Ding Yao knocked on the door of the next room, and Han Yanyan opened the door and invited him in.
It was the first time that Ding Yao entered Han Yanyan's room, and his eyes swept around. Although the furniture is still the same, it is obvious that Han Yanyan has rearranged it. Compared with the standard "luxury suite" feeling of Ding Yao's residence, there is obviously a lot of femininity here.
Suddenly there is a feeling of home before the end of the world.
Ding Yao was a little surprised, but not surprised.
Han Yanyan has been with Thunder for three months, and this kind of femininity is a bit surprising for her unrecognizable chengfu. But thinking about the white dress she often wears, the corners of Ding Yao's mouth twitched, so she wasn't surprised.
"Is it better?" he asked.
If it wasn't for Han Yanyan this time, although he might be able to escape, the team members would be wiped out. He and she escaped from dozens of high-level mutant zombies, and they were both seriously injured. Fortunately, Sun Lijun, who was with the team, still had all his tails. He tried his best to treat the two of them and pulled them back from the gate of hell. But the two of them lost too much blood and consumed too much power, and they still felt weak until they returned to Nanling.
"It's much better." Han Yanyan walked over to invite him in and asked, "Milk powder? Tea?"
Although milk powder is expired milk powder, and tea is old tea for several years, it is only enjoyed by a few people in this apocalypse.
Ding Yao said, "No, I'll come to see you."
Han Yanyan took an empty cup and condensed half a cup of white water for him. Ding Yao took it, took a sip at random, put it aside, and asked, "Has the ability improved?"
The ability is overused, and after reaching the end limit, it can often break through.
Han Yanyan didn't answer, but instead asked, "How about you?"
Ding Yao stretched out his hand, and the glass he had just put down at random appeared in his hand. Distorting space, taking things from the air, he had been hiding the last hole card in his last life, and turned it over to Han Yanyan to see.
Han Yanyan smiled. Following her smile, the air in the room suddenly became cold, and the skin on Ding Yao's cheeks felt a tingling pain. But Han Yanyan stopped immediately. The cold feeling was quickly swallowed up by the heat that had not yet dissipated.
The cold air turned into water vapor and covered his face, Ding Yao wiped his face and asked, "How much force did you use?"
Han Yanyan stretched out a finger and gently poked the muscles of his arm, as if provocative between lovers.
Ding Yao glanced at the slender white finger and asked, "How much effort does it take to freeze the entire room?"
Han Yanyan punched Ding Yao's face with a punch. Ding Yao responded quickly, turned his hand to block the punch, and held it tightly. Han Yanyan's fist was a full circle smaller than Ding Yao's, and he was wrapped in his hand. The two wrestled silently for a few seconds before letting go.
"That's it?" Ding Yao asked.
"Yes." Han Yanyan said happily.
The two have given each other the bottom line.
This is the trust finally established after life and death.
The end of the world has been years away. Ding Yao had many companions and many subordinates. There are strong players among them, and he is regarded as his right-hand man. They follow him and assist him. He led them and often saved their lives.
For the first time, there is a person who can fight with him to the end in that kind of crisis.
Ding Yao clearly remembered what happened two days ago.
Blood dripped from his forehead, blurring one eye. There are the remains of zombies and the corpses of companions everywhere. The surviving companions either lay dying on the ground, or dragged their severely injured bodies to the corners to avoid them.
But behind him, his back is fiery.
I could feel her petite and slender, a head shorter than him. But her back was firmly against his, not taking a step back.
It was the first time that Ding Yao felt that a woman could be so powerful and hard. He leaned back against her, knowing in his heart that he didn't have to worry about being behind him.
Sure enough, there is no need to worry. In the last moment of thrill, her ice shield saved the lives of both of them.
It was at that time that Ding Yao knew that he could no longer treat her as an ordinary companion, and he really began to want to have a good and in-depth understanding of her. Understand her as a person, rather than simply understand her origin, background and abilities.
"Very strong," he praised.
Judging her true power based on the temperature that she had lowered the air in just a few seconds and the "amount" of the power she used, was indeed worthy of Ding Yao's praise.
Han Yanyan was not humble, she smiled with her pale pink and soft lips openly.
This is really inconsistent, she has the face of a girl, but it is matched with the aura of the royal sister, like a mystery.
Ding Yao stared at her eyebrows, suddenly changed her name, and asked, "Yanyan, are you twenty? Where are you from?"
Han Yanyan made a soft nasal sound, raised her chin slightly, and asked, "And then do you want to ask me who I have met? What have I experienced?"
Ding Yao looked into her eyes.
Han Yanyan didn't even bother to make up any more stories. In this world, she didn't intend to fall in love with him, these contents used to pretense her personal image are completely unnecessary. She said directly: "I can only answer, yes. And, I don't want to mention it in the past."
Really lazy.
Ding Yao stared at her.
Han Yanyan could see his face in his bright eyes. He stared at her so long that she even started to reflect, why give herself such a young face
Probably, on the one hand, because of the passing of her youth and cherishing her youth, on the other hand, because the men in her hometown will always love their youth for women, right? But it's a compliment.
This face shows youth and precipitation at the same time, which is a mysterious combination in Ding Yao's eyes, which deeply attracts him. He couldn't help raising his hand and touched her face... but didn't touch it.
Han Yanyan raised his palm on the side of his face, blocking Ding Yao's hand.
Two pairs of eyes looked at each other silently, one expressing desire, the other conveying refusal.
