Chapter 52 Zhiyu is powerless Sang Nian
Dahei finally finished changing his clothes after dawdling for a while. Without even looking in the mirror, he leaned over and asked Cheng Zhiyu, "How is it? Does it look good?"
Cheng Zhiyu coughed lightly: "Yes, it looks good."
Big Black asked again, "So, do you like it?"
"You're picking out clothes for yourself, not for me, so why are you asking me?" Cheng Zhiyu said.
Big Black: "If you don't like it, I don't want it."
Cheng Zhiyu: "..."
Big Black: "Do you like it?"
Cheng Zhiyu couldn't lie: "...I like it, I like it, okay, stop asking."
Dahei was satisfied and picked out a few more outfits. He asked Cheng Zhiyu about each one to make sure he liked them before putting them into his space.
Then, he put on Cheng Zhiyu's clothes again.
Cheng Zhiyu glanced at him and asked, "Why aren't you wearing anything new?"
He quickly regretted asking. Big Black said, "Your scent still lingers on these clothes. They smell nice."
Cheng Zhiyu couldn't help but pinch him, but the guy was rock hard. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll say it again, it's the smell of laundry detergent."
Big Black wasn't in any pain at all, and smiled broadly: "Good, good, it smells like laundry detergent."
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." He was even angrier.
When the two returned, the claypot rice was already steamed. Tian Qiao and the others crowded around like little puppies, asking, "Can we eat this? Can we eat this?"
Zhou Min, who was just moments ago listless, is now full of energy.
Cheng Zhiyu steamed six casserole dishes according to the number of people and told them to help themselves: "Eat up, eat up."
Several people gathered around to pick up the casserole. Cheng Zhiyu glanced at Sang Nian, who was sitting in the corner not far away. The other person was leaning against the shadows, and his expression could not be seen.
He thought for a moment, then carried a pot over and placed it in front of Sang Nian: "They've all gone over, why aren't you going? Eat."
Sang Nian looked up, stunned for a moment: "I thought it didn't include me."
Cheng Zhiyu: "There are plenty of ingredients here, so everyone gets a share."
Sang Nian didn't say anything. The people he had encountered in the past would only try to take things from him, even if they had more things than he did.
Not far away, Dahei was calling him again. Cheng Zhiyu smiled and said, "Eat up. There's more if you need more."
Sang Nian remained motionless, watching Cheng Zhiyu leave, lost in thought.
He looked down at the claypot rice that looked so tempting...it must taste delicious.
Unfortunately, he couldn't taste the flavor.
Not far away, Dahei held Cheng Zhiyu's hand and complained, "I told you to stay away from him."
Cheng Zhiyu explained, "Then it shouldn't be too obvious."
Dahei glanced at Sang Nian, who disliked the way Sang Nian looked at Cheng Zhiyu: "Is he prettier or am I?"
Cheng Zhiyu: "...You look good."
Big Black: "So who do you like more?"
Cheng Zhiyu: "You."
Big Black was completely satisfied. Tsk, what can compare to him?
Since there were outsiders present, they slept in the small supermarket that night. Dahei naturally snuggled up next to Cheng Zhiyu and naturally reached out to hug him.
Cheng Zhiyu struggled for a moment, but Dahei hugged him even tighter: "It's cold at night."
To avoid revealing the existence of the space, Cheng Zhiyu had no way to retrieve special plants from it.
Cheng Zhiyu felt his whole body burning up; the big black thing felt like a furnace, its heat seeming to penetrate his skin and seep deep inside.
With Tian Qiao and the others still nearby, he felt uneasy...
Tian Qiao's voice came from the side: "Hehe, let's hug each other, it'll keep us warm."
Zhou Min: "Hmm, I think I can still bear with it."
Tian Manman: "...I don't want to either, you grind your teeth and snore."
Tian Qiao exclaimed, "Tian Manman, you've gone astray!"
Tian Manman is innocent; he was just telling the truth.
Hearing the commotion around him, Cheng Zhiyu relaxed a little. They were just trying to keep warm, which was perfectly normal.
However, Dahei suddenly reached out and pressed his face against the other's chest.
Cheng Zhiyu's first reaction: So soft...
Her second reaction was to turn red in the face and immediately raise her head to move away, only to be pushed back by Big Black.
The other person whispered in his ear, "Zhiyu, you've been staring at me all day, you like it, don't you?"
Cheng Zhiyu: !!! He wasn't staring at it, he just... he only glanced at it a few times!
It was soft, and Cheng Zhiyu pressed his face against it, not knowing what to do for a moment.
