Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland: The Female Protagonist Has Become a God

Lu Siyan appeared in the study carrying Cang Xingyue. He sat in a chair, holding Cang Xingyue horizontally in his arms, his hand resting on her abdomen.

Seeing that they had arrived at their destination, she felt somewhat uncomfortable and wanted to leave his embrace.

"Don't move, let me take a good look at you."

She was pulled back into his arms as soon as she moved, and she pouted and let him be, her gaze sweeping over the study, trying hard not to look into his eager eyes.

She had only been to the bedroom, kitchen, living room, and back garden before; she had never set foot in this study. It was very spacious, with a large bookshelf at the back filled with books.

There was a wine cabinet against the left wall, containing several bottles of red wine. The desk in front of me was very tidy, with only a book and an empty wine glass on it.

She remembered seeing wine cabinets in the kitchen and living room last time, filled with red wines she'd never seen before. They even had them in the study. Just how much did this man love red wine…?

As Cang Xingyue stared absently at her wine glass, she felt his hand stroke her hair, his fingers running through the strands. Then she heard him ask, "Why did you cut your hair short?"

He loved it when she had long hair, the strands of which he could easily play with by his fingers.

"I'm too busy to take care of my hair every day, so I got a short haircut because it's convenient."

After becoming the base commander, she had many tasks every day, and she would have to work late into the night to handle them all, thus leaving her with less free time.

He buried his head in her neck, inhaling her scent. Her sweet fragrance was mixed with his own, and he smiled with satisfaction.

He looked up, his nose brushing against her ear, and said softly, "You don't need to do anything from now on. You can grow your hair long." Then he added, "I like the way you look with long hair."

The warm breath sprayed near her ear, causing a tingling sensation. She flinched and rubbed her ear.

"So you don't like my short hair? Then I'll only keep my hair short from now on."

Seeing that she was doing the opposite of what he wanted again, Lu Siyan was not surprised at all. In front of him, she was like a rebellious child.

He chuckled softly, ruffling her hair with a doting expression. His 'child' was so adorable; he knew that spoiling a rebellious 'child' would make her behave.

"I love you no matter what you look like." He gave her a light kiss on the cheek.

Cang Xingyue raised her hand and wiped her cheek in disgust.

Seeing that his kiss had been wiped away, Lu Siyan kissed her face again, and she wiped it away again. He was so angry that he laughed.

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her cheeks and forehead three times in a row.

This time, Cang Xingyue quickly wiped her face with her sleeve, looking at him with a smug and provocative expression, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

Lu Siyan gritted his teeth in anger and said, "Very well, you bitch, you forced me to do this!"

He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, supported her head with the other, and lowered his head to kiss her red lips.

His domineering aura entered her nostrils with each breath, enveloping her in his hormonal scent.

She was almost suffocated by the domineering and intense kiss, tears welling up in her eyes, her legs weak and unable to escape.

Nothing more...

And so she remained imprisoned in his arms...

To sink into depravity with him.

Just before she was about to suffocate and faint, Lu Siyan finally decided to let her go.

Sousei Yue finally breathed in fresh air again, like a stranded fish returning to the sea.

Seeing her flushed face and heavy breathing, Lu Siyan smiled and couldn't help but tease her.

"You're so stupid! Don't you know how to breathe properly?"

"You think everyone's like you? You're a born scoundrel, a lecher!" Cang Xingyue punched him in the chest in anger.

He smiled and took her fist, pressing it against his chest.

"You can keep wiping, and I'll kiss you every time you wipe. You'll gradually learn how."

"Are you crazy? Who wants to learn this?"

"You're going to be my wife someday."

Cang Xingyue pulled her hand away, looking speechless, and said, "Who said I wanted to be your wife? Did I agree to that?"

"You've already agreed."

"When? How come I didn't know?!"

You promised me one thing and you would never refuse.

“That’s right, but you haven’t mentioned wanting to…”

"I want you to marry me," Lu Siyan said bluntly and directly.

He stared straight into her eyes, his expression serious and without a trace of joking.

Cang Xingyue froze instantly. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but it was too sudden, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She had thought about what he might ask her to do, considered all sorts of possibilities, but she never imagined that he would ask her to marry him.

But she had already agreed to his request, and he had done what she asked him to do, so she had no reason to refuse or make excuses.

She's never made promises lightly, but once she does, she'll grit her teeth and fulfill them, even if it means facing mountains of knives and seas of fire. Since she's already promised, then…

"it is good."

Even if she doesn't love him now.

She was equally earnest: "I hope you want to marry me because you like me or love me, not just on a whim."

Hearing her words, Lu Siyan was slightly taken aback. Was it just a spur-of-the-moment thing? He had thought about this question before.

But in the countless days and nights after she left, he found the answer: he had fallen hopelessly in love with this dead woman, the woman who had barged into his life on a rainy night.

He admitted that he was initially interested in her because of her personality and wanted to use her as a companion to pass the time.

When did his feelings for her change? He wondered. Perhaps it was when he was provoked to the point of losing control that day, and in his irrational state, she didn't choose to take the opportunity to run away, but instead chose to stay and take care of him.

Or perhaps from the very beginning, he was attracted to her at first sight and fell in love with her instantly?

"I love you, that's why I'm marrying you."

His grey eyes were now filled with love: "I will make you feel my sincerity, and I will spend my whole life proving it to you."

"My wife, Lu Siyan's wife, will only ever be you."

He took her hand and placed it to his lips, then kissed the back of her hand.

Neither of them spoke in the room; the only sound was the pounding of their hearts.

Cang Xingyue quickly pulled her hand back, broke free from his embrace, and jumped to the ground. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes as she fled as if escaping.

Before leaving, she said, "Whatever you want," and ran out.

As she left the study, she glanced back at the closed door, clutching her chest with her hand, her heart pounding beneath her palm.

She took a deep breath, her rapid heartbeat almost giving her away.

She was actually slightly moved by his earnest and affectionate words.

She shook her head, trying to shake off these strange feelings and thoughts. He might be lying to her; anyone can say sweet words, and she shouldn't believe him.

After calming down, he left the study as if nothing had happened.