In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Wenren Lei grabbed Fu Yan and ran towards the first-floor balcony.

The planting table was filled with styrofoam boxes, and bunches of bright, round cherry tomatoes hung from the tomato vines, bending the vines under their weight.

"They're all ripe." Wenren Lei flicked the fruit with her fingertips. "When we parted ways, they were just small tomato seedlings."

Fu Yan pressed against Wenren Lei's back and whispered, "Yes, the tomatoes are ripe, and everyone has been reunited safely."

Wenren Lei turned around and hugged Fu Yan: "My brother has been found, you have evolved, and Uncle Cheng is better too."

"My sweetheart is so amazing." Fu Yan ruffled his hair and looked into his eyes with a gentle smile.

My tears have also become immortal.

Maruko rushed in from outside, excitedly shouting around the two of them.

Wenren Lei stepped out of Fu Yan's arms, half-squatted down, and patted the puppy's head: "Hmm, and our little Maruko, she's getting more and more majestic."

Maruko spun around in place, barking, and then rushed out to eat barbecue.

Wenren Lei stood up, tilted her head back and gently kissed Fu Yan's lips, smiling as she said, "Brother Yan, let's pick some cherry tomatoes to eat."

"it is good."

When the two stepped out of the RV, Fu Yan was holding a small basin filled with bright red cherry tomatoes.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked up.

Wenren Lei popped a cherry tomato into her mouth and slowly said, "Our child has borne fruit."

Yi Yang raised an eyebrow: "Where did you take your Chinese language courses?"

"Never mind," Wenren Lei waved her hand.

Fu Yan sat down at the dining table, rolled up his sleeves, and divided the tomatoes into two bowls. He gave one bowl to Wenrenlei so that he could share it with everyone. He then skewered the rest with meat on iron skewers and prepared to grill them.

Wenren Lei carried the small bowl and distributed the tomatoes one by one. Then she sat down next to Fu Yan and put a small tomato in her mouth.

Han Mingjie exclaimed, "So sweet!"

Wenren Lei slumped into a chair, saying smugly, "Of course, I give it prenatal education every day."

Meng Fan asked, "Where's Sister Nian?"

Wenren Lei gestured towards the balcony with her chin: "I'm chatting with Uncle Cheng."

Everyone was taken aback: "Uncle Cheng?"

Wenren Lei smiled mysteriously and recounted how he had put Cheng Shuang into his spatial dimension, embellishing the story to highlight his own brilliance and prowess.

After hearing this, everyone exclaimed how awesome it was and immediately hugged each other and cried.

"Boss! This journey has been incredibly difficult for us!"

"Moo... Boss, what are you going to do to make up for my tears!"

"Waaaaah, the night Yan-ge evolved, you guys were locked in the bedroom, and we were worried sick outside."

The group finally released all the emotions they had suppressed over the past few days, pouring out their hearts to each other with great passion, which moved the elders around them to tears.

At this moment, Cheng Nianli and Cheng Shuang got out of the RV and, seeing the massive wailing scene, asked in bewilderment, "What happened?"

Fu Yan succinctly stated: "To vent emotions."

When everyone looked up and saw Cheng Shuang, they immediately swarmed around him, hugging him and crying.

"Uncle Cheng, you're finally back."

"Waaah, thank you so much for saving us back then."

Cheng, at a loss for words, comforted them, "Children, don't cry, Uncle is alright."

"Waaaaah, Uncle, we've missed you so much!"

"Pah, pah, pah, don't say that word."

"Waaaah, Uncle, we want to make you rich!"

"Moo—Uncle, I won't say anything more, let's become sworn brothers..."

Cheng Nianli was pushed to the outermost edge of the crowd. She glanced at them with disdain, rubbed her reddened eyes, and sat back down next to Chi Qingmo.

"Nianbao, are you alright?"

Cheng Nianli smiled genuinely: "It's okay, I'm very happy."

During the meal, an empty seat appeared next to Wenren Lei.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, walked to Wenren Lei's side, conjured a dagger in his palm, and handed it over with a heavy heart: "I... this is all I could make."

"You've mastered it so quickly." Wenren Lei handed the unfinished meat skewers to Fu Yan and took the dagger to examine it closely.

With a flick of his wrist, the dagger pierced the RV body with a "clang." He said, "Very good, sharp enough."

A1-V: ?

Meng Fan seemed a little flustered and said in a low voice, "I will continue to work hard."

Wenren Lei remembered A1-V saying that only elemental ability users with extremely high talent can awaken exclusive skills, such as his water-condensed flow weapon.

Meng Fan, through his daily hard work, managed to replicate other people's skills, yet he still claims to be ordinary every day. He's practically a genius.