Before the end of the world, Ding Yao was a white-collar elite, with a car and a house, young and handsome, and a lot of women wanted to trap him. After the apocalypse, he became the leader of a group of strong people, the strong among the strong, who can decide the life and death of others, and can also give others the greatest protection. There were even more women who wanted to knock him down than ever before.
Indeed, Ding Yao almost never encountered rejection, and occasionally, it was just a desire to welcome and a rejection.
But Han Yanyan was obviously not, her eyes were clear and cold. When she looked at him, she was just looking at a person, not a man.
Ding Yao then withdrew his hand, put it in his trouser pocket, nodded slightly, and said, "Take a good rest, I won't go out for the time being."
When he wanted to turn around and leave, Han Yanyan called out "Ding Yao" and stopped him. She asked, "Does the team need to make some adjustments?"
Ding Yao paused slightly and asked, "What do you think?"
Han Yanyan was not polite to him and said, "Team 1 needs to be recruited and needs to be recruited. The captain of the 4th team has just disappeared, so he has to arrange for someone. The captains of each team have been leading the same group of people to develop revolutionary friendships, and it has taken a long time. It's not a good thing. It's better to take this opportunity to disrupt everything and re-arrange it."
"And..." she said calmly, "I also want to bring people myself, I think I... have the qualifications."
Even after being rejected, Ding Yao still wanted to keep her by his side. But as a leader, he not only knew that the advice she gave was correct and effective, but also knew that when a capable person like her had the desire to go up, forcibly suppressing it would only be counterproductive.
He nodded and said, "Wait for the third team to come back and rearrange it."
He glanced at her, paused, and said, "You can choose the person you like first."
"Okay." Han Yanyan smiled very sweetly and ordered to evict guests, "...Good night."
Ding Yao glanced at her and turned back to his room.
Ding Yao lay down and looked at the dim ceiling, what came to his mind was Han Yanyan's expression when he blocked his hand. Her eyes were calm and unwavering, without joy, pride, impatience and disgust, as if everything was normal, like drinking a glass of water and eating a bite of rice.
In fact, it has always been rumored in the team that Han Yanyan and Qi Tongtong are lesbians. If true, that seems to explain everything.
But Ding Yao stared at the ceiling and felt that this was not the truth.
She is an enigma.
Because it is a mystery, it is fascinating.
He closed his eyes, always feeling the heat in his back.
Han Yanyan didn't have to worry about the rearrangement of the team members, she only gave Ding Yao the list of people she wanted. She asked Qi Tongtong from the wood system, Xie Hao from the space system, Sun Lijun from the healing system, and a few others.
But among these people, only Sun Lijun is considered a top-notch ability, and he is not from the combat department. Ding Yao, who she wanted, gave her all.
When he talked to these people one by one, he noticed that when he was told that he would become Han Yanyan's team member, no one, including Sun Lijun, was dissatisfied, and almost everyone accepted it happily.
It only took Han Yanyan a few months to establish his prestige in Lei Ting and gain his own popularity.
Ding Yao was busy splitting and reorganizing, breaking the personal power gradually formed by several captains. Han Yanyan was much more leisurely, and she took Xie Hao to go shopping.
The summer heat is fading, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, and in this world where industry has stopped, the sky is blue as a gem. Han Yanyan thought, how easy it would be for ladies to go shopping if every man had spatial abilities.
The street market is all about bartering. When Han Yanyan went out, she asked Xie Hao to bring all the things that could not be saved well in her "savings" for several months. The hard currency is, of course, food.
Xie Hao is not good-looking. He was a single dog before the apocalypse. He didn't expect that after the apocalypse, he would have the opportunity to accompany women to go shopping, and he diligently followed him all the way. He soon discovered Han Yanyan's intentions—
When Han Yanyan sees quilts, cotton-padded clothes, down jackets and the like, he will come forward to trade. She trades food that is not suitable for long-term storage for winter supplies.
Given her status today, which is below almost one person in the team and above everyone else, there is no shortage of these things at all. And she changed too much. It is early autumn now, and the prices of things that can only be used in these winters cannot be raised. A bag of handmade flour cakes made in the cafeteria can be exchanged for six or seven thick quilts.
She, she collects these... what do you want
Xie Hao walked around behind Han Yanyan. Han Yanyan walked to a street stall. In front of the stall owner, there were several down jackets, which looked very thick and durable. Han Yanyan crouched down and pinched one sleeve, but the other sleeve of the down jacket was pinched by others at the same time. The two of them pulled the down jacket together with force at the same time.
The other party was slightly taken aback.
Han Yanyan raised her head and narrowed her eyes slightly in the sunlight.
The youth who squatted diagonally across from her had a slightly dark complexion. In early fall, when most people wore long sleeves, he still wore a tight-fitting camouflage short-sleeved T-shirt, stretched out of shape by the muscles of his arms and chest.
He carried a submachine gun on his shoulders, a pistol on his waist, a leather strap on his thigh wrapped in camouflage pants, and a dagger.
He also looked at Han Yanyan.
Han Yanyan put on a long-sleeved knitted sweater when she went out. Inside was her iconic white skirt, which was highly recognizable. Xie Hao accompanies her all the way down the street. There are many winking people on the street who can understand who she is from this white dress. The name Han Yanyan has also become a famous figure in the Nanling settlement.
The young man smiled, showing his white teeth in the sun: "Miss Han from Thunder?"
Han Yanyan likes men with high nose bridge, strong lines, strong muscles but natural shape, eight abdominal muscles, and thin waist and long legs. Although the young man was squatting on one knee, he could see that there was nothing that did not meet her preference.
Han Yanyan also laughed, tucked her hair on the temples, and said, "Please call me Captain Han."