Chapter 410: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (35)
In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Thirty-five)
There are none in the vegetable greenhouse.
There are no fruit greenhouses either.
There was no kitchen in sight, and no one was in the garage repair shop on the first floor.
Song Ning looked around and felt a little confused.
The call didn’t go through. Where did Lance go?
He stood there with a frown on his face, then suddenly turned around and changed into clothes for going out.
After changing, he hurriedly grabbed the machete and food and rushed to the garage on the first floor. He stepped onto the sled with a little discomfort with his long and straight legs and put on glasses to protect against wind and snow.
"Are you going out?"
The garage door was opened, and Lance, who was covered in snow, was a little surprised to see him dressed like this.
His humans rarely travel alone, so what happened today?
"Lance, where have you been?"
Song Ning turned around and saw the person he had been looking for for a long time. He immediately dropped what he was holding and jumped on him, hugging him tightly.
"what happened?"
Lance hugged the person out of habit and shook the thing in his hand.
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to find some novels to read to kill time? I thought you were going to sleep for a long time, so I went out for a while."
He had originally considered exchanging them from the Main God Mall, but unfortunately, the points required for these things in the Main God Mall were extremely high.
After comparing prices and scanning the area nearby, Lance decided to go out there in person.
There was a bookstore half an hour away, so he went there specifically to pick out a few best-selling books and brought them back.
"I thought……"
Song Ning's heart was pounding, but he didn't dare say it out loud - he thought Lance might have suddenly disappeared.
Lance is an alien after all, what if he suddenly decides to go back to where he came from?
Or did he feel that the current situation of humanity was too uncomfortable and decided to leave?
No matter which one it is, Song Ning feels very insecure.
But when he saw the bag in Lance's hand, Song Ning felt a little embarrassed again.
He was thinking too much. How could Lance just abandon him?
Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile that Lance was most familiar with appeared on his face again.
"So that's how it is. Thank you."
A sweet and soft kiss fell on his lips, but Lance was not as happy as usual.
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes as he watched his human not rush to pick up the novel to read. Instead, he circled around him for a long time, holding his hand and taking the initiative to cut fruit for him. After all the trouble, he would lean in his arms before he was willing to open the novel.
This isn't right, Lance thought.
Shouldn't his humans, after seeing the novel he brought back, happily take the novel and read it with great joy?
As for the rest, he should take the initiative.
He would select and cut up the most suitable fruits, prepare snacks suitable for reading novels, and his human's favorite drinks.
He would take these to the fascinated humans and feed them to them with his own hands.
His human would smile and look up with a sweet smile when being fed, and then take the initiative to kiss him.
He would repeat this action many times. When his human got tired of reading, he would automatically wrap the human in his arms for him to lean on. When the human was completely exhausted, he would take his human away from the snacks and novels and bring him back to the room to sleep together.
They will have a sweet dream.
Rather than like now.
Lance looked down at the human in his arms with his eyes lowered, and was very sure of one thing.
His human's reaction was very strange today. There must be something he overlooked.
He would never allow such a situation. He had clearly figured out how to raise his humans.
He needs to observe and calculate. There must be some reason he doesn't know.
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"Brother Mingjian, that person went out today."
"Hmm? Don't they go out every day? Is there anything different today?"
"Yes, that person went out alone at noon today and went to a bookstore over there."
"He went out alone?"
Zhu Mingjian temporarily put down the document that was giving him a headache and became interested.
"What did he go there for? Did he take the book?"
"Yes, he took several best-selling books. Our people saw him take them back to Mr. Song."
"Oh~ I guess Song Ning wants to read novels to kill time. We overlooked this and didn't even think of this."
"Should we make some arrangements? Teacher Aiguo provided a lot of treasures before, and they are all in our library."
"Well, that's not necessary."
Zhu Mingjian thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Maybe this is just their hobby. If we send the new one over now, it won't seem like we don't know how to look at others' faces, right?"
Lance had just gone out to find some books for Song Ning to make his partner happy, and they sent him new ones right after. Isn't this a slap in the face for Lance's efforts?
No need.
"That……"
"Tell them at the bookstore not to touch those novels that are just for killing time. Just try to get some educational books."
Zhu Mingjian made a decision quickly.
"Okay, I understand, Brother Mingjian."
After the person left, Zhu Mingjian lay back and let out a long sigh.
"These two guys are living a happy life, but we, a bunch of rough guys, are the ones who are having a headache."
He also wants to find someone to fall in love with, but he is old now and doesn't know how to fall in love.
"Look at Lance, who seems to be incapable of dating, but he knows how to go out and find a novel that his partner likes to read. I definitely can't think of that."
Zhu Mingjian laughed at himself, and then tried to laugh despite the misery.
"Forget it, forget it. We can't talk about dating anymore, but we can still make life better for the people in our base."
"No, it's too cheap for these people to just exchange for supplies. We need to get some technical talents in, or a few teachers. Otherwise, these little bastards in the base have nothing to do every day and are annoying."
He thought about picking up a pencil and starting to write and draw on paper.
When I get tired of writing, I stop for a while and drink a cup of hot water. There is an electric heater in the room that is emitting heat.
"Anyway, this day is still a little hopeful. I just hope there won't be any more scams."
At this time and place, not far from the Hope Base, several strange figures were gradually approaching.
The moonlight reflected on the snow, and a ghostly figure gradually emerged under the moonlight.
It was a figure covered in black mist, with only two completely different eyeballs, one black and one red, showing through, looking particularly creepy in the night.