What exactly is going on with Dahei? Cheng Zhiyu was a little confused. Was the other party completely clueless, or was it on purpose?
He looked up and met Dahei's innocent eyes.
Cheng Zhiyu reached out and manually closed the other person's eyes... So annoying.
He had a slight hope that Big Black was doing it on purpose.
Dahei leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Zhiyu, do you want to touch it? You can pinch it."
Cheng Zhiyu: What are you talking about?!
He noticed that ever since Big Black turned into a human, he had become increasingly unsettled and often felt dizzy and lightheaded.
"Want some? You can pinch me however you like." Big Black seemed a little shy, and said softly, "You can squeeze me as hard as you want."
Cheng Zhiyu felt dizzy and struggled to resist the urge to actually do it: "...Go to sleep."
Big Black: "Are you really not going to pinch it?"
Cheng Zhiyu was annoyed. He reached out and pinched Da Hei's mouth shut: "I'm sleepy, shut up! Otherwise, I'll go to sleep by myself!"
Big Black blinked: "...Mmm."
Cheng Zhiyu finally closed his eyes in exhaustion. He was so dizzy that he no longer cared whether Tian Qiao and the others in the distance had heard anything.
Haha, so what if I heard it? I feel so powerless.
Dahei looked worried. He didn't quite understand why Cheng Zhiyu would glance at his chest muscles several times but then refuse to touch them.
Could it be that he misunderstood, and the other person didn't like it?
It's emo.
At night, a dark shadow approached their location. Dahei opened his eyes, showing no sign of sleepiness.
He carefully put Cheng Zhiyu down from his arms, stood up, and looked at Sang Nian.
Sang Nian noticed the other person's gaze and smiled: "You can't kill me."
Big Black tilted his head, a wicked smile on his face, and raised his hand: "Why don't you give it a try?"
Sang Nian glanced at Cheng Zhiyu, who was asleep, and her expression softened: "I meant no harm."
"Oh, but I can't stand you." Big Black pondered whether or not to gouge out the other person's eyes.
Sang Nian smiled and said, "Never mind, the timing isn't right."
Almost the instant Dahei made his move, he vanished from his spot. Dahei withdrew his hand, clicked his tongue, and ultimately did not give chase.
Cheng Zhiyu sensed something and groggily opened his eyes: "Big Black?"
Dahei immediately went over and lay down, holding him in his arms, deliberately resting his cheek against his chest: "It's nothing, go to sleep."
Cheng Zhiyu unconsciously rubbed against him, inadvertently revealing himself: "...Hehe."
Big Black: Hmm?
The next day, Zhou Min asked, "When did Sang Nian leave?"
Seeing Cheng Zhiyu get up in a serious manner, Dahei glanced at him again, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said in a good mood, "He left last night."
Tian Qiao said regretfully, "Luckily, he didn't do anything, so we didn't notice anything."
Cheng Zhiyu frowned slightly.
"Zhiyu woke up, but I coaxed her back to sleep." The big boss said, "None of you reacted at all."
Others: "..."
Tian Qiao tried to justify herself: "I don't know who he is. Actually, I'm usually quite vigilant."
Zhou Min: "Me too."
Tian Manman: "But we really didn't wake up."
Cheng Zhiyu said seriously, "It seems that nighttime defense is still very important."
The others nodded in agreement.
With Sang Nian gone, it was just as well. They no longer needed to hide anything and happily began collecting supplies.
There wasn't much else here, but there was plenty of rice and flour. Cheng Zhiyu had run out of storage space, and as for the wheat planted in the planting space, he decided to keep the rest as wheat seeds, except for the ones he would continue to plant.
After I get home, I'll see if I can grow it in the fields near my house.
The group worked hard to collect supplies, taking everything that could be used and leaving the unusable ones untouched, in case someone else came along and needed them.
"Wow, I found this projector and lots of DVDs! I'll take them home to pass the time," Zhou Min exclaimed excitedly. With material needs met, people always want to pursue something spiritual, right?
Tian Qiao suddenly chuckled: "What video is it?"
Zhou Min was speechless: "They're all serious, some old dramas."
Tian Qiao coughed lightly: "Let me see what's there."
Dahei, who had been listening nearby, leaned closer to Cheng Zhiyu and asked, "Zhiyu, what is indecent?"
Cheng Zhiyu's ears burned: "I don't know, you should ask Tian Qiao and the others."
Big Black was instantly disappointed: "No, I won't ask."
After spending half a day collecting supplies, they didn't linger and set off after finding the hidden off-road vehicle.
Tian Qiao drove, Tian Manman sat in the passenger seat watching, and Zhou Min sat comfortably in the second row, taking a break so he could switch shifts with Tian Qiao.
