In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Wenren Yu stood on one side of the group and talked with the two Huang brothers.

"The people from Yuntu will be uniformly arranged in adjacent residential buildings to make it easier for everyone to adapt to their new lives. As per your request, you two brothers and Lu Shen and his grandson will be assigned to two households facing each other on the first floor."

Huang Yiyun said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Wenren Yu nodded slightly: "Of course."

He looked at Huang Yijie: "I've arranged an independent laboratory for Engineer Huang. Once you're settled, you can start recruiting assistants. Two days is a bit rushed, so the laboratory might not be fully prepared. If you're missing anything, just ask Xiaolei; she can get it done in half a day."

Huang Yijie scratched the back of his head: "Base Commander, you can just call me Xiao Huang or Yijie. Thank you, this is the first time I've had a proper independent laboratory."

Wenren Yu said, "Then I'll have to trouble Yijie from now on."

Wenren Lei yawned as she passed by and casually said, "If you need someone to help you, you can come to me. I'm usually quite free."

Huang Yijie's eyes lit up: "Really? I was drawing the first draft of the crystal core heating machine before, and I need a fire element ability user to help with the research. It would be even better if you could bring Brother Yan with you."

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "It sounds like you don't need me."

Huang Yijie chuckled sheepishly: "You could even tell that?"

"Damn it." Wenren Lei snorted coldly and walked straight into the base.

Wenren Yu watched his retreating figure, shook her head with a helpless smile, and said, "He'll help when you call out."

Huang Yijie chuckled: "Got it, thanks, base commander."

……

As soon as they got home, Wenren Lei was carried directly into the bedroom by Fu Yan and pinned to a chair—he was going to trim his hair.

The ambiguous look on Wenren Lei's face faded, and she rolled her eyes at Fu Yan: "You have no sense of romance."

Fu Yan draped the apron around his neck and smoothed his slightly messy hair: "Your bangs are getting into your eyes, aren't you uncomfortable?"

No romance. Wenren Lei closed her eyes, refusing to look or listen.

Fu Yan stroked Wenren Lei's face with his palm: "Little soybean, you'll cry when I make you angry, but you tease me again when I let you go."

Wenren Lei sneered, "That's because your technique is bad."

Fu Yan behind her suddenly fell silent. Wenren Lei's heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly opened her eyes, immediately forcing a fawning smile: "No, dear Brother Yan, you..."

It was too late for repentance. Fu Yan ripped off the apron covering him, lifted him up from the chair, and strode toward the bed.

Suddenly, the world spun around her, and Wenren Lei was thrown into the bedding.

A few strands of water slowly climbed up Wenrenlei's neck from her arm.

Fu Yan braced himself on either side of him, his deep voice carrying a hint of danger and ambiguity: "Sweetie, you've wanted to try this for a while, haven't you?"

Wenren Lei raised her hand and tugged at the water chain around her neck, revealing a pair of tiger teeth as she laughed: "How interesting."

Fu Yan gripped the water chain and gently tugged, forcing Wenren Lei closer to him: "Good girl..."

He lowered his head and kissed his lips.

…………

When she was washed clean and put back on the bed, Wenren Lei's hair had also been trimmed.

Wenren Lei's impromptu performances always made Fu Yan feel incredibly excited, and he always made sure Fu Yan cut his hair when they were in the throes of passion.

He sat with his back to Fu Yan, letting Fu Yan look in the mirror while he cut his hair.

Seeing the cold sweat beading on Fu Yan's forehead, Wenren Lei chuckled.

"Fu Yan...you'd better be careful...if you mess up my hair, I'll really be angry."

Fu Yan gritted his teeth: "Don't regret it."

……

In short, I regret it now.

Wenren buried her face in the pillow.

Fu Yan took the hair tie, tied his hair halfway back, leaned close to him affectionately, put an arm around him, held up the mirror to the two of them, and said with a smile in his voice, "You look great."

Wenren Lei couldn't bear to cut the ends of his hair that he had worked so hard to grow out. He felt that tying it up would make him look like his brother, so he only asked Fu Yan to trim his bangs.

The person in the mirror had a new hairstyle, neat and handsome, with a touch of wildness, but... the corners of their eyes were red, and their whole appearance was somewhat watery.

In contrast, Fu Yan behind him was dressed neatly in his pajamas, looking completely satisfied with a faint smile on his lips.

Recalling what had just happened, Wenren Lei felt a wave of weakness wash over her. She raised her hand and pushed the mirror away, saying, "I never want to look in the mirror with you again."

Fu Yan whispered a laugh in his ear: "I think we can take more photos."

"Waaah..." Wenren Lei rolled over and lay face down, burying her face back into the pillow. "You're bullying me."

Fu Yan ruffled his hair: "It's my fault, I won't do it again next time."

Wenren Lei rolled over and snuggled into his arms: "Hold me."

Fu Yan gently wrapped his arms around him, chuckling softly. Even though he'd been bullied to tears, he still softly sought comfort from him—it was infuriating.

He suppressed the urge to tease her again, gently removed Wenren Lei's hair tie, and smoothed her smooth white hair: "Sleep well, sweetheart."

Wenren Lei nuzzled against his chest, murmuring groggily, "I love you..."

Fu Yan gently kissed his forehead: "I love you too."

The team was on a mission and traveling for several days, so training was suspended the next day.

Wenren Lei slept until the sun was high in the sky before waking up. After a hasty wash, she half-closed her eyes, grabbed a hair tie, and swaggered into the kitchen: "Brother Yan, tie my hair..."

Fu Yan had already set the breakfast and lunch on the table. He sat down in a chair and patted his thigh: "Come here."

Wenren Lei obediently sat on his lap, burying his head in the crook of his neck, letting Fu Yan gently tuck his hair into his.

After tying their hair up, the two of them remained in this position as Fu Yan fed Wenren Lei bite by bite.

"If my brother saw this, he would definitely say that you've spoiled me rotten."

Fu Yan said, "According to scientific statistics, 99% of couples eat like this at home."

"Huh? Really? You're not kidding me."

Fu Yan said frankly, "I'm just kidding, it's meatballs."

Deceiving a sweet child doesn't count.

Wenren Lei stared at him suspiciously, then turned her head away from the crab roe soup dumpling that was being fed to her: "I'm full."

"Rest for a while after you've had your fill."

Wenren Lei nestled lazily in his arms.

As Wenren Lei drifted off to sleep, a cool hand gently covered his lower abdomen.

"What are you doing?" Wenren Lei asked, her voice muffled.

Fu Yan smiled and gently raised his hand, whispering something in his ear.

Wenren Lei froze, then her eyes widened, and she yelled and punched Fu Yan, shouting, "You beast!!"

After having brunch, Fu Yan had to go to the command post to submit his work report, leaving Wenren Lei to play at home by herself.

Wenren Lei ran over and teased Meimei first.

The little tree ball is getting bigger and bigger, and the area that needs to be cleaned can now cover half of the yard.

A colorful pom-pom darted around Wenren Lei.

His gaze followed the colorful dumplings back and forth. On the way home, bored, he asked Fu Yan to use his superpower to dye the dumplings a different color. It was so cool!