I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Oops! I accidentally sprinkled too much chili!"

"Oops! It fell to the ground..."

"Oh dear! Here—"

"Hey!" Yan Ziming couldn't take it anymore and tapped her. "If you fail again next time, I'll have Mu Mu teach you!"

Ye Qianxue shuddered slightly, immediately abandoning her desire for her older sister's wonderful touch, and said seriously, "I guarantee to complete the mission!"

this...

I really don't know what kind of role Mu Mu plays in Ye Qianxue and Yan Ziming's eyes.

Under Yan Ziming's patient guidance, Ye Qianxue learned several times and finally baked her first piece of meat.

"Try it yourself; the taste of what you make yourself is truly unique."

"Ah~~ Mm." (Chewing) Ye Qianxue swallowed it in one gulp, but did not show the kind of happiness of reaping the fruits of her labor that Yan Ziming had expected.

She mumbled, "My older sister's cooking is still the best."

"Ah...maybe it's because I made it so much better than you, my taste buds just couldn't adjust to it."

Having grown accustomed to the delicacies prepared by a master chef, the stark contrast between eating a steamed bun she made herself completely extinguished Ye Qianxue's joy at her labor.

"As expected, it's still best for my older sister to bake this especially for Chiyuki!"

"Tsk tsk...aren't you a dragon? Why don't you just eat it raw?" Yan Ziming said with a headache.

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!"

"Shut up! Shut out!"

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!"

In the end, Yan Ziming couldn't resist her sister's coquettishness and became her cook.

"Xian'er, would you like some?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Liu Mengxian tried grilling meat by herself with great interest, her bright eyes seemingly holding the moon, completely focused.

It seems that even for a fairy, learning something isn't something she can easily do.

As the sun sets, night falls.

"Ha~~ I'm so full, I can't eat anymore."

Yan Ziming lay back on the beach chair, her pink and glossy lips glistening with a faint sheen. Her cheeks were flushed after drinking the wine.

This was the first time she had ever eaten so unrestrainedly. She used to eat in moderation, but this time she really ate to her heart's content.

The high-end ingredients that Mu Mu brought were so good, far better than what they usually bought at the market. These were treasures that only powerful families or wealthy clans could afford, treasures that had been refined over time.

Wow!

A muffled thud, followed by crackling sounds, came from Xiaoze lighting a campfire. There, he and Moxin danced a dance that seemed to have come from some remote corner of Africa. Ye Qianxue then joined in.

Yan Ziming sat in a sun lounger, sipping fine wine, gazing at the scene before him, his dreamy eyes softening further.

Is this what they call the joy of family life?

Yan Ziming couldn't help but chuckle at these sudden words. How old was she? Did she already have such old-fashioned thoughts?

Besides, even for family fun, there have to be a few children around, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but touch her...waist.

[That bastard Simo still hasn't explained what happened. Next time I see her, I'll make her tell me everything!]

However, I still have to thank Mu Mu for bringing so many good things this time, otherwise my satisfaction level would be much lower.

Yan Ziming glanced at Mu Mu beside her, who happened to be looking at her as well. Mu Mu's eyes were full of captivating charm as she elegantly raised her glass to Yan Ziming. Yan Ziming, in turn, raised her own glass. They gazed into each other's eyes and spoke at the same time:

"Cheers to your eyes."

Duang ~

After clinking their glasses, the two did not drink directly. Instead, they wrapped their glasses around each other's arms and drank in a toasting ceremony.

There's an old saying that goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you start thinking about other things."

A creature whose brain is composed of over 90% lust is about to transform into a werewolf on this full moon night.

Moreover, the other individuals also have a significant amount of werewolf genes in their blood, which more or less gives them a similar connotation.

And so, the air grew tense, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous...

Mu Mu suddenly clapped her hands and said, "Oh dear~ I almost forgot, I have another program, a high-end spa treatment, who wants to go first?"

This is a lie.

[Hehe, whether it's today's ingredients, drinks, or even the high-end spa treatment... they're all 'poison' with special ingredients added, hahaha~~]

When Mu Mu gets ruthless, she's practically inhuman; she doesn't even spare herself. She's suffered quite a bit of what she mentioned herself, clearly willing to 'sacrifice herself for the sake of enlightenment'.

