Song Jinhe looked up at his results and nodded lightly on them with satisfaction.

"Here's my mark for you, you're mine, my favorite."

Cheng Qianhuai's breath stagnated, feeling the softness of her fingertips, and the scene in front of her seemed to have become dreamy.

Is he hers?

It's so fun.

"If you don't feel safe, then I'll stamp it for you, and if it disappears in the future, then I can stamp it for you again.

The two of us are the closest people, and you don't need to be wronged to cater to me, you know? ”

Song Jinhe traced his lips with his fingertips, and I have to say that his beauty is indeed very tempting to her.

"Got it."

Cheng Qianhuai nodded obediently, his eyes filled with a small light, and his joy was beyond words.

Song Jinhe smiled and met his lips, she didn't know how to kiss, and Cheng Qianhuai always occupied the dominant position before, but now the two have switched positions.

Feeling the man's entanglement of her lips and tongue, Song Jinhe raised his head and took a deep breath, and tugged at his earlobe with some dissatisfaction.

"You are not allowed to move what I said, not anywhere."

Cheng Qianhuai looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to be stepping on the tip of his heart with every move, and nodded with the desire to float.

How could this be a reward for him? It's clearly torture for him.

But he liked her very much, and it turned out that she was willing to be close to him, and he was very happy no matter what.

Song Jinhe messed around with him for a long time, and finally Cheng Qianhuai had to take another cold shower, looking at himself in the mirror, his lips were a little swollen.

He chuckled and touched it, this was all the sign that Ah He gave him, and he was very happy.

The two of them ate lunch outside the space, it was too hot and there was no appetite, Cheng Qianhuai adjusted the cold dishes, which were sour and appetizing, which made Song Jinhe eat lunch obediently.

Sitting on the sofa eating ice cream, but the forehead is still sweating outward, and the ice basin placed next to it is somewhat useful, but it melts quickly in the high temperature.

Song Jinhe wiped the beads of sweat that fell from his head, and fanned with a fan a little irritably.

"Otherwise, let's go to my house, your house is not well sealed, and the curtains are not as thick as mine."

Cheng Qianhuai looked at the ice basin that was melting on the side and only left water, so he had to nod in compromise.

1802 has been transformed by Song Jinhe before the end of the world, whether it is to keep warm or cool and cool off the heat, it is far better than other floors.

Song Jinhe had already had the idea of letting Cheng Qianhuai stay in 1802, after all, she was tired from tossing and turning between the two households every day, and the overall equipment of 1801 was not as good as 1802, and it was more convenient for the two of them to live together.

Cheng Qianhuai sorted out the things he needed to use and entered 1801 with anticipation.

This is the first day of his and Song Jinhe's cohabitation life, which is very memorable.

Walking inside, curtains were installed in each room, and the dazzling sunlight did not have any chance to infect the room, and the temperature was significantly lower than that of SCP-1801.

Song Jinhe put away the bed placed in the living room, then put it back in the master bedroom, and took Cheng Qianhuai to the second bedroom.

The two rooms are separated by a whole living room, so there is no disturbance to each other.

took out a clean mattress and bedding from the space and handed it to Cheng Qianhuai, and Song Jinhe had a smile on his face.

"You can lay these things yourself, just tell me if you need anything, you're welcome."

Cheng Qianhuai hung all his clothes in the wardrobe of the second bedroom and nodded very solemnly.

"If I'm scared to sleep alone at night, can I tell you?"

There was a wicked smile on his face, and his tail tone rose slightly, scratching the tip of the heart of the person opposite him like a small hook.

Song Jinhe was not fooled at all, and smiled back: "You can talk to me, but I won't help you." ”

After speaking, she turned around and left directly, and waved her hand to the busy Cheng Qianhuai: "I'll go to the space, you pack up your things and wait for me directly on the sofa." ”

"No problem."

Song Jinhe flashed into the space, looking at the number of wishes with an initial value of 1, somewhat tangled.

The refresh time for making a wish is 1 month, which means that there will be an extra chance to make a wish on the 3rd of each month.

This time, if the things that come out of the wish are not of much use, they will have to wait until September 3rd.

After thinking about it again, she still planned to make a wish for a central air conditioner.

For Song Jinhe, enjoying life is the first thing, and what she values most is her own feelings.

The incessant heat would scorch her body day by day, and even if the curtains were all closed, it would probably not help.

She didn't want to stay at home every day and endure the heat, nor did she want to live on a fan and a few cold patches.

This life was too painful, and it was almost like torture to her.

Since she has the opportunity to start over and has a fantasy jade bracelet space, she must use these things to make her life more comfortable.

"I made a wish to get a central air conditioner that would not be damaged, and that there was no need for electricity and no external units."

Song Jinhe clasped his hands together and closed his eyes and made a wish at the gorgeous World Tree.

[If the wish is successful, you will get a central air conditioner that will not be damaged and does not require electricity, and does not have an external unit×1. 】

[Please select a suitable building, place your hand on the wall of the building, and the air conditioner will be installed automatically.] 】

got what he wanted, Song Jinhe jumped up excitedly, and then went directly out of the space, and couldn't wait to slap his hands on the snow-white wall.

The ceiling began to change gradually, the central air conditioner was automatically installed with the blessing of the mysterious power, and the temperature was completely controlled by Song Jinhe's consciousness.

Cheng Qianhuai's eyes widened in surprise when he looked at this scene, he shook his head in disbelief, and finally relied on his strong heart to accept this reality.

He has really become a little white face who eats soft rice now, but he actually feels pretty good.

Song Jinhe came to the sofa with a smile, Cheng Qianhuai reached out and took her into his arms to sit down, and helped her comb her slightly messy hair.

"There is air conditioning, so I don't have to worry about being hot and unable to sleep in the heat."

She happily rubbed Cheng Qianhuai's face, adjusted the temperature to 23 degrees, and enjoyed it in Cheng Qianhuai's arms with satisfaction.

The central air conditioning produced by the space is really good, the temperature drops quickly, and the originally hot air seems to be smoothed out.

"Let's go out and see how they're doing."

Song Jinhe hooked Cheng Qianhuai's neck and kissed him, took his hand and got up, stepped on the sandals and slowly went downstairs.

It's 3 p.m., the temperature is high, and as soon as I get out of the security gate, I feel a heat wave hit, mixed with the disgusting smell of sewage evaporation, and the environment is worrying.

Song Jinhe was still a little dizzy from being smoked after wearing a mask, and when he looked through the window, he found that the stagnant water had receded for nearly half a meter after only half a day.

You have to hurry, the more water you have in stock now, the better the hot days will be.

Arriving at the floor closest to the water, the survivors of Building 3 almost all gathered around the window, holding containers of different sizes in their hands and quickly carrying water into the house.

Xu Qingkang's side was also very busy, but fortunately, the harvest was considerable, and a water tower was already filled and placed in the corner as a reserve resource for the scorching heat.