Recently, I've been really busy.
So busy that I haven't even had time for intimate moments.
Now, hearing that Yang Xiaozhu is feeling down, Li Yu also feels somewhat guilty.
So he asked Li Yuan, "Where is Xiaozhu now?"
Li Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Lately, Sister Xiaozhu has been exercising at the stadium every day, she should still be running on the track at this time."
Li Yu nodded his head, then walked out.
He suddenly felt that the base was still too small.
If the base were bigger, maybe there would be more space.
But nearly 300 acres of land, in this post-apocalyptic world, was not small.
Including the two mountains, there would be a total of 500 acres.
Arriving at the gymnasium, he indeed saw Yang Xiaozhu running there.
At that moment, she was sweating like rain, bounding like a little rabbit.
Upon seeing Li Yu nearby, the furrow in her brow that had been tight suddenly relaxed.
Excitedly, she ran over, "Brother Yu, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be patrolling the perimeter at this time?"
Li Yu looked at this girl whose skin glowed white, sweat rolling down from her forehead to her cheeks, and then to the delicate areas.
He felt a pang of heartache.
Although she was clearly unhappy, every time she saw him, she put on a happy face.
In her little head, she couldn't understand why, even though she knew Li Yu first and had grown up with him since childhood,
in the end, someone else stole him away.
Looking at her, Li Yu hesitated, but eventually said, "Yutong and I will not break apart."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaozhu blinked, and tears immediately flowed.
She spoke, "I know, you don't need to tell me."
Her eyes, teary as if with rain-sprinkled pear blossoms.
Li Yu felt even more heartache.
They really are complicated, he was never good at handling these, and in this post-apocalyptic world, he wanted even less to deal with them.
For him, any problem that could be quickly resolved, he would resolve as quickly as possible.
So, he added, "But, I also cannot bear to part with you."
If it were anyone else hearing this, they would surely curse Li Yu for being a scoundrel.
But for Yang Xiaozhu, who is deeply in love with Li Yu, hearing these words was like tasting sweet honey.
Her heart felt very sweet.
She was too humble, her demands too few.
From her childhood, following behind Li Yu with a runny nose, to reuniting in this post-apocalyptic setting, she thought that, in the end, Li Yu would accept her.
She didn't expect Yutong to get there first.
Yang Xiaozhu ran forward and hugged Li Yu.
Li Yu's hand twitched, then he hugged her back.
Only to be tightly squeezed by two mounds of flesh,
and somewhat short of breath.
Li Yu slowly said, "Xiaozhu, can you be happier in the future? I want to make you happy."
Yang Xiaozhu blew a breath into Li Yu's ear.
She said, "If you really want me to be happy,
I want to give you everything I have!"
Her voice was like that of a kitten, yet resolute and insistent.
Coupled with the fact that she was whispering into Li Yu's ear with a warm breath, it made him feel as if a cat was scratching at his heart.
Ticklish to the extreme.
What on earth is going on. One after the other.
By this time, it was already ten o'clock at night. Except for those on duty, many others had gone back to their rooms to rest.
Yang Xiaozhu seemed to have planned for this day long in advance.
She took Li Yu's hand and led him to her own living quarters.
Because she moved in earlier and, not to mention that Yang Tianlong was also with Shang Xue'er,
Yang Xiaozhu lived alone.
Li Yu numbly sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Listening to the drizzling sound coming from the bathroom.
Yang Xiaozhu came out in a bathrobe.
Then, the bathrobe casually fell off.
A night of dancing fish and dragons.
On the dew-laden grass of the early morning,
flowers bloomed prolifically.
If someone were to pass by and pick them,
they would realize that the path through the Peach Blossom Forest,
was shining brightly.
In that white ocean, the sea surged tumultuously.
The surging waves, one after another, rolling up piles of snow.
Only when dawn shows its first light, it is recognized that the night has passed.
Daylight has already descended.