Wenren Lei flicked out a water chain and tied Meng Fan's dagger back: "I'll take this knife. You're really strong, so don't underestimate yourself."

"Hmm." Meng Fan nodded, stood up, and walked awkwardly to his seat.

Yi Yang ate his skewers voraciously and mumbled, "Seriously, sometimes I even want to kneel down and beg Meng Fan to stop rolling around."

Meng Fan blushed and scratched his head: "Class monitor, don't say that."

Han Mingjie pulled out a case of liquor and slammed it on the table: "Come on! Let's celebrate Meng Fan's successful mastery of water-based weapons!"

Wenrenlei exposed her: "Just say you want a drink."

Han Mingjie yelled, "Boss, why are you like this? Are you scared?!"

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up a bottle of wine: "Whoever chickens out is a dog!"

The meatball, engrossed in eating lean meat, barked: "Woof?"

After a few rounds of drinks, Wenren Lei staggered back to Fu Yan's side and said, "Brother Yan, it seems like my alcohol tolerance is getting worse and worse."

Fu Yan helped him lie down on the rattan recliner: "You've had your fill of drinking, now close your eyes and rest for a while."

Wenren Lei nodded and closed his eyes. The sizzling sound of the roasting meat was still going on, creating white noise with the lively laughter. The aroma of the roasting meat wafted over intermittently. He sniffed it and quickly fell asleep.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they gradually dispersed and returned to their rooms to rest.

Fu Yan carried Wenren Lei back to the bedroom, gave him a bath, and put him on the bed.

The blanket that had just been put on him was kicked to the ground by Wenren Lei, who then lay back with his arms and legs spread out, looking very domineering.

Fu Yan leaned down to kiss him, tucked him back in, and then turned and went into the bathroom.

After he finished showering and tied his bathrobe, there was a gentle knock on the bathroom door.

Wenren Lei's muffled voice came in: "Brother Yan..."

Fu Yan opened the door, and Wenren Lei's body went limp as she fell into his arms. Fu Yan caught her and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to go to the restroom?"

Wenren Lei pressed herself against him, saying, "Help me support myself."

"You've gotten bolder again." Fu Yan chuckled, bringing the naked Wenren Lei to the toilet.

After Wenren Lei finished, Fu Yan pressed the flush button and took out a wet wipe from the shelf to help him wipe himself.

The slightly cool touch made Wenren Lei instinctively shrink into Fu Yan's arms, muttering, "My legs won't obey me..."

Fu Yan gently shook his slightly dizzy head, picked him up, and carried him to the bed: "You're drunk."

Wenren Lei, her neck stiff with retort, retorted, "I'm not drunk!"

"Then why are your legs weak?"

Wenren Lei whimpered for a while, then whispered, "I'm fainting from carbon monoxide."

"Okay, we're all tearing up."

Fu Yan carried the person to the bed and covered them with the blanket.

Wenren Lei kept burrowing into Fu Yan's arms, grumbling and complaining, "You didn't dress me."

Fu Yan patted his back lightly: "You don't need to wear clothes to sleep."

Wenren Lei was silent for a moment, then suddenly nudged Fu Yan with her head: "You weren't holding me!"

"I'm holding him."

"no."

Fu Yan pinched the soft flesh on his waist and asked in a low voice, "Should I be holding you?"

"I'll hug you." Wenren Lei smiled foolishly, then closed her eyes to go to sleep.

Fu Yan gently wrapped his arms around him: "Silly boy."

Wenren Lei mumbled something indistinctly, then gradually quieted down.

Just when Fu Yan thought he had fallen asleep, the person in his arms suddenly said, "You're lying to me."

Fu Yan chuckled softly, "How did I lie to you?"

Wenren Lei said, "You won't tell me what kind of Corpse King's abilities you copied..."

Fu Yan ran his fingertips through his hair: "It's a very good superpower."

Wenren Lei raised her head and said, "Husband, give me a kiss."

Fu Yan, struggling to hold back, whispered, "Stop fooling around, get some sleep."

Wenren Lei was very unhappy. She frowned and pressed her lips to Fu Yan's: "Just for a moment."

Fu Yan looked at his flushed cheeks, resignedly turned over, and gave him a light kiss.

Wenren Lei raised her hand and pulled Fu Yan's neck back: "I want to kiss you again."

……

As her consciousness faded, Wenren tearfully stammered, "Brother Yan... use lightning to shock me..."

Fu Yan suppressed the madness churning in his blood and raised his hand to cover Wenren Lei's mouth: "Don't speak."

(A very tender time)

[End of the second volume]