Cheng Zhiyu and Dahei sat at the very back.
Big Black yawned.
Cheng Zhiyu: "Didn't sleep well?"
Big Black nodded: "Can I take a nap?"
Cheng Zhiyu found it amusing: "You even ask me about sleeping?"
Big Black: "Can I sleep then?"
Cheng Zhiyu: "Yes, yes, yes, go to sleep."
Dahei laughed instantly, and Cheng Zhiyu had a bad feeling. He saw that the other person directly rested his head on his lap.
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." No wonder he asked him.
"You..." Before he could finish speaking, Dahei said, "This is more comfortable. It's uncomfortable to sleep sitting up."
Cheng Zhiyu was speechless. Fine, let's go to sleep.
A few seconds later, Cheng Zhiyu gritted his teeth: "Don't bury your face in the ground, or I'll throw you out."
The big, dark-faced man turned to the other side: "Oh..."
Cheng Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had calmed down. Fortunately, he didn't react. However, if Dahei continued like this, it would probably be soon.
After Zhou Min replaced Tian Qiao, he saw the two of them crammed in the back and kindly said, "Brother Hei, why don't you come up in front of me? Chengzi and I will sit in the back."
Cheng Zhiyu couldn't wait to give his full support.
Dahei looked at Tian Qiao, who shrank back and said, "Uh... never mind, I don't think Brother Hei is too willing, haha."
Cheng Zhiyu looked down at Dahei, whose innocent face said, "I want to be with Zhiyu."
Cheng Zhiyu: "...My legs are numb."
Dahei had no choice but to sit up and said earnestly, "Let me massage you."
Cheng Zhiyu pressed his hand down: "No need."
Dahei regretfully withdrew his hand, but he no longer rested his head on Cheng Zhiyu's lap.
But they still stayed close together. Cheng Zhiyu felt numb. Dahei neither slept nor idle. It held Cheng Zhiyu's hand and played with it, seemingly studying something.
Cheng Zhiyu looked at him: "I can't keep calling you Big Black, can I? Do you have a name? Or you can choose one yourself?"
Big Black became interested: "You get it for me?"
Tian Qiao laughed: "Are you sure you want Chengzi to get it for you?"
Cheng Zhiyu, who is terrible at naming things, touched his nose and said, "I'm not very good at naming things."
Dahei smiled and looked at Cheng Zhiyu: "It's okay, I think it's good no matter what you say."
Just like a big dog, Cheng Zhiyu couldn't help but pat his head: "Hmm... let me think."
"Then what's your surname?" Cheng Zhiyu felt that they needed to decide on a surname first.
Dahei replied without hesitation, "Of course, the surname is Cheng. Cheng sounds nice."
Cheng Zhiyu thought seriously for a moment, racking his brains: "Cheng Xiaohei? Cheng Dahei?"
Big Black complained, "...Can't you think about it seriously?"
Cheng Zhiyu touched his nose guiltily, as if he was being quite perfunctory.
He pondered for another half hour, then suddenly had a brilliant idea: "Cheng Mo, how about Cheng Mo?"
Ink means black, and it can also correspond to the name "Big Black".
Dahei thought the name was good: "Then I'll be called Cheng Mo from now on."
Cheng Zhiyu's desire to name a child exploded: "How about I think about it some more?"
Cheng Mo nodded, her eyes shining as she looked at him: "Then think about it."
"I picked you up in the spring, Cheng Chuntian?" Cheng Zhiyu was speechless after saying that: "No, no, let me think again. I always thought you were very smart, Cheng Cong?"
Cheng Mo shook his head: "It doesn't sound as good as Cheng Mo's."
Cheng Zhiyu also felt that he should try harder to think of a name. However, after thinking for a long time, the final names he came up with were all kinds of strange and not even as good as "Cheng Cong".
The name Cheng Mo is an example of his exceptional talent.
In the end, Cheng Zhiyu had no choice but to give up. Well, he wasn't suited to naming things.
The car drove until nightfall, and Cheng Zhiyu, who was driving last, parked it on a country road.
It's too dark to see clearly now, so Cheng Zhiyu plans to go to the fields tomorrow to check on things. There must have been crops planted here before the apocalypse, but he doesn't know how they are doing.
He didn't have high hopes; he mainly wanted to dig up some soil to simulate the current environment and see if the plants he grew could grow.
Nothing much happened while I was on the road.
Cheng Zhiyu released Xiaoqiang. He had obtained some plant-type crystal cores in the town and gave them to Xiaoqiang and Xiaojuan. Xiaoqiang is now almost at level three.
