Chapter 5

It's tomato and egg stir-fry because Jiang Chen's cooking skills are just so-so, and this is the only dish he can make every day.

With money, maybe he should hire a nanny?

But then Jiang Chen shook his head secretly. The secrets he carried were too shocking to the secular world; it would be inconvenient to have a nanny take care of him.

He should find a girlfriend instead.

Thinking of the several kilograms of gold bars casually discarded in the living room, a hint of a proud smile flashed across Jiang Chen's face.

Sun Jiao, filled with doubts, stiffly sliced the tomatoes, her eyes fixed on the red juice that emitted an enticing aroma. She had lost count of how many times she had swallowed her saliva.

Since Jiang Chen said he would tell her at the dinner table, there was no need to rush. Sun Jiao silently sliced the tomatoes and couldn't help but steal another glance at Jiang Chen, who was stirring the eggs. That faint, seemingly "happy" smile made her heart flutter for some reason.

"Be gentler... You're going to chop the cutting board to pieces..."

"Ah, oh." Jiang Chen's voice startled Sun Jiao, who quickly averted her gaze. Realizing her abnormal behavior, a sense of anger and shame rose in her heart. However, behind this anger and shame, there was a hint of happiness.

Happiness? What a distant word...

It seemed to date back to the time she lived in the shelter.

Sun Jiao vaguely remembered that when she was very young, the shelter's door had not yet been unlocked. Thinking about it now, it was like heaven.

There was no crime, no class, and the order was regulated by the mainframe. Everyone completed their assigned tasks and enjoyed reasonable resources. Without conflicts of interest, everyone was kind and happy. Although people occasionally missed the distant blue sky, no one doubted their own happiness.

Yes, compared to the cruel wasteland, Shelter 071 was like heaven.

At that time, her parents were still alive, and she had a very cute younger sister, only one year younger than her. When the shelter reached its opening deadline, they witnessed the first ray of sunlight piercing through the cold steel door.

Then they were separated.

Later, she learned that many mercenary groups specifically targeted shelters with simple defense systems that had just been opened. They exploited the remaining conscience of the people who had just left the shelters, plundering their survival resources and abducting people... It was during that chaos that she lost her family.

From then on, she abandoned all the kindness that remained in her heart and became a qualified "wasteland survivor."

But for some reason, that frozen heart began to thaw slightly.

Home...?

In a daze, Sun Jiao actually had such an illusion. Realizing her thoughts, she felt her face inexplicably flush.

These two days have probably been the most emotionally rich days in the past few years... Sun Jiao bitterly smiled, shook her head, and placed the tomatoes she had cut according to Jiang Chen's requirements into a bowl.

To suppress the restless emotions, a deep breath would suffice, but the touching feeling that touched the soft spot in her heart could not be buried no matter what...

Perhaps Sun Jiao herself didn't realize that the man standing next to her, beating the eggs, had already begun to hold a special place in her heart.

Looking at Sun Jiao devouring the food, a smile involuntarily appeared on Jiang Chen's face. It was the first time he had seen someone eat tomato and egg stir-fry so creatively.

"I know you have a lot of questions, like why I have so much food." Jiang Chen put down his chopsticks and looked at Sun Jiao calmly.

"...I don't know how to describe this feeling," Sun Jiao gradually stopped eating, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Jiang Chen with a dazed expression, "You give me a feeling... as if you walked out of a fairy tale."

"Ha, a fairy tale?" Jiang Chen was taken aback.

"Books about the pre-war era, in the shelter, we called them fairy tales." Sun Jiao sighed and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Everyone lived happily, had families, friends, and even lovers... But it all seems like a fairy tale, right? After all, the first time I touched sunlight was when I was seven."

Jiang Chen was speechless, just walked to the fridge, took out a few cans of beer, and turned to Sun Jiao with a comforting smile.

"In our place, when we feel tired, we have a drink."

Sun Jiao grabbed the beer, tilted her head, and took a big gulp, her throat making a satisfied sound.

"Burp... This stuff doesn't taste as good as cola."

"But it can help you vent, overall, it's a good thing." Jiang Chen also took a big gulp of beer.

How long had he been drinking alone? It seemed to have been since graduation. Coming to a strange city, entering a strange company, enduring the pressure of work and life... until now, being fired.

