Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

Ye Yan looked at her, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"OK."

Le Wuyou was stunned for a moment.

That's... a rather easy agreement, isn't it?

She had prepared a whole host of things to say, including threats, inducements, and gentle persuasion, but as soon as she started, the other party agreed immediately.

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid I'll lie to you?" Le Wuyou asked tentatively.

Ye Yan chuckled softly:

"You can give it a try."

The tone was so casual, as if it were just a casual remark.

"Have you eaten today?"

But Le Wuyou sensed the threat in his voice.

She shivered and suddenly realized that the man in front of her could survive in the extreme cold, could kill a strong man the moment he opened the door, and could burn a person to ashes without any expression.

He is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"alright"

Ye Yan stood up and walked towards the kitchen:

"Since you're staying here, let's move your supplies upstairs first. My place isn't big, but three people can squeeze in."

Le Wuyou watched his retreating figure, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Which of this man's words are true and which are false?

She couldn't see through it at all.

But there's one thing she's sure of.

It's freezing cold outside, -50 degrees Celsius. Going out would be suicide.

Having finally found a warm and comfortable place, how could she possibly betray him?

That evening, Le Wuyou carried his belongings into Ye Yan's house little by little.

A space of ten cubic meters is neither particularly large nor small.

He only needed to make one or two trips to move everything over.

The supplies filled a corner of the living room. Ye Yan roughly estimated that, based on the consumption of three people, it would last at least three or four months.

Ye Yan guessed that this guy probably awakened his sequence not long before the apocalypse, since so many supplies went unnoticed by the residents of the community.

He then transferred a portion of the space to his own room using a spatial sequence.

It's likely that this little girl's space is still stuffed with food.

They're all his.

"good."

Ye Yan rarely showed a satisfied expression.

Suddenly, Ye Yan remembered something and posted a picture of the flint in the group chat, saying:

"If anyone has this, I can trade it for food."

But it seemed too late, or perhaps the phone had run out of battery, and there weren't many people left alive.

Not many people replied.

Ye Yan turned off her phone; now that she had food, she wasn't in a hurry.

"Phew, finally done."

Le Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief and was about to find a place to sit down and rest when suddenly a head popped out of the room.

Qi Rushuang was wearing a lace nightgown with a wide-open neckline, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and a deep cleavage. Her long, slender legs gleamed like ivory under the light.

"Um, Ye Yan."

Qi Rushuang was about to ask Ye Yan if she wanted to continue, or if not, so that she could put on her clothes, but before she could finish speaking, she saw Le Wuyou's shocked gaze.

"Wuyou?" Qi Rushuang was equally shocked.

How did she end up here?

Similarly, Yue Wuyou didn't understand why Teacher Qi was in Ye Yan's room!

She was still wearing those lace pajamas.

"Ye, Brother Ye"

Le Wuyou turned his head sharply, his eyes vacant.

"Why are you here, Teacher Qi?"

"Why?!"

Ye Yan grinned, walked up, and grabbed Qi Rushuang, who was trying to turn back to her room.

"Of course, the teacher is already my woman."

"Huh?" Yue Wuyou's eyes were vacant.

"Ye, Ye, please don't do this."

Qi Rushuang's face turned so red it seemed to bleed; she was utterly ashamed.

To be seen in this state by one of your own students, and the person in question is a classmate.

This.

"Oh"

But Ye Yan found it interesting, stroking Qi Rushuang's rosy and smooth face, and whispered close to her earlobe:

"Teacher, that's not what you just said."

"Me, me"

She wanted to say something, but Ye Yan picked her up in one go.

"Ye Yan, could you postpone it for one day?"

"I can't wait!"

Ye Yan, carrying Qi Rushuang, turned to the stunned Le Wuyou as they entered the room and said:

"By the way, if you stay here, I'll end up sleeping with you too."

"ha?"

Before Le Wuyou could respond, Ye Yan had already entered the room.

Le Wuyou, who was left in the living room, was still in shock.

Teacher, why are you here?

And also. Ye Yan, Ye Yan actually...

That's really, really too daring.

and also.

Remembering Ye Yan's words before he left, Le Wuyou's face flushed red.

Although, that's what she thought before.

But at that time, it was just a thought for her!

That's right.

Le Wuyou is the kind of person who scores full marks in theory but zero in practice.

. .

inside the room.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Qi Rushuang didn't understand why Yue Wuyou was here.

In addition, they also brought some food.

Could it be...?

Thinking of something, Qi Rushuang looked towards the living room from the doorway and bit her lip.

She was uneasy and anxious.

He was the one who gave her her lifeline; Ye Yan is now her only support.

Especially after knowing the other party's sequence capabilities.

But now there's more joy and carefree living.

Furthermore, the other party is so young and physically immature.

Her figure is just as good as hers.

Now, she is no longer the only option in the room; once she is replaced, she will have to return to that cold world once more.

The thought filled Qi Rushuang with despair.

Ha ha.

Looking at the conflicted Qi Rushuang in front of him, Ye Yan was very satisfied.

A sense of competition.

This was something Ye Yan deliberately created.

In the apocalypse, a sense of security is a luxury.

They need to be made to feel a sense of crisis at all times.

Only then will they be more obedient and willing to abandon all dignity in order to please others.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Ye Yan reached out and put his arm around her waist.

Qi Rushuang's body went limp, and she leaned against Ye Yan's chest.

She looked up at Ye Yan with a complicated expression, her tone tinged with resentment.

"I didn't expect Ye Yan to like those naive little girls?"

I'm not a picky eater.

Ye Yan lowered his head and sniffed at her neck. The mint and tobacco scent had faded, replaced by the fresh fragrance of shower gel.

"I like anything as long as it tastes good."

As he spoke, Ye Yan slipped inside the bathrobe through the gap.

Qi Rushuang's body trembled, but this time she did not dodge.

Instead, they straightened their backs and actively went along with it.

She learned to please others.

She wanted to use her body to tell Ye Yan.

She has more charm than that naive young girl in the film.

Ye Yan also realized this.

No wonder she's an honorary teacher; her learning ability is truly remarkable.

"Mmm~~~~~"

Outside the room.

That was Qi Rushuang's voice.

Cheerful, with a touch of coquettishness.

Le Wuyou stood frozen in place, her expression shifting from bewilderment to shock, from shock to embarrassment, and from embarrassment to utter collapse.

She turned to look in the direction of the bedroom, her face flushed red.

"I'm a young woman! Can't these two even consider other people's feelings?"

She walked to the farthest corner of the room, covered her head with her coat, and curled up into a ball.

But the sound still seeped into her ears, like countless ants crawling around in her mind.

"What terrible things have I done...?"

Le Wuyou muttered to himself, his eyes dark circles resembling those of a panda.

Outside the window, the blizzard continued to rage.

Inside the house, it's warm as spring.

But in this spring, some are happy while others are sad.

. . .