Liu Qinghe stared at the boiling water, and hurriedly stopped Fang Ruotong, "Okay, okay, you stop first." ”

Fang Ruotong hurriedly stopped, looked at the cabbage in Liu Qinghe's hand, and asked cautiously, "Do you want me to help you wash the vegetables?" ”

Liu Qinghe's gaze fell on her dirty hand that could barely see her original complexion, coughed lightly, and refused in a more tactful tone, "No need, you just wait to eat." ”

Fang Ruotong actually realized that she was dirty, she had lived in such a small space as the bathroom for more than half a month, eating, drinking, and lazing in it, could she not be dirty.

"Okay, okay."

"Hmm!" Liu Qinghe was very satisfied that she didn't insist on helping to wash the vegetables, and then turned her head and put a pot of cabbage on Cen Chuxi's lap, "Anyway, you are idle and have nothing to do, so it is better to help me wash the vegetables." ”

After speaking, Fang Ruotong explained, "I'm familiar with him, and I'm used to calling him." ”

How could Fang Ruotong not know that Liu Qinghe was saving face for himself, and nodded with a red face.

And Cen Chuxi, who heard this, raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not refuse the request to wash vegetables.

He had to admit that staying by Liu Qinghe's side and watching her cook hot pot made him feel like he was back in the world, and those thoughts that did not belong to human nature seemed to be being pressed to the most hidden corners of his heart.

As long as she doesn't leave, as long as he can restrain himself, the madness buried deep in his heart will never see the light of day.

In the past, in order to classify the seeds, she gave birth to at least the same finished product for each seed, so although the number of each dish is not large at the moment, it is better to have many types.

A few people comfortably ate a hot pot in the last days.

Except for Qi Xian, who believes that Cen Chuxi and Liu Qinghe are the male and female protagonists of the book "Apocalyptic Crisis", they will definitely enjoy happiness with them, so they are relatively calm.

Fang Ruotong and Liu Guangtou couldn't control their tears, they couldn't imagine that after the end of the world, they would still be able to eat hot pot.

The car drove all the way in the direction of Y City, and as time passed, it began to encounter more and more survivors.

Three days later, in the middle of the night, Liu Guangtou, who was full of exhaustion, stopped the car against the car of several survivors' convoy, exhaled softly, and was just about to speak, when he saw Cen Chuxi in the rearview mirror and asked him to be quiet.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Liu Qinghe sleeping in his arms.

Liu Guangtou swallowed the words that came to his lips.

They have now changed to an RV, and it has been violently modified, and the original air conditioning and washing machine in it have been removed, leaving only a bed and a lot of space.

Usually Cen Chuxi and Liu Qinghe sleep in the bed, and everyone else makes bunks on the floor.

But the five people living in it were still a little crowded, and during this period, Cen Chuxi had the idea of killing the superfluous people countless times, but in the end he didn't put it into practice for some reason.

He stood up with Liu Qinghe in his arms, avoided Fang Ruotong who was lying on the ground, and gently put Liu Qinghe on the bed.

Liu Qinghe, who is awake, will be more reserved, but she can't care so much when she is asleep.

As soon as the familiar breath was far away, she approached again with her hands and feet, and put herself back into Cen Chuxi's arms, and her slightly frowning brows relaxed.

The frowning man became Cen Chuxi.

He looked at Liu Qinghe, who was eager to squeeze himself into his clothes, with a calm face, and after a while, he raised his hand to break her hand that was holding his clothes.

However, within two seconds of breaking it, the hand came back again.

After repeating it a few times, Cen Chuxi stopped his movements, and made a voice of disgust mixed with a trace of emotion that he didn't understand, "Why are you so clingy." No face, no skin. ”