"The clothes are put here for you, they are all clean, you can just wear them directly after washing."

After saying that, she went back to the house to take a bath, Cheng Qianhuai walked upstairs and looked at the set of clothes, and unexpectedly found that Song Jinhe even prepared a ...... for him

A pair of panties?

He blushed instantly, coughed a little uncomfortably, and then went to the room designated by Song Jinhe to take a bath with his clothes.

Cheng Qianhuai took a bath faster than Song Jinhe, and after washing, he went downstairs very obediently, sitting on the sofa and quietly waiting for her to go downstairs.

He also probably knew that it took a lot of steps for girls to take a bath, so he was very patient with the wait.

When Song Jinhe came down, her hair had been dried out, and her body exuded the fragrance of jasmine in the shower gel, and her hair fluttered gently with the breeze of walking, and a few strands hung next to her cheeks.

"Dinner or else eat in the space, it's troublesome and cold to go out to do it anyway, so it's better to solve it directly here."

Cheng Qianhuai moved his legs and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Song Jinhe suddenly thought of the fish he caught: "Drink fish soup, I still want to eat sweet and sour tenderloin, and then steam a pot of rice." ”

Cheng Qianhuai happily complied, carrying the bucket Song Jinhe gave him and walked to the kitchen a little awkwardly.

Song Jinhe looked at his somewhat uncomfortable walking posture, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" Not feeling well? ”

Cheng Qianhuai coughed lightly: "Eh, it's okay, you don't have to worry." ”

The other party got up from the sofa and followed, insisting on asking why.

"What the hell is going on? Did you get injured while you just trained? ”

Her face was a little more concerned, Cheng Qianhuai smiled a little embarrassedly, and the movements of her hands did not stop.

"You gave it to me, well, the size is a little small, too tight."

Song Jinhe thought for a moment and understood in seconds.

After all, Cheng Qianhuai only wore a loose short-sleeved shirt and a pair of sports trousers, and there was only one piece of clothing left that was difficult to say.

"Then I'll pay attention next time."

"Okay."

The conversation between the two was slightly awkward, Song Jinhe covered her face and ran out of the kitchen, she felt that she had something wrong with her brain, Cheng Qianhuai said that it was okay, but she had to rush up to make such a play.

But that panty size isn't too small, he ......

Song Jinhe found that his attention was a little off, and hurriedly rushed to the refrigerator, took a bottle of iced Coke, and poured two sips into his mouth.

The aroma of fish soup soon spread along the kitchen, and Song Jinhe turned on the TV in the living room, only to find that it was not an empty shell.

There are all kinds of TV dramas, movies, variety shows, and everything that can be searched before the end of the world can be watched casually on TV.

Song Jinhe sighed twice, I have to say that all the things produced by the jade bracelet space are really too useful.

Turn on the TV, the room quickly seems warm, the noisy TV sound and the sound of food coming out of the pot, compared to the world outside the space, this place can be called a paradise.

Cheng Qianhuai's movements were fast, and he brought all the prepared meals to the table on the side, and served rice to the two of them before calling Song Jinhe to eat.

The other party was fascinated by watching it, and some reluctantly paused the TV series before trotting to the table.

The fish soup is fragrant and garnished with some coriander leaves.

The sweet and sour loin has a creamy and translucent shell, and when you bite into it, it tastes sweet and sour.

Song Jinhe was very satisfied with the meal, and even the rice in the pot was wiped out.

After the end of the world, the amount of exercise is much greater than before the end of the world, and even the appetite is greater, and there are more and more things to eat.

She was about to wash the dishes with the plate, but was stopped by Cheng Qianhuai again.

"Brushing the dishes is not good for your hands, I'll just go."

Song Jinhe looked at him helplessly: "You say it's not good for my skin when cooking, and you say it's not good for my hands when you brush dishes."

Am I not going to do any work at all? ”

Cheng Qianhuai nodded solemnly: "With me, you don't have to do anything." ”

He took the chopsticks from her hand, and his amber eyes were full of obvious tenderness.

"The precious food in your space for me to eat, the warm clothes for me to wear, these are all you give me.

If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd be embarrassed now, so can I leave these little things to me? ”

He understands that he is of little use to Song Jinhe, and he can be regarded as a bodyguard and coach at best.

But he also got a lot of benefits from her, and now he eats three meals a day very well, and he can still have meat to eat and fish soup to drink when others can't even eat enough.

He knows everything he got from Song Jinhe, and he is willing to give everything he has for her.

Song Jinhe thought about it for a while, but he was really moved by him.

Since the materials were provided by her, Cheng Qianhuai did other things that could not be regarded as wronging him.

Although she wants the two to get along more harmoniously and not quarrel over some trivial matters, looking at the current situation, it is not good for her to insist on working.

"No problem, you applied for it yourself, don't blame me for not working and not doing housework after a long time."

Song Jinhe pointed to Cheng Qianhuai's nose, pushed all the dishes in his hand to him, and sat on the sofa happily to catch up on the drama.

Cheng Qianhuai took the dishes and chopsticks, went to peel the mango for her and put it on the plate, and gently placed it in front of her.

Song Jinhe happily took the plate and stuffed a small piece of mango into his mouth, letting the rich mango fragrance permeate his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction.

This is life, and it feels really good to be taken care of by beautiful men.

After the two cleaned up the villa, they didn't continue to stay, and Song Jinhe planned to reserve time in the space early for emergencies, so he didn't want to waste too much.

After the two of them put on their clothes, they walked out of the space, and the cold hit suddenly, which was in stark contrast to the temperature in the space.

"It's not early, I'll go home first, and you can rest quickly."

Cheng Qianhuai looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already 8:30, and it was rude for him to continue to stay here.

Song Jinhe nodded in response, the amount of training this afternoon was not small, and it didn't take long to fall asleep in bed.

The world outside the window was silent, the wind had stopped, but the temperature was frighteningly low.

The road was quiet, and from time to time the sound of some heavy objects falling on the ground could be heard, and the number of corpses on the ice was not small.

Some people who are in short supply have no idea of living, so they simply jump off the building to end their suffering, and some people are frozen to death.

In the last days of natural disasters, no matter which round it is, it is extremely difficult.

The survivors struggled in the ultra-low temperature, clinging to the narrow charcoal basin, in a vain attempt to survive the extreme cold with the little charcoal fire left.

The clothes on their bodies had been worn as warm as possible, but they still couldn't withstand the ultra-low temperature, their eyes were numb, and their bodies were stiff when they looked up at the window.

"Say, how long will I live?"

"I don't know, if you keep persisting, maybe the disaster will pass."

They comforted each other painfully, but they already had the answer in their hearts.

To be alive turned out to be so difficult two words.

(End of chapter)