100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1197 Twelve Hours

As soon as he finished speaking, the people on the field instantly took on a more meaningful look in their eyes and smiles.

We're all adults; how could we not understand what the other person meant?

Moreover, men aren't the only ones with such thoughts.

The post-apocalyptic world is very different from the pre-apocalyptic world. The order has collapsed. Let alone having three or four wives and concubines, even if you keep ten or eight, as long as you can afford it, no one will say a word against you.

Especially high-level superhumans.

Many people want to curry favor with him.

"Follow the procedure to pay the required amount of supplies, then go to the employment center to choose a suitable job. If you are a superhuman, you can go to the mission hall to pick up a mission. I don't keep inexperienced newbies around me."

After the man finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deep silence for a few seconds...

The last time I met such an unromantic man was the last time.

The burly man was about to sit down when he heard Zhou Yatang say that. He was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He didn't know whether to sit or not.

Finally, although his bottom hit the chair, he became much more obedient. When someone toasted him, he just smiled awkwardly.

Since Zhou Yatang's approach didn't work, those who wanted to send women later wouldn't be foolish enough to keep running into steel bars. His smiling face instantly turned to the others.

For example, Ming Jiaye, Shi Qingsong, and so on...

"Sorry, no need."

Ming Jia Ye has always appeared gentle. Before the apocalypse, he might have been more tactful in his dealings with people, but after the apocalypse, where the strong are respected, those intricate social interactions seem less important.

The person who was rejected froze for a moment.

Compared to Zhou Duzhang, this one is clearly more direct.

He felt embarrassed in front of so many people, but when facing this person, he couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Although they are both base commanders, their strengths are vastly different.

Nobody wants to come into this world only to leave it dead.

Even after two consecutive occurrences of this, some people still refused to believe it and even asked Shi Qingsong for advice.

As expected, I was rejected.

The meal wasn't very enjoyable; many people had things on their minds.

......

Jin Huan raised an eyebrow and glanced at the little drought demon standing stiffly outside the window.

This guy didn't participate in the battle this afternoon; he just wandered around and ended up here.

Everyone's attention was focused ahead, and no one noticed it leaving, so the little guy stood there in the heavy snow for several hours.

The snow was already up to its calves, and she had no doubt that if it were left to soak overnight, it would be completely buried.

She raised her hand and beckoned to it through the glass.

The drought demon immediately stepped forward, until its nose was pressed against the glass, before finally stopping.

It clearly had no expression, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

But those few steps were noticeably faster, and the inexplicable pleasure carried a touch of inexplicable humor.

Jin Huan got up and opened the door to the small courtyard.

The little creature had been watching her all afternoon, but now that she had opened the door, it stood there hesitantly, not daring to go forward.

The blizzard softened the moment it encountered her.

The biting cold wind dared not blow on her, and the piercing snow dared not sweep over her; the area around Jin Huan was always much warmer than the surrounding environment.

"come over."

Until she spoke.

The little drought demon then walked straight over.

I always feel a bit stiff when I walk.

It turns out that she is just beginning to develop consciousness...

If she had met him a thousand years earlier, her thoughts would have been wandering to this point before she abruptly stopped herself.

People should live in the present; the past and the future are not important.

After it came in, it was clearly bewildered and uneasy, its body pressed against the glass sliding door, not daring to move at all.

Seeing Jin Huan return to the recliner, it silently crouched down against the corner of the wall.

"come over!"

"Ho!"