As for Xiao Juan, she's already at level three.
And Little Yellow also got a mental crystal core this time, and upgraded to level three. Just then, its fruit ripened, which can make level three zombies unaware of their presence for five minutes.
To be honest, they don't really need this anymore.
However, this fruit was still very precious to others, so Cheng Zhiyu carefully put it away.
Xiao Tie has just reached level four, and the last one is Xiao Er, who is level three and close to level four.
Cheng Zhiyu took out the level 5 fire-type crystal core and asked for the opinions of the others.
Tian Qiao said, "Of course we should give it to Xiao Er. If we give it to Xiao Er, the tower will definitely reach level five, and we won't be afraid anymore."
After all, Cheng Zhiyu's plants are almost unbeatable at the same level.
Zhou Min also said, "Such a precious crystal core should definitely be kept by ourselves. Giving it to Xiao Er will make our journey safer."
Tian Manman: "Okay, give it to the waiter."
Cheng Zhiyu looked at Cheng Mo one last time, and his answer was unsurprising: he wanted to give it to the waiter.
So, Cheng Zhiyu went into the system space and buried the level 5 fire element crystal core for Xiao Er.
After a few moments of coaxing, Xiao Er busied himself absorbing the crystal cores.
Only then did Cheng Zhiyu have time to check on the condition of the planting space.
As the plants have been upgraded one after another, the planting space has increased from the original 12*12 meters to the current 15*15 meters.
It's gotten quite a bit bigger.
Cheng Zhiyu was in a great mood. He wielded his sickle and cut down the ripe wheat next to Xiao Huang. There wasn't much of it, and it was dry enough, so he threshed it directly.
The wheat next to Xiaoqiang is estimated to take a few more days to mature, but there is now extra space next to Xiaoqiang. Cheng Zhiyu has made a profit and decided to plant the newly harvested wheat next to Xiaoqiang. He wonders if it will grow into a large wheat crop that can be harvested indefinitely.
With that in mind, he immediately took action and planted the wheat.
Then he was busy picking vegetables. The last batch of chili peppers he planted were ripe. Cheng Zhiyu picked one and took a small bite. Ouch... so spicy. It seems he should use less chili peppers when cooking.
The space had become much larger, and Cheng Zhiyu couldn't bear to see them empty, so he simply started working again, replanting some in front of each plant.
After finishing all that, I went to check on Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu is almost in its growth period, but it's still a small, round ball the size of a finger, and you can't tell much about it.
Cheng Zhiyu watered and fertilized it, then, feeling a bit tired, yawned and left the space.
Cheng Mo, who was lying bored on the bed, immediately brightened up when he saw Cheng Zhiyu appear: "You've been busy for a long time, aren't you tired?"
Cheng Zhiyu was about to speak when he saw that Dahei wasn't wearing any clothes, its beautiful pectoral muscles and eight-pack abs swaying in front of him. He felt a heat in his nose: "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Cheng Mo said innocently, "I wore these clothes outside, so I can't wear them to bed. Didn't you say that?"
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." He really wasn't used to going to bed wearing clothes he'd worn outside.
But he does change into his pajamas!
Cheng Zhiyu pressed his temples: "You can't go naked. Go put on your pajamas."
Cheng Mo acted spoiled: "I don't want to wear it, it's uncomfortable to wear clothes."
Cheng Zhiyu rummaged through the blankets: "Then I'll go sleep outside."
Cheng Mo was sad and came over to hug him: "You dislike me?"
Cheng Zhiyu felt a chill run down his spine, but he tried his best to remain calm: "That's not true."
Cheng Mo made him turn around: "Then you're not allowed to sleep outside."
"I won't go out if you put on your pajamas." Cheng Zhiyu softened his tone, but he still couldn't bear it. First, he had taken care of the other person for so long, and second, who could be heartless to this face?
Cheng Mo was reluctant, so he deliberately went naked: "I'm not wearing clothes so that you can see me, Zhiyu, you like to see me, right?"
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." Unable to refute.
Then, the other person grabbed his hand and pressed it onto the other person's pectoral muscle. Cheng Zhiyu felt his hand burning hot. He wanted to move it away, but damn it, he couldn't help but squeeze it.
Cheng Mo's wheat-colored skin was now slightly flushed. She nuzzled Cheng Zhiyu and pressed him for an answer, "Zhiyu, do you like it? Do you like it?"
Cheng Zhiyu swallowed hard. What beautiful pectoral muscles.
He liked it, he liked it so much! But he was too shy to say it.
Under Cheng Mo's persistent questioning, he still couldn't lie: "Uh... I like it."
