The world is frozen, I store hundreds of millions of unlimited open blind boxes

Jiang Huan continued walking and did not answer the man's words.

Sister Zhao seemed to be relieved.

Why, because I am not interested in their interaction?
Only people with a guilty conscience are afraid of this and that.

Jiang Huan was even more curious that they were stranded here without a man to help them.

It’s not that women can’t be independent, it’s just that for practical reasons, it’s too distorted.

Is this a country of daughters?
Jiang Huan was received into a relatively large room. After entering, there was a strong smell of moisture, but it was not smelly, just unpleasant.

Jiang Huan didn't show any disgust, but it made Sister Zhao look good.

"Please sit down." Sister Zhao went to ask someone to boil water, and what she brought was slightly yellow tea.

Jiang Huan waved his hand and said that he was not thirsty.

"The water is clean and filtered."

"That's not the reason. I still have a mission, so I prefer to be more careful."

Sister Zhao hummed and started to ask about Jiang Huan's original base, and then asked if going to Baiyun Base was a mission?
"I was in Xinjiang before, and then I went to work at the base in Hohe. Recently, there was a shortage of manpower, so I took a task and sent things to the Baiyun base."

"Oh, what's the gift?"

Jiang Huan said it would be kept secret.

"Haha, I should, I should, but it's getting late now..." The other party was silent for a moment, probably remembering that it wasn't even time for lunch.

Sister Zhao abruptly changed her words and changed the idea of ​​resting here to eating here and taking a break.

They have a place to wash and a source of water.

Jiang Huan happily agreed, which made Sister Zhao happy. Then she asked Jiang Huan if she was married and how old her child was.

Jiang Huan exclaimed, remembering that she was "35", and said she was not yet: "There used to be a short-lived man who cheated on me while we were talking about getting married, and froze to death with my lover. This made me suffer for several years.
Now I'm looking for a young wife in her twenties. These days, we don't dare to have children, so just live like this, just let it happen, for men, it's just a tonic. "

A trace of envy flashed in Sister Zhao's eyes.

Behind them were a group of crooked melons and jujubes, but Miss Jiang in front of them was playing with little fresh meat.

However, listening to Jiang Huan's words, she is also a temperamental person, and her attitude towards men and women is very consistent with her own views.

maybe……

Jiang Huan was then taken to a room to rest. This room was interesting. It was a warm and slightly vulgar decoration that made people relax without feeling threatened. There were even a few pots of fake green plants.

Jiang Huan yawned and said that she happened to be sleepy after driving all night and wanted to sleep for a while. Sister Zhao smiled and said yes, she could find someone to give her a massage later.

Jiang Huan wanted to refuse, but it was obvious that Sister Zhao had an ambiguous expression, so she changed her mind and agreed: "Well, sisters, I will pay for the hard work."

"Easy to say, easy to say, then you should rest first."

Jiang Huan hummed, closed the door, turned and walked towards the bed.

Then he took out a moisture-proof mat from his backpack and put it on it before lying down, as if he was about to sleep.

Not long after, the door was gently opened, and someone approached quietly. There was a very small movement, but when it touched the moisture-proof mat, it made a sound. Jiang Huan opened his eyes and saw a man, who seemed to be panicked: "I'm sorry, beautiful sister. , I’m here to give you a massage, I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

Jiang Huan sat up and stood on the ground: "Why is he a man?"

"I, I was a masseur before the end of the world. I am very professional and will not make you uncomfortable." As he said this, he looked at Jiang Huan with his eyes.

Jiang Huan never eats milk bubble candies that are super sweet.I have only three harsh words to say about this person's every move.

"Oh, okay." She simply lay down and let him squeeze her legs.

The man looked like he was crying, and he knelt down on the carpet and squeezed Jiang Huan's legs.

Not to mention, he might not be lying. He controlled the force very well and could switch the force as the parts moved. Jiang Huan was so affected that he even took off his shoes and socks to enjoy it.

The man was stunned. For the first time in the apocalypse, he saw feet that were so clean that there was no dirt between the nails, and the skin was so clean that it could reflect light.

The movements of his hands were steady, but there were waves in his heart.

Jiang Huan spoke with a hint: "So there are men here. I only saw women when I came in. Why are the other men there? They are also doing massages?"

"There are a few others who used to be cooks but are now in the kitchen. It's hard to find food, and when you find it, you have to deal with it patiently." He didn't like to talk about this topic very much. Instead, he asked Jiang Huan where he was from and what he likes to eat. What are your hobbies?

Jiang Huan kept talking, but suddenly, she noticed something strange about the man.

This man named Xiaoyang was looking in the direction of those green plants. He was looking at herself just now, not because of her appearance, but because of this!

Jiang Huan immediately realized that there was something wrong with the green plants.

She didn't let down her guard before, she didn't really fall asleep, and she really didn't show anything unusual in this room.

She didn't expect that this barren little place would have surveillance cameras. She was surprised.

Because, they even brought out things like trebuchets, and unexpectedly, they also had technological items.

Jiang Huan didn't look at Lu Zhi, nor was he in a hurry to question him directly. Instead, he made a move to show interest in him, leaned over, put his arms around his neck, and whispered: "If you want anything from me, then take out Come with proof and sincerity.”

As he spoke, he patted his face, raised his chin, and looked down at him from the bed.

He moved.

Lip language: "Save us."

Jiang Huan hummed, with absolute confidence in his eyes, and deliberately said loudly: "What other skills do you have."

“It’s not bad if I massage my shoulders~”

As he spoke, the man carefully climbed onto Jiang Huan's shoulder and exposed his thin wrist. Jiang Huan turned his face sideways to avoid the other person's direct breath. From other angles, he probably thought Jiang Huan was kissing Xiaoyang's wrist. .

In fact, Jiang Huan's eyes met the scar on this wrist.

There are actually several scars, one of which is a very obvious raised hypertrophic scar. It is not difficult to tell that either it was not very deep at first, or it was deliberately inflamed and difficult to heal.

The desire to die is deep enough.

It's just that he didn't die.

In a novel, he is still a haloed protagonist.

"My sister is here." This was his explanation.

"Ms. Jiang is a good person. Don't go head-to-head with them. They have guns, about six of them, and two grenades. The grenades are under the control of Sister Zhao and no one can touch them. The other men were forced to——" The key point is coming At that moment, footsteps approached outside the door, and Xiaoyang immediately groaned: "Miss Jiang~ Go, go to bed."

Someone happened to cough outside the door: "Ahem, I'm not disturbing anything."

It's Miss Zhao.

When Jiang Huan looked at Xiaoyang again, his image and temperament were different. (End of chapter)