He had dreamed countless times in the ivory tower, only to be ruthlessly shattered by reality.

To be honest, when he received the dismissal notice, he was really upset.

At least in this apocalypse, someone could drink with him, and she was a beauty... This apocalypse wasn't too bad.

The two of them drank can after can, using the unique numbing effect of alcohol to temporarily release the fatigue accumulated in their hearts.

"Burp... I can't... Why can't I open the EP, EP?"

"That's not EP, it's my shoe, idiot." Jiang Chen roared, snatched the empty bowl from Sun Jiao's hand, and stomped on it.

"Trying to take things from me, you're asking for it... Burp... Hehe?" Sun Jiao laughed drunkenly, tilting her head to look at Jiang Chen.

That bone-chilling gaze sobered Jiang Chen for a moment, but it was just a moment. Alcohol emboldens the timid, and Jiang Chen threw the can behind him, staggered to his feet.

"Damn, you old hag, what did I do wrong... Hehe, when I have money, I'll tie you up and... Hehe... Burp." Because he was stepping on a bowl, Jiang Chen clumsily fell to the ground.

Alcohol stripped away the pretense of civilization. Jiang Chen didn't want to think about anything, just wanted to vent his depression and negative emotions in a simple and crazy way.

That woman, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, the image of that cold, frosty face appeared in his mind again.

Clang.

The can fell to the ground.

"Who are you cursing? Burp..." Sun Jiao crawled under the table, climbed on top of Jiang Chen, and laughed drunkenly, her alluring lips exhaling hot alcohol fumes.

But the person in front of her was Sun Jiao.

That terrifying 44 strength value could easily overpower Jiang Chen.

"Get down, I want to be on top." Jiang Chen mumbled, pushing the unyielding Sun Jiao, but ended up flipping over and lying on the ground himself.

"Hehe? Burp..." Sun Jiao lost her balance and almost fell. Annoyed, Miss Sun Jiao grinned, grabbed Jiang Chen's collar, and used her three times normal strength to flip him over.

"I want to be on top." Sun Jiao squinted her drunken eyes, gazed at Jiang Chen's wild eyes, and suddenly kissed him fiercely.

"Ugh! Damn, you bit my teeth..." Jiang Chen mumbled, but then stopped struggling and wrapped his arms around Sun Jiao's waist.

The large, soft mounds pressed against Jiang Chen's chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He tried to push them away but couldn't move at all. The soft shape changed enticingly with his movements.

"Ah..." The warm alcohol fumes exhaled on Jiang Chen's face destroyed his last bit of reason.

Both were drunk.

It must be said, alcohol is a catalyst for emotions.

Sun Jiao hungrily sucked on Jiang Chen's lower lip, her 36D chest rubbing against his chest. Fine sweat covered her white neck, and saliva formed a silver thread between their lips. Her smooth, small tongue boldly pried open Jiang Chen's teeth, entwining and ravaging...

Gradually, the cumbersome and obstructive clothes were torn off and thrown aside. The warmth of skin-to-skin contact made Jiang Chen let out a low growl in comfort. Perhaps driven by male instinct, he wanted to pin the beauty on top of him to the ground, but Sun Jiao, with her higher strength value, firmly pressed his shoulders, preventing him from doing so.

Her eyes narrowed, Sun Jiao violently unbuckled Jiang Chen's belt. Straddling Jiang Chen's waist, her lips still carried a trace of his saliva. Her rosy tongue lightly licked her dry, red lips, and she fumbled to unbutton her denim skirt...

"Ugh..." A slight pain and burning sensation made Sun Jiao frown and let out a low moan.

The comfort from below made Jiang Chen unable to control the raging fire within him. At the same time, the pressure on his shoulders mysteriously lessened.

Alcohol is wonderful; it makes the sober let go of their rationality, casting aside all consequences to pursue the most primitive and beautiful pleasure.

With a low growl of breaking free from the restraints, Jiang Chen pounced on the now unresisting Sun Jiao, supporting her slender, muscular legs, maintaining the twisted position, and then...

(The following is omitted, please use your imagination to fill in the blanks!)

Looking back on that madness, Jiang Chen had few memories, only vaguely remembering that the battlefield moved from under the dining table to beside the fridge, from the kitchen to the living room, and then along the corridor to the bedroom.