Cheng Zhiyu withdrew his hand, but Cheng Mo grabbed it back: "Squeeze it again. I can tell you're reluctant. It's okay, you can squeeze it as much as you want."
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." Damn, he really couldn't refuse.
He squeezed it hard, and Cheng Mo said, "...Hmm."
Cheng Zhiyu snapped out of his daze and quickly withdrew his hand: "Did I hurt you?"
Cheng Mo hugged him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, breathing slightly heavily: "It doesn't hurt, it feels so good, can you massage it again?"
Cheng Zhiyu's mind was completely blank; he was acting purely on instinct, his mind filled with thoughts like, "Those chest muscles feel so good to touch, hehe..."
He rubbed it hard, and listening to Cheng Mo's voice in his ear, his scalp tingled.
He's really...going crazy.
"Huh? Zhiyu, aren't you going to pinch me anymore?" Cheng Mo felt the other person withdraw their hand and looked at them in confusion.
Cheng Zhiyu tried hard to keep a serious face, but what he had just done made it impossible for him to be serious. He resigned himself to his fate and said, "Okay, I won't pinch anymore."
He silently resolved in his heart that he must not be tempted next time and must resolutely resist!
Cheng Mo nuzzled against him like a big puppy and asked, "How was it? Was it nice to squeeze?"
Cheng Zhiyu coughed lightly, wanting to say that it was not easy at all and that he should resolutely resist the temptation. However, he couldn't bring himself to say something against his conscience: "Hmm."
Cheng Mo was in a great mood when he heard him say that. Sure enough, all the hard work he put into getting in shape before was for today!
Of course, if someone had dared to tell him before he met Cheng Zhiyu that he trained so well just to seduce people, he would have punched them to death.
Cheng Zhiyu closed his eyes, whether pretending to be asleep or trying to calm himself down, it was hard to tell.
Then, he sensed what Cheng Mo was doing; he was calming down, um... he might as well pretend he didn't know.
However, the other person reached inside his clothes and up to his chest.
Cheng Zhiyu felt a chill run down his spine again and suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"
Cheng Mo said matter-of-factly, "Zhiyu touched me, so let me touch you too."
Cheng Zhiyu was speechless: "You didn't say that just now."
Indeed, the world's gifts all come with a hidden price tag.
Cheng Mo had a look on his face that said, "Isn't this what should be done?" leaving Cheng Zhiyu speechless.
Fine, I'll let him touch me then.
After realizing he was thinking this way, he was horrified to discover that his bottom line was indeed gradually decreasing.
"Ah! Where did you bite?!" Cheng Zhiyu exclaimed in surprise, looking down to see that his shirt was smeared with saliva.
Cheng Mo's tanned skin flushed slightly: "I couldn't help it, Zhiyu, your private parts are so beautiful."
Pink...
Cheng Zhiyu was completely engulfed in flames!
He was wearing loose and comfortable pajamas, buttoned up, with a large neckline. Cheng Mo accidentally saw them and couldn't take his eyes off them.
It's really beautiful.
Cheng Zhiyu also has muscles, a thin layer, and his skin is very white, like a cherry.
He really wanted to bite, but he was afraid that Cheng Zhiyu would get angry, so he pulled his clothes back to cover it up and bit through the clothes.
The fabric of the clothes was very thin, which blocked some of his senses, but he could still clearly feel the pulse there.
After Cheng Mo finished speaking, seeing Cheng Zhiyu fall silent, he assumed he didn't believe him and emphasized again, "Zhiyu, I'm serious, your private parts are really beautiful. I want to kiss them, I want to bite them, is that okay?"
Cheng Zhiyu felt utterly helpless, experiencing a strange sensation where he had been bitten. He tried to ignore it, but as Cheng Mo's words became increasingly outrageous, he glared at him angrily and shouted, "Get out of here!"
He was really going crazy. Cheng Mo didn't seem to think it was a big deal at all. He really was a damn straight man!
Cheng Zhiyu turned over, no longer facing the other person, and lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling. For the first time, he didn't know what to do.
They were truly at a loss when faced with Cheng Mo.
If the other party were just Cheng Mo, and not his Xiao Hei or Da Hei, he wouldn't need to be so passive; he would either refuse or make things clear.
But now, Cheng Zhiyu raised his hand to cover his eyes, laughing to himself, he had absolutely no idea what to do.
Cheng Mo, who was standing next to him, clung to him like a big dog and complained, "Are you angry? But if you're angry, don't yell at me... You can talk to me nicely."
Cheng Zhiyu: "..." Helpless.
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