Until the dead.

8. Nobody's leaving!

Under the glow of the campfire, Yan Ziming lay sprawled on a beach chair, still slightly drunk. His swimsuit was half-undone, revealing smooth skin with a shimmering glow, and a pair of pale hands pressed against his back.

Yan Ziming half-closed his eyes in enjoyment, feeling drowsy, but forced himself to stay awake and asked, "Mmm... mmm... it really feels good, Mu Mu, where did you learn that?"

"Is that even a question? Of course, I taught myself."

Mu Mu quickly suppressed the infatuated look on her face. Judging from her expression, if her willpower were any weaker, she probably would have drooled.

Yan Ziming naturally knew what kind of person Mu Mu was, so he didn't pursue her little tricks. Ye Qianxue, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at the sight.

Die, die!

I want to learn spa treatments too! I want to give my older sister spa treatments every day!

She was filled with regret that she wasn't the one standing up there; she felt so wronged, so incredibly wronged!

A moment later, Mu Mu withdrew her hand, but couldn't help giving it another squeeze, and said, "Alright, now it's my good disciple's turn. My good disciple~ come up here quickly, and let me let you taste my cooking."

"..." Ye Qianxue hesitated, because Mu Mu's actions looked like the devil was beckoning to her. If she foolishly walked over, would she be taken advantage of?

"I won't."

Ye Qianxue turned and tried to slip away, but Mu Mu grabbed her and forced her onto the sun lounger, beginning a one-sided 'violent assault'.

Blocking out Ye Qianxue's ambiguous cries, Yan Ziming saw Liu Mengxian half-curled up on the beach like a mermaid, her curvaceous figure perfectly accentuated by the pose.

Yan Ziming walked over and asked, "Xian'er, what are you thinking about?"

"I was just thinking...the view is really beautiful."

Liu Mengxian turned her head and discovered that Yan Ziming's entire body was a walking luminous membrane, with a greasy and shiny surface. The texture looked as if you could touch it.

She touched Yan Ziming's thigh and felt a smooth, delicate texture.

Noticing Liu Mengxian's gaze, Yan Ziming also realized his own change and smiled sheepishly, "Ah... I just had a spa treatment, you can try it later."

"Ah."

Liu Mengxian turned her head again to admire the beautiful moonlight.

Yan Ziming sat down next to her, looking at the moon's reflection on the sea, the water sparkling, the sea breeze refreshing, the sea calm.

If you only look at this place, it seems as if the apocalypse never happened; it's just an ordinary, commonplace scene.

Actually, that's not the case. This seemingly ordinary scenery is something that over 99% of people in this day and age have never experienced. This scenery is extremely luxurious and can only be appreciated by a few people at the very top of the pyramid. Otherwise, even if they dared to come, they wouldn't have the mind to appreciate it, as they would have to be careful not to take a wrong step that could lead to their death.

"Xian'er, what's your opinion?" Yan Ziming suddenly asked.

Liu Mengxian's expression changed slightly. The wind blew even more fiercely, making her long hair flutter to the side, its silver color as soft as the moonlight. "What is it?"

"What have you always thought of Qianxue and the others?" Yan Ziming looked straight ahead and asked directly.

"family."

"Hmph~~ What is Xian'er's definition of family? It's not just about living under the same roof, is it?" Yan Ziming asked again.

Liu Mengxian paused for a moment, seemingly pondering the answer.

What, then, is the answer?

Not all questions have standard answers, and no single answer can explain all situations.

She thought about it for a long time.

Her relationship with Yan Ziming had undoubtedly reached the highest level; they had even shared a bed.

But Liu Mengxian knew very well that Yan Ziming had already had countless sexual encounters with the other two, and the relationship between the three of them had become increasingly close with each time they shared a bed.

However, she herself always felt a distance from this group.

This barrier, no matter how long they live together, even if they see each other every morning and eat at the same table year after year, day after day, will not disappear without any substantial progress.

"Waaaaah..."

Ye Qianxue approached gracefully, her whole body glistening with oil and pink, and pounced on Yan Ziming's lap like a kitten.