Chapter 384: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (9)

Chapter 384: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (9)

In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Part 9)

Although Song Ning heard Lance say that the weather was not right, he did not expect that the two of them were still wrapped in blankets and sleeping on the ground when they suddenly felt a cold current sweeping across their hot bodies.

Song Ning shivered from the cold and his body tensed up.

Lance also frowned and trembled slightly. He held his waist and the two of them hugged each other tightly for several minutes without moving.

"elder brother……"

After finally calming down, Song Ning called out Lance in a soft voice.

"Ah."

Lance also understood what he wanted to say, so he simply stood up in this position, carried the person into the car and then put him down.

Song Ning was so cold that he had no other reaction even to such movement. He was put into the car and shivered before Lance temporarily wrapped him up with his coat.

Lance calmly packed up his overalls. The mat was waterproof. Lance looked at it and hesitated for a few seconds, then rolled it up and decided to wash it and continue using it.

After all, this thing is used quite frequently.

After quickly packing up, Lance got back into the car, started the car and turned on the heater.

"It's so cold, brother. What's going on? Did the temperature drop suddenly?"

Song Ning was still trying hard to wipe it, as the things inside were not easy to get rid of.

He shivered and wondered.

“It’s still September.”

"come over."

Lance waved at him, and Song Ning climbed over from the back seat.

Extending his hand, Lance let him lie on his lap and took over the cleaning work in his hands.

Compared to Song Ning's unexperience, he was obviously familiar with this job.

"Well, the weather is abnormal. We should be in a relatively good condition."

After carefully cleaning it inside and out, Lance took his hand back, zipped up Song Ning, buttoned it up, and tucked him into his arms to keep him warm.

"Brother, you are so warm."

Song Ning was still a little shy, but as soon as she touched this warm embrace, she immediately threw away all the unnecessary things.

He rubbed Lance's strong, hot chest, driving away most of the coldness before sighing.

"We're all freezing here, what about the others?"

"It's not easy, but human beings are always so tenacious in their ability to survive."

Lance commented objectively.

As a system, he has seen many worlds, but in almost every world, humans can survive no matter what difficulties they encounter.

The human body is so fragile, but their will can always bloom into hope in the midst of despair.

Lance once thought about whether the human body limited them, and if humans could get rid of this fragile body, would they be able to become stronger and more full of vitality.

But sometimes he would wonder, perhaps it was because the human body was too fragile, and their weakness in this aspect made them tough.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Song Ning poked his chest and Lance said casually.

"I'm thinking about humans, and your body is fragile."

With a bang, Song Ning's face turned red with fever.

Lance was puzzled, had he said anything that made this human blush?

Song Ning hesitated for a while, then bit Lance's soft chest muscles after they relaxed.

"Is it my fault for being vulnerable? It's because someone fought with me outside the car for three rounds because I couldn't sleep."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance down, feeling a little aggrieved.

"And I'm not that weak, am I? I was able to eat this the first time, so I think my body is pretty strong."

He is not some battle-hardened guy. He was able to eat it the first time. Isn't his body strong enough?

Having said that, Song Ning thought about it for a second and felt a little confused.

"Brother, I didn't seem to get hurt when we had our first time, right?"

Is this all this human being has on his mind?

Lance had an expressionless look of shock. He was afraid that if he really let the issue slip, the human would not dare to continue saying such obscene words.

But injured?

"I almost exploded the first time, how could you still get hurt?"

Song Ning looked at him in surprise.

"Is that right?"

Lance looked down at this human who had disowned him after using him, and his eyebrows raised two millimeters in dissatisfaction.

"What else? I remember licking you just in case you weren't relaxed enough."

Song Ning hurriedly covered Lance's mouth. As soon as he moved, the empty feeling down there suddenly became more obvious.

He was a little exasperated, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Can these things be said so casually?

Lance expressed his confusion with a questioning look.

Wasn't this what Song Ning himself brought up? He was just stating a few facts.

"Forget it, bro. I'm so tired. I want to sleep."

Song Ning let go of his hands and snuggled into Lance's arms. He had a slender and well-proportioned figure, while Lance's frame was a whole circle bigger than his, so it didn't look out of place for him to snuggle into Lance's arms. Instead, it seemed like they were born to be a perfect match.

Song Ning used his hands to gather Lance's coat, closed his eyes, and leaned back into Lance's shoulder.

"I'm so tired, bro. It's so cold. Even with the heater on, it's still a little cold. Bro, if you want to hurry, just drive. I don't want to move. I'm afraid of the cold...zzZZ"

[Warm reminder: This is a world of apocalyptic disasters. It is wrong in reality. Don’t learn it! Don’t learn it! Don’t learn it!]

Fell asleep.

Lance looked down for a long time without being too surprised, then carefully found a pair of sunglasses for Song Ning to put on.

It had started snowing outside, with strong winds blowing with snowflakes. Lance started the car and continued heading towards the southernmost end.

Humans would feel cold at this temperature, so let’s just keep going.

Otherwise, if we wait another two months, humans probably won’t be able to leave his arms.

Lance didn't hate that kind of scene, but he was worried that it would make humans unhealthy.

How to raise humans perfectly is a difficult course for him.

The temperature dropped sharply, and the Morning Light Base, one of the four major bases in the south, lit up one by one in the night.

Countless survivors were awakened by the sudden drop in temperature, and the person in charge of the base quickly assembled a group of people to wake up the survivors who had not woken up.

If those people can't wake up due to such a sudden drop in temperature, they may never wake up after tonight.

Jiang Cheng and his group were also awakened by the cold, and he immediately woke up his cousin.

"Something's wrong. It seems to be cooling down. Turn up the fire."

Green Hair shivered and crawled out of the cold bed. He crawled to find an iron basin, and together with others, he chopped up the original mahogany sofa in the room and made a fire.

From time to time, flames would appear from the palms of his hands, and he would feel better after waving them around his body.

"Cousin, what's going on?"

"Yes, Brother Cheng, what's going on?"

Several people followed Jiang Cheng and asked questions. Jiang Cheng turned over a piece of clothing and stood at the window, looking at the snowflakes falling outside. A gleam of light flashed behind his glasses.

“It’s unclear, but this may be an opportunity.”

First the zombies and then the weather changes?

How can ordinary humans survive such a series of disasters? Only those who have mastered special abilities can carve out a new path in such a world.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head slightly, and a blurry thing appeared in the palm of his hand, then quickly disappeared.