Chapter 45: I Want to Sleep with Brother Yuan

The moment Sang Fuying slipped into Yuan Feiye's embrace, the scent at her nose shifted abruptly from fresh lemon to orange blossom. She did not resist, leaning in closer, her arms naturally wrapping around his neck, her delicate face nuzzling against his neck with gentle strokes.

She felt as if the blood coursing through her veins was boiling, every organ inside her clamoring, yearning for something.

Yet, she could not quite name what it was.

The young girl's raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall from the man's arms, her eyes tinged red at the corners, gaze hazy as she leaned against him.

Knowing her younger sister's competitive nature, it would have been fine if it were an ordinary day, but today was different—he was about to depart for the capital, and any delay could affect the journey.

Only after dinner did Jiang He have time to prepare the interview outline; by the time she sent it to Gu Xi, it was already ten o'clock at night.

Several assassins with slightly greater strength narrowly avoided the first strike, but could not evade the second deadly attack.

Upon hearing that Chen Pi was caring for Guo Banggeng in prison, Qin Huairu and the others' expressions improved somewhat.

"Good," Gu Xi accepted the milk handed by Aunt Fu and began drinking. In the past, she would have been drinking wine at this hour, but now she and Pei Muchuan had begun a healthier lifestyle together.

It was a strange feeling—then it was summer, now autumn had come; so much had happened in these two months that she felt her marriage was like a dream.

“Mom, Banggeng will be alright, right?” Su Xueli’s face was pale, her lips drained of color. Her voice trembled as she asked, eyes filled with worry and fear.

“You misunderstand. We’re not grave robbers; we’re official personnel,” the burly man leading the group explained.

Chen Zhe looked at the six ghostly figures charging toward him again with some surprise; he had just unleashed his full power.

What was even more absurd was that upon hearing this news, some of the island’s supernatural beings had actually started offering bounties in reward.

Zhang Lan had, at some unknown moment, handed her child to Aunt He. Now, she stepped forward to shake hands with Wu Gang. Their eyes met; Zhang Lan’s gaze was sincere and calm, yet beneath it lay a faint coldness, an involuntary chill emanating from deep within.

“Uh…” Jeru’s body shuddered, his cruel eyes darting toward Wei Baozi’s direction as he quickly shrank back, trying to hide.

Once inside the room, Meng Yong tore open the letter and began reading. After finishing, his complexion changed drastically, muttering, “How is this possible?” before pacing silently on the floor.

“…” Ye Xiang had been about to ask why Li Han was here, but just as the words reached her lips, a sudden loud bang from Li Han forced her to swallow them back.

Qi Li and Chun Xiao exchanged glances. Chun Xiao laughed heartily, saying, “Qingming’s thinking is thirty to forty years behind ours. According to Qi Li’s analysis, they’re still stuck around the time the mainland was just liberated. I don’t even bother explaining. Qi Li, you tell Sister Lanlan.” He smiled, sat down cross-legged, and leisurely sipped his tea.

“Master!” The child shouted, voice choking with tears, stepping forward swiftly to lift Liuli to her feet.

Since the apocalypse, wherever there are supermarkets, countless battles have erupted, countless zombies or corpses lie strewn about. Although Ge Fang and Ye Xiang had not gone to see, it was easy enough to imagine.

Ice Dance had not made a single friend since arriving here. Since Dugu Yan had shown such favor, Ice Dance felt it improper to embarrass her.

Zhang Lan bowed her head and wept bitterly once more. Her usual composure and calm had deserted her; the blow was too sudden, too severe, leaving her unprepared.

At that moment, Zhang Lan’s hand gripped the door handle, not turning back, but a slight tremor betrayed her from behind. After a while, she spoke softly, “Mother, I’ve been very busy these past two days. If I have time, I will definitely come back to see him.” With that, she opened the door and walked out.

Later, the two of them secretly discussed and reached an “important” conclusion—the power of hormones.