I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Oh my, Xian'er, what are you doing here? Everyone's been looking for you... Ah! What happened to you!"

Yan Ziming walked towards Liu Mengxian with a mixture of surprise and heartache. Her clothes were soaked through, and she looked extremely disheveled.

But Liu Mengxian had no time to pay attention to any of this.

The body had transcended consciousness, turning and leaping towards the direction from which the sound came—

The moment she was caught, her world lit up.

It was the most dazzling fireworks.

19. Something's not right, nothing's right.

"Xian'er looks...it's really strange!"

Listening to the suggestive sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Yan Ziming lay on the sofa, her mind in turmoil. Her jade-like feet, encased in black stockings, swayed back and forth, and the curled toes beneath were vaguely visible, indicating her uneasy state of mind.

Originally, I thought that since it's the New Year and we're all family, how could we leave out Liu Mengxian?

So she returned to the Mu family compound and found that Liu Mengxian was already gone. Helpless, she had no choice but to ask Ye Qianxue to sell her body to comfort Mu Mu (?) while she went to find Liu Mengxian.

She went home once, but no one was home. After searching outside for a long time, she had no choice but to go home again to try her luck.

And she actually ran into it.

When they met, the fairy who was once as unattainable as a flower on a high mountain was soaked through, her beautiful hair was matted together, and she was panting and flustered, which was heartbreaking.

Then this high-mountain flower, soaked to the bone, took the initiative to pose as if it were ready to be picked, and threw itself into her arms.

"Could I... be yours too?"

Recalling the words Liu Mengxian said when she jumped into her arms, Yan Ziming's face quickly heated up, steam rising from it.

Isn't this just like confessing your love?!

Although she didn't hear the two most crucial words clearly.

Or rather, her memory was fragmented; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall those two crucial words. It was like a death trap question she had to fill in—a blank.

However, even she knew that in that ambiguous atmosphere, Liu Mengxian's actions undoubtedly expressed her affection for her.

Looking back now, based on her understanding of Liu Mengxian, she knew that the other party would never do something so indecent.

If someone throws themselves at her the moment they meet, the chances of the world ending are higher than that!

No, it's twice as high, no, it's three times, four times!

Therefore, Liu Mengxian's performance today was truly unprecedented.

Just like a young girl who, upon seeing her beloved, can't wait to be intimate with him...

So, is what I ultimately thought?

However, no matter how much Yan Ziming thought about it, she couldn't change the outcome.

Because she didn't care whether she heard clearly or not, she just answered, "Okay."

"Okay... what exactly is okay?! What did I promise Xian'er?!"

"Pfft... What should I do? Xian'er is about to come out—how am I supposed to face her?"

The sound of water running in the bathroom could no longer be heard. Yan Ziming rolled around on the sofa in a panic, not knowing what to do.

boom!

In her panic, Yan Ziming lost her balance and rolled to the ground.

Deng Deng Deng

"Woo..."

Opening his eyes, Yan Ziming was met with the shadow under the table, and he held his breath.

Because under the table, on the opposite side, there appeared a pair of small, exquisite bare feet, as white as jade, with pearl-like toes that were even, neat, slender and beautiful, without a single flaw, and a few drops of water adorned them, shimmering with a luminous glow.

"Xian, Xian'er!"

Yan Ziming hurriedly scrambled to his feet, but when he saw the scene before him, he suddenly felt that he might as well have stayed on the ground.

Liu Mengxian in front of me was not wearing any clothes, only a snow-white bath towel covering her body. Her long hair, slightly damp and carrying moisture, clung to her body, creating a beautiful scene of a woman emerging from a bath.

But this only added fuel to Yan Ziming's burning rationality, making it burn even brighter.

"Xian'er, why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"

Yan Ziming covered his own vision, but his eyes still caught a glimpse of Liu Mengxian's alluring demeanor through the gaps between his fingers.

#口肖体正#

"You haven't given me any new clothes..."

For some reason, a few blushes appeared on Liu Mengxian's fair and delicate face, making her look as beautiful as if she were drunk. She swayed her body, exuding the beauty of a lotus emerging from the water.

"Oh...oh oh oh! Got it. Stay here and don't move. I'll go get you some clothes."

Yan Ziming hurriedly ran into the room.

Open the door, close the door, lock it tightly, and then lean against the door.

"Ugh... What's wrong with me? My heart is trembling..."

After the meeting, she felt a lingering sense of relief, as if she had survived a disaster, making her heart race and making her think she had developed a heart condition.

If we continue along the same path, something really bad is bound to happen, right?

"Huh...huh..."

Yan Ziming took a while to catch her breath, and only after she felt she had calmed down did she begin to rummage through drawers and cabinets to find new clothes for Liu Mengxian.

She chose an outfit that would accentuate Liu Mengxian's feminine beauty and went outside.

"Xian'er, I've got your clothes ready... uh."

Once outside, Yan Ziming discovered that Liu Mengxian had put back on the soaking wet cheongsam she had taken off earlier.

"Xian'er!" Yan Ziming stomped his foot angrily, "This is all wet, why are you still wearing it! Take it off right now!"

"......"

When she got closer, she realized that the cheongsam had been dried, and the method used to do so was self-evident.

Well, since it's already dried, then there's nothing...

"Waaaaahh ...

Coming to his senses, Liu Mengxian began to take off her cheongsam right under his nose, exposing her delicate, shapely shoulders and a small part of her smooth, jade-like back to Yan Ziming's eyes.

Liu Mengxian looked at her with a hint of annoyance, her cheeks puffed out slightly. "Didn't you tell me to take it off?"

"I did tell you to take it off... but there was absolutely no need! Since it's dried, just wear it like this! Xian'er, you, you—Xian'er, you bastard!"

"......"

It is said that women are unreasonable when they are willful, and Yan Ziming acted like such a little woman today.

There was no other way; if he didn't do it this way, Yan Ziming wouldn't know how to continue the conversation.

Moreover, wasn't Xian'er's answer a little off?

After a while, both of them seemed to have calmed down and sat down on the same sofa at the same time, leaning against each other's soft bodies and sitting upright.

"Xian'er, what happened?"

"Kind of."

Liu Mengxian didn't seem inclined to elaborate, but Yan Ziming couldn't help but say, "I have a feeling something's off about you, Xian'er..."

"Did you catch a cold and develop a fever?"

As he spoke, he placed the back of his hand on Liu Mengxian's forehead.

"..."

For a powerful being at the Soul Heaven level to catch a cold and get a fever... Yan Ziming really has no restraint when it comes to talking.

"Xian'er? Say something... Ah!"

Liu Mengxian suddenly shifted her body, lying on her side on Yan Ziming's black-stockinged thighs. She closed her eyes, which were filled with a hint of panic, and exhaled steadily, her breath brushing against Yan Ziming's thighs.

Like a...sleeping baby.

Yan Ziming, mesmerized, straightened the slightly damp long hair that had fallen to her ears, and stroked the hair of the woman beneath him.

After a moment of silence, Yan Ziming tentatively asked:

"Xian'er, what did you say to me at the door earlier...?"

Liu Mengxian's eyes remained closed, but a mocking smile, so familiar to Yan Zimo, appeared on her lips.

"If you didn't hear me clearly, then forget about it."

Anyway, you've already agreed to my terms, so...

20. Congratulations on your fortune! (Red envelope)