Ruthless (35)
Some ordinary people who did not awaken their supernatural abilities died during their escape due to the unpredictable weather changes.
That evening, Duan Zhuo lay down beside Song Jinhuan without any hesitation.
Song Jinhuan's eye twitched, and she asked in surprise, "You want to sleep with me?"
Favorability: 61.
Duan Zhuo nodded matter-of-factly, a faint smile playing in his cool eyes. "Just what you wanted, wasn't it?"
"..."
Song Jinhuan was speechless, and the rising favorability rating was simply a tool for Duan Zhuo to misinterpret her true intentions.
She deserved it.
Waaaaaah... Duan Zhuo, you big bad guy!
"Do you want me to hold you while you sleep?"
In the silent bedroom, the man suddenly spoke.
Song Jinhuan's eyelids twitched. Before she could even politely decline, her favorability rating had already started to rise again.
Favorability: 62.
The next second, she heard the man's low laughter and was pulled into his arms.
Her back was pressed against his body heat, inseparable.
Song Jinhuan was so hot she could hardly breathe.
The man nuzzled the girl's ear with the tip of his nose, and where no one could see, a dark glint flickered in his eyes, as if he were seeing prey struggling but unable to do so.
Indeed, Song Jinhuan was completely overwhelmed by the slight increase in favorability towards him.
Go ahead and hug him, after all, he's very warm.
When I was inside the space, I didn't realize how cold it was outside.
Especially when it gets dark and the chill is biting, this blanket isn't warm at all.
Song Jinhuan, craving warmth, unconsciously snuggled into Duan Zhuo's arms late into the night.
For Duan Zhuo, this was nothing short of a new form of torture.
When Song Jinhuan opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.
Duan Zhuo sat neatly dressed on the edge of the bed, watching her for an unknown amount of time.
Song Jinhuan felt a little guilty, touched her face, and greeted him softly, "Good morning."
Duan Zhuo nodded slightly and took out a bottle of water from his spatial storage for her.
Song Jinhuan took it, went into the bathroom to wash up, and changed her suit into a milky white one.
Previously, I had bought up all seven colors of the same style of sportswear in the mall.
She casually tied her waist-length hair up and frowned, saying, "Should I cut my hair shorter?"
What if a zombie grabs my hair?
Duan Zhuo: "Whatever you wish."
After some hesitation, Song Jinhuan still couldn't bear to cut it. "Never mind, we'll see when the time comes."
Jin Xiuwen prepared breakfast.
The group was taken aback when they saw Duan Zhuo and Song Jinhuan walking down the stairs side by side.
The girl had an indescribable comfort about her, and even standing next to the boss, she wasn't overshadowed by his imposing aura.
One firm and one gentle, they are exceptionally harmonious.
Song Jinhuan gave them a brief self-introduction, and Duan Zhuo took out cat-ear bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of her.
The moment Jin Xiuwen saw the cat ears, he seemed to understand something in a daze.
Long Aotian also knew a little about the truth; the boss treasured the cat-ear bowls and chopsticks very much!
Now, the answer to giving such a precious item to Xiao Huan is self-evident.
The eldest brother values Xiao Huan highly.
Jin Xiuwen asked, "Boss, are we going to train at the entrance later?"
Duan Zhuo skillfully peeled a boiled egg with his long, slender, and strong fingers: "There's a shopping mall up ahead; you can exercise there."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eggs were peeled.
He placed it in the girl's special little plate and gently reminded her, "Be careful, it's hot."
Song Jinhuan didn't even use her hands to hold the egg; she simply used chopsticks to break the egg in the middle, and with her other hand, she used a spoon to separate the yolk from the white.
Seeing the scene before him, Jin Xiuwen felt like he had been fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). Suppressing his envy, he continued, "Xiaobai and Xiaomeng don't have any sticks. Aotian and I will go to the woods to look for some later."
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