On the sofa, by the stair railing, in front of the window, on the carpet...

Everywhere were the marks of their battle.

Jiang Chen didn't know why his fighting power was so strong, and this was his first time. The faint red marks on his erect member showed that Sun Jiao was also a first-timer.

When a low growl and a soft moan accompanied the release of the burning heat, the villa returned to its usual tranquility.

"...Sorry." To be honest, Jiang Chen had been sober for a while and noticed that Sun Jiao was also sober. But seeing that Sun Jiao didn't want to end the pleasure, he didn't stop either.

"Is this how you take responsibility?" For some reason, Sun Jiao didn't feel angry, but rather a sense of relief from unloading her burden.

It's like finding a support? Although this man doesn't seem very reliable.

"I'll take responsibility." Jiang Chen's face turned red, and he said stiffly.

"Ha," Sun Jiao smiled seductively, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued lying in Jiang Chen's arms, using her fingertips to draw irregular circles on his chest, "Although you're a man, you're sometimes very cute."

Not repulsed, that must mean she likes it. If she were repulsed, this man would have been dead the moment she sobered up. Sun Jiao's thinking was simple; after years in the apocalypse, she followed her desires like a true wasteland survivor. Although this type of desire was new...

"Ahem!" Jiang Chen almost choked on Sun Jiao's words. He was about to retort, but his gaze was captured by her impressive chest. After a while, he noticed Sun Jiao's teasing smile and awkwardly looked away.

"Do you think my chest is beautiful?" It was unimaginable that a woman could be so shameless and lacking in decorum. But thinking about Sun Jiao's lack of modesty, Jiang Chen was relieved.

"Beautiful." Jiang Chen swallowed and answered honestly.

"You took me." Sun Jiao now resembled a satisfied cat, toying with the remaining mouse, teasing Jiang Chen with a teasing smile.

"Yes." Jiang Chen swallowed and said firmly.

"Are all men so boring after taking a woman?" Sun Jiao raised her head, resting on her forearm, her posture incredibly alluring. It was hard to imagine that such a wild and domineering woman could also be so feminine.

Or perhaps it was precisely this contrast between wildness and femininity, the unconscious display of laziness, that made her even more charming.

"..." Jiang Chen felt like he was being completely dominated by this woman, a sense of helplessness rising in his heart.

Well, I'm not her match in strength... Jiang Chen consoled himself. After all, he came from a civilized society, while here... although the technology was advanced, it was undoubtedly a barbaric world.

"Do you not say things like taking me home or protecting me for life? Isn't that how it's written in those old books that reminisce about the past?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Jiang Chen sighed and said sincerely, "I can't make such a promise. In fact, it would be more practical for you to protect me. But I can promise to support you for life, if you're willing to be my woman."

"..." Sun Jiao stared at Jiang Chen's sincere face, her eyes becoming misty for some reason.

How long... wandering in this city filled with monsters and zombies, with no one to rely on.

Wandering, surviving, and then dying, whether at the hands of monsters or humans, death was the ultimate fate of wanderers like her.

But now, someone was willing to be her support...

"Ha, I'm not that easy to support." A thousand words turned into a light laugh and a joke. Sun Jiao was uncertain about this future, as she still had a long-sought goal.

"I can support you."

"..." Sun Jiao's face flashed with a hint of panic.

"I'm not afraid."

"I... I still have things I must do." Sun Jiao's voice trembled slightly, Jiang Chen's relentless pressure putting her at a disadvantage.

"I'll help you."

"..." A brief silence hung between them, only the faint sound of their breathing remained.

Jiang Chen felt his throat dry. He had developed a strange affection for this woman. Although his rationality told him that leaving too many ties in this world was unwise, his ultimate goal was to return with this endless wealth and become a rich man...

But... to hell with rationality!

Jiang Chen had no regrets, waiting quietly for Sun Jiao's answer.

"..." Sun Jiao suddenly smiled, her seductive expression making Jiang Chen momentarily lost in admiration.

Seeing Jiang Chen's inaction, Sun Jiao couldn't help but laugh in annoyance, but then, as if giving up on expectations, she pressed her red lips to Jiang Chen's earlobe.

"Feed me." The warm breath once again scattered Jiang Chen's rationality.

With a joyful and relieved low growl, a charming moan, a new battle began...

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