Many children, many blessings: Helping classmates' mothers survive the apocalypse

"hiss--"

Lin Feng instinctively gripped the bed sheet beneath him with both hands.

He glanced down at the gently rising and falling silhouette in the blankets.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the barely visible curves of the gray T-shirt, and then he forgot all about saying anything more.

No, there's no need to say anything more at this point.

Thinking this, Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes.

The temperature in the room seemed to be rising.

In the quiet space, only a subtle and continuous sound remained, along with Lin Feng's increasingly heavy breathing.

Su Qing was very focused.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced towards the living room through the crack in the door, and her movements unconsciously became even more subdued.

At this moment, Su Qing was very clear about what she was doing.

I must never let that woman take my place.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Qing ended this almost humble yet extremely ingratiating service.

Lin Feng didn't say anything, he just gently stroked her hair.

"Go back to sleep, it's getting late."

"……Um."

Su Qing nodded with difficulty, indicating that she understood.

At this moment, a glistening tear welled up in the corner of her eye due to physiological stimulation, making her appear especially charming in the dim light.

[Ding! Detected a dramatic fluctuation in the target Su Qing's approval rating.]

Current approval rating: 30% (budding positive feelings).

[System Notification: Bond deepening... Host's mental resistance +10, physical recovery speed increased by 20%.]

Su Qing propped herself up, not bothering to clean up the remaining traces.

She simply slid off the bed quietly, like a frightened cat, her back arched.

The moment her slender, snow-white bare feet touched the slightly cool floor...

The chill traveled up her spine from the soles of her feet, clearing her chaotic thoughts somewhat.

Pushing open the slightly ajar door, Su Qing held her breath and slipped into the side room.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, dappling the small bed.

Su Xiaoxiao was curled up in bed, half of her face buried in the pillow, her breathing long and even.

Su Qing's heart pounded like a drum, and she walked with utmost care, fearing that her footsteps might disturb her daughter's peaceful slumber.

Just as she carefully lifted the corner of the blanket, preparing to lie down, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly moved.

The little guy seemed to sense the movement around him, and his brow furrowed slightly.

She smacked her lips twice and let out a muffled, sleep-talking sound:

"Mommy...hug..."

Su Qing froze on the spot, her movements completely still.

At that moment, she didn't even dare to breathe, staring intently at her daughter's eyelashes, her heart in her throat.

She was afraid that those pure eyes would open at any moment and see through her current disheveled and miserable state.

Those few seconds felt like an eternity; Xiao Xiao had only rubbed against the pillow a little.

He turned over and fell into a deep sleep again, his soft snoring returning to normal.

Su Qing collapsed onto the edge of the bed with a sigh of relief, her chest heaving violently.

Just now, that feeling of guilt and immorality, like that of someone having an affair, intertwined and clung to her in the darkness, almost suffocating her...

She finally lay down slowly, holding the warm little body tightly in her arms.

Only when I could smell the faint milky scent emanating from my daughter did I manage to regain a little peace.

at the same time.

In the living room.

Bai Bing lay on her side on the folding bed, the thin blanket slipping down to her waist.

Using the dim light in the corridor, she took in Su Qing's retreating figure as she sneaked back to her side bedroom like a thief.

Bai Bing pursed her lips, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the edge of the blanket, and she didn't close her eyes for a long time.

. . .

early morning.

Inside the safe house, which maintains a constant temperature of 26 degrees Celsius, the rich aroma of congee with preserved egg and lean pork fills the air.

In the open kitchen, Bai Bing casually twisted her long hair into a bun at the back of her head and skillfully tucked the ends of her hair into the center of the bun to secure it.

She was wearing Raymond Lam's oversized gray T-shirt.

The hemline barely covered the top of her thighs, revealing two straight and shapely long legs.

Bai Bing held the soup spoon and stirred the thick porridge in the clay pot clockwise.

Su Qing stood on the other side of the kitchen counter and neatly arranged four sets of bowls and chopsticks on a plate.

Neither woman spoke, yet a subtle tension hung in the air.

Su Qing glanced at Bai Bing's long legs, which were faintly visible under her oversized T-shirt, and then lowered her eyes again.

Last night, her extremely ingratiating "repayment" in the master bedroom made her feel that she had gained the upper hand in this safe haven.

But when I opened my eyes this morning, the once high and mighty head of student affairs had already taken over the kitchen.

She acted like the lady of the house, which made Su Qing feel a little threatened.

"Teacher Bai's cooking is really good."

Su Qing broke the silence, her tone gentle and polite, carrying the air of a hostess.

"However, Raymond Lam has a big appetite, this little bit of porridge probably won't be enough for him. I'll go fry a few more eggs."

Bai Bing didn't even look up as she turned off the induction cooker.

"I just prepared the dough, and it's still warm in the oven. I'll make him two scallion pancakes later. Ms. Su, don't worry about it."

His words were barbed, and he wouldn't give an inch.

Su Qing's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped the porcelain spoon.

The door to the master bedroom opened.

Raymond Lam walked out wearing a black vest and sweatpants.

After a night's rest, his muscles displayed an explosive and fullness.

The outline of the shoulders and back is faintly visible under the vest.

His steps were steady, and his aura was composed.

Bai Bing immediately turned around, pulled a hot towel from the temperature-controlled towel rack next to her, and handed it over.

Her fingertips paused slightly, as if trying to use this gesture to hide the racing heartbeat.

"Wash your face and get ready to eat."

Her tone was very natural, completely unlike the awkwardness she had when she first arrived last night; it even carried a hint of familiarity, like an elder taking care of a younger person.

She knew all too well that in this apocalyptic world, there was no room for idle people.

Since we are not physically ready, we must demonstrate irreplaceable value in terms of domestic affairs.

Lin Feng took the towel and wiped his face.

[Ding! Bai Bing's approval rating has changed.]

Current approval rating: 25% (budding positive feelings).

[System notification: A peaceful sleep and a constant temperature environment have allowed her to lower her guard initially. She is attempting to establish her position within the family through managing household affairs.]

Not to be outdone, Su Qing carried a porcelain bowl full of hot porridge to the dining table and pulled out the chair for the head of the table.

"Raymond Lam, eat it while it's hot. I specially chose the lean meat you like."

Just as Lin Feng pulled out a chair and sat down, a slight click came from the door of the second bedroom.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her sleepy eyes and came out.

She was also wearing an oversized T-shirt by Raymond Lam, which hung loosely on her slender shoulders.

The neckline tilted to one side, revealing a small section of her fair collarbone.

After a night of rest, her face was full of the charming innocence unique to young girls.

However, when she saw the scene in the kitchen, she froze on the spot, completely losing her sleepiness.

"Mr. Bai... Mr. Bai?!"