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

"..."

24. Mr.

Gradually, it became late evening.

Instruments indicated a powerful presence engaged in combat in an area 100 kilometers outside the Beian military administrative region, but the conflict ended quickly.

When someone went to observe, they saw that the mountains and rivers there were strange and unusual, accompanied by strange crystals, which was extremely unusual.

the other side.

Inside Yan Ziming's home, a dreamlike scene of a sudden storm, with rain pattering on banana leaves, was unfolding.

With the final twitch, Yan Ziming and Liu Mengxian's bodies convulsed simultaneously, their delicate feet tensing up, each toe bent to its limit.

Immediately, the two sticky, delicate bodies that had been pressed tightly together separated, slumped onto the sofa, panting with fragrance.

The intense, intimate moment we just shared is still vivid in my mind.

The setting sun shone through the gaps in the French windows of the balcony.

A pair of black knee-high cotton socks were hanging on the sofa.

Everywhere there were unidentified water stains and clothes soaked by the sudden gust of wind.

The two had never experienced such a profound transformation, forgetting everything, like the clouds parting to reveal the moon. All the obstacles that had stood in their way had vanished in this merging and sublimating process...

Yan Ziming still felt it was somewhat of a dream.

She actually... did this with someone she usually respected, and in such a way... like a teacher instructing a student.

To be honest, it was quite sudden.

Fortunately, Ye Qianxue and Mu Mu did not return halfway, otherwise, if they had run into them, it would have been an incredibly awkward situation that words could not describe.

After a long while, Liu Mengxian finally got up from the sofa, her bare feet making a seductive sound as they stepped on the wet floor.

Seeing this, Yan Ziming instinctively took her hand. "Where are we going?"

Now that the two have confirmed their relationship, they are lovers, and Yan Ziming's actions have become much bolder.

"Go wash up." Liu Mengxian ruffled her long hair, looking at her quietly. "How about... we go together?"

"Hmm..." Yan Ziming spat, his face flushed red, "You learn pretty quickly."

Even though she was completely naked, Liu Mengxian still bowed slightly to her with dignity and elegance, and said, "Not at all, it's all thanks to your excellent teaching, sir."

Upon seeing this scene, Yan Ziming felt his body begin to feel hot again.

However, time no longer allowed them to continue their entanglement.

It was already evening. Ye Qianxue and the others hadn't returned at noon, but they should be back by tonight. She needed to clean up the 'crime scene'.

For example, this sofa, which has been completely soaked by an unknown liquid, needs to be cleaned.

Both of them need some time to calm down.

"Xian'er, you go wash up first."

"Ah."

Liu Mengxian went into the bathroom to wash herself, and Yan Ziming also started to move. As a result, this movement made her blush.

Her previously aroused area was completely overflowing; even the slightest movement was accompanied by a wet, slippery sound...

She quickly grabbed her clothes and wiped herself down, which made her feel a little better. Then she went to her room and changed into a new set of clothes before coming out.

Then, he used lightning to evaporate the unidentified water stains on the floor, sofa, coffee table, and other places. Yan Ziming looked around and felt that the work of 'destroying the evidence' was almost done.

"Hmm, no, the smell in the air..."

Because of their intimate moment, the living room was filled with a sensual fragrance that would make anyone's cheeks flush.

Once Ye Qianxue and Mu Mu, who have had countless pleasurable experiences with her, return, they will surely be able to sense what the scent in the air signifies, and then Yan Ziming will be left speechless.

Yan Ziming opened the doors and windows to ventilate the room, using every means at his disposal, and finally managed to get rid of the smell.

By this time, Liu Mengxian had finished washing up.

"Mo'er, it's your turn."

"Oh."

Yan Ziming quickly went into the bathroom. Not only the living room, but even her body reeked of a strong odor, so she had to wash herself.

Liu Mengxian sat upright on the sofa, drying her still slightly damp long hair with a towel. Her eyelids were half-closed, her long eyelashes trembled, and she had a languid and sleepy look.

Having just experienced the nourishment of love, she seemed to have gained an unconscious, subtle, alluring charm that could captivate all.

Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, she felt that the world was especially quiet at that moment.

It was as if only the two of them remained.

She didn't even notice that she smiled without realizing it.

For the first time, I truly felt my own existence in this world.

Because in this world, she now has someone to entrust her longing to, and someone to whom she can express her love.

"A very unbelievable feeling..."

Liu Mengxian yawned with her eyes closed, her body still feeling limp and weak, making her not want to move at all.

And so, I fell asleep next to the sofa...

Yan Ziming submerged herself in the bathtub water, where the scent of Liu Mengxian seemed to linger, making her feel hazy and intoxicated.

"I really... gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

Halfway through her sentence, Yan Ziming blushed and blew bubbles in the water, recalling the scenes from before, her whole body burning with embarrassment.

I never expected that this usually aloof beauty, when she fully blooms, would be so captivating and alluring, making Yan Ziming's bones melt.

At that time, I was like a wisp of cloud in the blue sky, lost and directionless, forgetting myself to cater to and satisfy that woman.

"She really is a fairy..."

In the dimly lit bathroom, Yan Ziming's indistinct whispers echoed...

When Yan Ziming came out, he found that Liu Mengxian was already asleep. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her beautiful face was smiling gently, as if she was dreaming of something wonderful.

She was sleeping so quietly, looking so frail, a sight Yan Ziming had never seen before.

Although they had lived together for quite some time, Yan Ziming had never seen Liu Mengxian sleeping. She seemed to be awake at all times, and no matter how early Yan Ziming got up, he could always find Liu Mengxian in the living room.

She took a quilt from the room, as if carefully protecting a delicate and beautiful crystal flower, and gently covered Liu Mengxian with it before quietly sitting down beside her.

She couldn't get enough of looking at the person in front of her.

Gradually, Yan Ziming became dissatisfied with just 'looking'. By the time she came to her senses, her hand had already touched the other person's soft lips.

I gently pinched it.

Under this gentle touch, Liu Mengxian slightly opened her eyes and stirred.

"Oops, did I wake you up?"

"fine."

Liu Mengxian lazily got up, exuding a delicate and alluring charm. Like a cat, she gracefully crouched down and crawled in front of Yan Ziming, lowering her slender waist and looking at her with seductive eyes.

Yan Ziming, who had just calmed down, suddenly became thirsty again.

What is she planning to do now?!

With hazy, drunken eyes, Liu Mengxian pressed her cheek close to hers, feeling each other's breath, and softly called out, "Sir."

The title was the same as before, but Yan Ziming felt for some reason that its meaning seemed different this time.

"Uh, Xian'er, you don't need to use that title anymore. The teacher-student role-playing game is over..."

She offered this reminder.

Then, a flash of inspiration brought her back to her senses.

In ancient times, the word "先生" (xiānsheng) didn't seem to refer to "teacher" in the same way.

And... 'husband'.

25. Find another sucker.

The term "先生" (xiānsheng) is undoubtedly used to address men in modern times, but this was not the case in ancient times.

In certain circumstances, it is customary to address women as "Mr.", which can also mean that a woman refers to her partner.

Yes, it refers to someone to whom one has entrusted their entire life.

After figuring out this meaning, Yan Ziming was completely dumbfounded.

Xian'er actually addressed her as "Sir," something Yan Ziming hadn't expected.

Even Ye Qianxue and Mu Mu, with whom she had already established a relationship, addressed each other using their familiar names, but never used such a formal form of address.

A strong sense of novelty is gradually sprouting...