Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 235 - 234 Dont Sleep Get Up and Party (3)
Chapter 235: Chapter 234: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (3)
Chapter 235: Chapter 234: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (3)
Su Shu’s face was flushed as she let him in, closed the door behind her, and went back to the bed to pick up a mirror, using it to pluck miscellaneous weeds off herself.
Just moments ago in the space, she had fought another battle with that disrespectful wretch of a snake, focusing on fighting rather than eating. Instead of chick-raising, she had shifted to chasing around the chicks for fun, causing a whole lot of chickens, ducks, and geese to be so frightened they stopped laying eggs.
Really not enough chili water soaked!
After she tidied up and put down the mirror, she noticed Tang Zelin holding a covered food container in his hand.
“What have you got there?”
Tang Zelin placed the item on the countertop and smiled, “Good stuff, for you and Xiao’ai to eat, swindled from the group next door.”
“Something to eat?”
“Quite sharp, smelled it, did you?”
Su Shu nodded her head.
Tang Zelin stared at her for a while, then walked over to her, leaning down and brushing her cheek, “You missed a spot here.”
“Huh? Let me see.” Su Shu pretended to turn around to grab the mirror to check.
“I’ll help you.”
The man bent down, his thumb brushing over the girl’s tender cheek, and Su Shu stared blankly at the man’s face so close to hers.
Not having seen him for several days, his scent was even more heart-pounding.
His thin lips, bearing an ambiguous smile, were right in front of her eyes, before her eyes…
His hawk-like eyes briefly swept over the momentary daze in the girl’s eyes, the corners of his lips slightly curling, a faint glimmer of light flashing fleetingly in the depths of his profound eyes.
His fingertips inadvertently moved from the girl’s cheek to her delicate lips.
His voice was husky: “And here too.”
“Where?” The girl raised her hand to wipe it.
This taste, no matter how many times, he was reluctant to let it go.
There seemed to be a spell on Su Shu’s lips that he was addicted to.
Only through personal touch did he feel that the constantly thumping heart inside his chest seemed to find a peaceful resting place.
By her side, he was always unable to comprehend the sense of stability that came from deep within his soul.
The more they were together, the greedier he became.
The greedier he became, the itchier his hands felt.
This fragile, boneless body of hers brought to him an attraction he had never experienced before.
The strong feeling of wanting to shorten, shorten, and then further shorten the distance between them every time they met, had transcended the rationality Tang Zelin had maintained for years.
When he missed her, he never restrained himself from finding her.
When he wanted to kiss her, he also never restrained his attachment.
But, merely this was no longer satisfying for him.
What he wanted was growing, ever more. What should he do?
The longing ached all over his body…
Damn it!
When exactly will the marriage approval come through!
To forcibly push a girl he wanted to devour from his arms, what kind of sentiment was that?
It was damn messed up sentiment!
He didn’t want just soup…
A chicken leg appeared in front of Tang Zelin, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Su Shu: “Want some meat? Here you go!”
Tang Zelin: “…”
Su Shu: “…”
I don’t want a chicken leg, what I want is you!
*
Five days later, Tang Zelin finally found time to inquire about his marriage report.
Full of anticipation he went, and returned with a face full of gloom.
Lately, the warriors of the 208th group had been complaining incessantly.
The group captain, gone crazy, was drilling them ruthlessly.
Well… though everyone’s abilities had significantly improved, but… but…
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Wah wah wah… Mommy… we can’t drink chicken soup anymore.
Qu Guo’an not feeling at ease, caught him one day: “What’s the matter with you?”
Tang Zelin sat on a stepladder, playing with a foxtail grass in his hand, his gaze drifting far away.
“Old Qu, someone is trying to steal my bride.”
What?!
