"Okay, for the remaining hour, do you want Thai or Chinese style? We can also do an aromatherapy back massage."
An aromatherapy back massage required undressing, and she wasn't that foolish. She wouldn't let Fu Yunting take advantage of her for free.
"Thai style is fine. Be gentle! This is my waist, not dough!"
Fu Yunting could grip her waist with just his hands, with room to spare.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, no one would have believed that the formidable Three Yama Kings, once feared by all, would now stoop so low as to give massages to others just to live in their house.
Although it was only for An Nuan, it was enough to shatter everyone's perception of reality.
One of the three rooms on the first floor had been converted into a large storage room, another became a bridal chamber for Juanzi and Daidai, and the remaining room was vacant. It was originally intended to be a playroom, but now that Shi Huai had arrived, and his large, heavy frame made going up and down stairs inconvenient, it was cleared out for him.
Shi Huai no longer slept on a bed.
First, a latex mattress was set up, then it was covered with dried grass, and several thick, old bamboo stalks were placed for him to sharpen his claws.
An Nuan gave him some carrots and bamboo shoots, and Shi Huai ate happily.
"Are you a panda or a human now? Can you really survive on just bamboo and carrots?"
"Pandas are actually omnivores. They are protected and farmed artificially now, which makes them seem docile. But in reality, their combat power is no less than other omnivores. I think I can still eat meat!"
An Nuan asked curiously, "Besides communicating with animals, do you have any other abilities now?"
"Last time an异种 attacked them, I punched it and sent it flying. Does that count?"
"I... guess so."
Sheer strength works wonders. Not bad.
An Nuan lay down again, stretching her legs towards Fu Yunting.
Braised beef with potatoes, braised quail eggs with red braised pork, crispy fish, and cheesy baked sweet potatoes.
To welcome her best friend's husband, Luo Luo had specifically chosen a prime cut of steak and a suitable bottle of wine.
"Luo Luo, you don't need to prepare anything special for me. I'll eat the same as everyone else."
"Ah... you don't like these? But I thought CEOs loved these!"
Fu Yunting had eaten so much Western food during his ten years abroad that he was sick of it.
Although some of it was delicious, he wanted to be closer to An Nuan.
To eat what she ate, to watch the movies she liked.
Luo Luo changed a few drinks and took out the ingredients for cooking from the refrigerator.
An Nuan turned over, preparing to get up and help her cook, but Fu Yunting pressed her back onto the sofa and wrapped a blanket around her stomach.
"What are you doing?"
"You're on your period. You need to stay warm."
"How did you..."
An Nuan suddenly realized; it must be related to his attributes.
Zombies were very sensitive to blood, and Fu Yunting likely had similar abilities.
He was indeed sensitive to blood. As soon as An Nuan came out of the bathroom, he knew she was on her period and silently etched the 16th into his memory.
Outside, heavy snow was falling. The fireplace was burning with charcoal, and with the previously stored electricity, the entire villa maintained a temperature of twenty-five degrees Celsius.
Shi Huai and Chen Wenjing set up a long trough on the windowsill, and found several cardboard boxes used for packing, which they transformed into small flower pots.
He and Chen Wenjing sowed seeds of bok choy and tomatoes inside.
They used small bamboo strips to secure the seedlings, and cut off the top layer of the chives that Luo Luo had planted, also transplanting the rest.
"Panda Brother, how long will it take for the seeds we planted to grow big enough for our bowls?"
"Little Dragon, don't worry. They'll grow in time, especially the chives. When they grow again, we can make dumplings, okay?"
Little Dragon was very happy to hear about food.
An Nuan never imagined that her small home, originally meant for just her and Luo Luo, would now have so many people, and that they would even start a gardening business at home.
However, An Nuan didn't dislike it.
Homegrown vegetables tasted better, and having more flowers and vegetables in the rooms was good for physical and mental health. There was nothing wrong with it.
An Nuan was just worried if this small villa could handle the living needs of so many people.
No more people should come.
Fu Yunting walked to the kitchen to make her brown sugar water and brought it to An Nuan when the television screen suddenly flickered.
[Brother, you've changed! You're not my brother! Tell me honestly, what kind of ghost possessed my brother?]
"Brother? Are you two brothers? Is he Fu Yunlei?"
"Fu Yunlei?"
Luo Luo, holding a freshly processed chicken, rushed into the living room.
"It really is Fu Yunlei? I knew it! I said who could play computer games so well, turns out it's you!"
"Luo Luo, you know him?"
An Nuan didn't mix in hacker circles and didn't know how famous Fu Yunlei was.
She had even deliberately ignored news about the Fu family, so it was normal for her not to recognize Fu Yunlei.
But Luo Luo knew him. In her circle, everyone knew Fu Yunlei's name.
"This guy is very arrogant. Ordinary hackers use aliases, but he uses his real name to confront others and has never lost!"
[Little beauty, you're eating chicken? It looks delicious!]
"Enough nonsense. I'll challenge you one-on-one after I finish cooking!"
[Brother, take your time wooing sister-in-law. Call me if you need anything. Don't worry about the family.]
The television screen returned to its normal program.
Luo Luo stamped her feet in anger, cursed Fu Yunlei a few times, and angrily took out her frustration on the chicken.
"Black Smoke was my brother's old handle. When he found that no one in the hacker community could beat him, he used his real name to operate. We'll just use it this time."
Luo Luo rolled her eyes to the sky.
She had seen arrogance before, but never this level of arrogance.
Luo Luo chopped the chicken with her knife, the cutting board vibrating with each stroke.
An Nuan asked curiously, "Is your brother staying alone? Aren't you worried about him?"
"No need to worry about him, he won't die."
Since his own brother was so unconcerned, An Nuan didn't worry either.
An Nuan exchanged stories about their past lives with him and received a confirmed answer.
Fu Yunting was also a重生者, and he had been reborn in the twenty-first year of the apocalypse.
In terms of mental time alone, he was already a sixty-something elder!
"After you were reborn, you immediately tied the technology team to yourself?"
"Yes, in my past life, they either died or were divided up. This time, I struck first. I sold off my properties and stocks and invested heavily to bring them to my side. Technology is power, and with power comes survival."
An Nuan looked at his profile and finally understood the strange feeling in her heart.
Resonance!
Both of them had experienced the apocalypse, and there were some things in their souls that were different.
Unlike Luo Luo and the others, who had guidance and protection from the beginning of the apocalypse, An Nuan and Fu Yunting had suffered hardships they couldn't imagine.
The hardships Fu Yunting had endured, An Nuan couldn't imagine either.
After all, she had died early, while Fu Yunting had lived through twenty-one years.
Sometimes, living a long time wasn't a good thing.
"It's truly amazing. Our death years were so different, yet you returned earlier than me. You arrived two years ago. How did you manage that?"
"If I said it was luck, would you believe me?"
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