Chapter 398: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (23)

Chapter 398: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (23)

In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Twenty-three)

Lance was very confused.

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Ning was even more confused than him.

"Shouldn't I be afraid?"

If the world becomes like that by then, won’t human beings live in dire straits?

Even though he has superpowers, he probably won't be able to defeat someone with those mutated superpowers.

After peeking into Song Ning's thoughts, Lance felt a little annoyed.

Did his humans really not trust the contract between them?

As long as he is there, nothing can happen to his humans.

He will take good care of his human and make sure he lives a good and comfortable life.

His human just needs to be more self-motivated and make up for the missed lessons, and it would be best if he doesn't always think about skipping classes.

Lance thought he had been doing a good job.

But he didn't expect that after the danger occurred, the first thing his humans felt was fear?

Lance walked in front of Song Ning, suppressing his inner displeasure, his tone a little colder.

"Why are you scared? Do you think I'm not good enough to protect your safety?"

Or did his humans simply not trust him?

"what?"

Song Ning was shocked by Lance's tone. It seemed that he had never seen Lance like this before.

But he quickly reacted and rubbed Lance's chin in a flattering manner.

"No, I don't disbelieve you, brother."

Is Lance angry because he feels that he doesn't trust him to protect himself?

so cute!

Song Ning suppressed the inexplicable joy in her heart, and acted coquettishly with the man to comfort him. After she could see that Lance's face looked much better, she explained her thoughts.

"I just think that if we are all still human, even if there are people with special abilities, at least we are all working towards the same direction, right?"

"Just like Zhu Mingjian and his men."

“Not necessarily, but it’s also very likely.”

Lance's tone was objective.

"Well, it's not certain, but I think it's more likely. After all, we are all human in the end."

Song Ning turned around, grabbed Lance's arm and placed it on his lower abdomen, leaning against Lance peacefully, absorbing the sense of security from this man.

"But if so many people were really deceived by the Morning Light Base, especially those originally good psychics who became enemies of humans because of this, then wouldn't our position, which was already difficult, be even worse now?"

Just thinking about it made him feel that this matter was still worth scaring.

"Brother, I know you don't like dealing with people, but if we still want to live a peaceful life, it would be more comfortable if there are more good people than bad people, right?"

Lance frowned.

“For me it doesn’t really make much difference.”

Song Ning turned around and kissed his thin lips.

"You can't say this outside."

Song Ning sighed quietly in his heart. See, he said that Lance was treating him better and better.

So good that he even forgot to pretend and hide the fact that Lance was not a human.

But it doesn't matter.

Song Ning thought quietly.

He will pretend that he doesn't know this secret for the rest of his life.

However, Song Ning still wanted to try to persuade Lance.

He thought about it, and suddenly his face turned yellow and he whispered to Lance.

"Brother, you don't want to think that when I'm looking for you for tutoring, suddenly some bad guy with special abilities comes in and sees me naked, right? They are not as polite as good people who would knock on the door to come in. What if there is a pervert with special abilities that makes it convenient for them to peek?"

Lance's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was as cold as the dead of winter.

"Then let them die."

"Yeah, brother, you also think they are bad, right?"

Song Ning quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed Lance several times until his face looked better, then he whispered.

"So I say, how about we talk about the disadvantages of the crystal core? At least we shouldn't cause ourselves so much trouble, what do you think?"

Lance thought about it seriously for a while this time.

Although he could see that this human had selfish motives, what his human said was indeed a possibility.

If the situation really came to that, even if he could kill all such mutated humans, this would indeed greatly reduce the make-up time for him and his humans.

Absolutely not.

Lance made his judgment immediately.

His human already loves to skip classes, and it is even more rare for him to take the initiative to make up for it.

If his welfare is drastically reduced due to these external factors, then what is the point of his life?

Lance, who had tasted the sweetness of the food, finally agreed with Song Ning's statement and lowered his head to ask his human.

"What do you think?"

Song Ning chuckled and shook his head honestly.

"I don't have any good ideas."

Lance suddenly wanted to reach out and pinch the human's face to see if this person was too shameless.

He did get his hands on it and pinched it. It was very tender and smooth.

Lance looked at her twice, then bent down and kissed her twice more.

"elder brother?"

Song Ning covered his face, not understanding what was going on, but still stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss her.

After pinching the man's slender waist and kissing him for a few minutes, Lance calmed down his breathing.

"I understand. I'll talk to Zhu Mingjian. You can go play with the radio."

Song Ning was released and taken to the sofa along with the radio. Lance changed his clothes and was about to go downstairs, but turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Soon he brought a plate of roasted melon seeds and placed it in front of Song Ning, along with a glass of lemonade.

"Take your time and have a rest when you are tired. I am going to go out for a while."

Song Ning looked at these two things and suddenly realized that Lance actually doted on him.

He smiled sweetly and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, brother, you should be careful on the road too."

"Well, I'll make dinner when I get back. Let's think about what we want to eat tonight."

After saying that, Lance went downstairs and drove the sled towards Zhu Mingjian's small base.

"You said that man was coming towards us?"

Zhu Mingjian had just finished a busy period when he was immediately awakened by the news brought by the patrol team.

He sat up straight quickly, "Then who is next to him? Did you bring him?"

"I didn't see that one, but our people said they saw them building two snowmen in the shed behind the little house this morning."

The person reporting this had a faint smile in his eyes.

Snowman, knowing that there are still people who live so childlikely, allows them to taste a little sweetness from their past lives.

"He also helped build a snowman?"

Zhu Mingjian opened his mouth slightly. Is that person so childish?

"He wasn't accompanying me. He didn't let the guy do it. He just did it himself for the guy to see."

The visitor corrected Zhu Mingjian's words.

Zhu Mingjian: …

Okay, okay, I get it, stop showing off. It’s the end of the world, why on earth can he still eat dog food?

"So where is he now?"

"arrive……"

"At your door."

Lance pushed open the door, and two patrol team members behind him chased in with a look on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.