I open a farm in the doomsday: I take in a female coach at the beginning

"...Oh, all right then."

Seeing Ando Fuyuko's expectant expression turn into a regretful one, Jiang Chuan suddenly felt like he was some top courtesan. The women in the town who wanted to spend the night with him had to line up one by one...

After sending Ando Fuyuko back to the room, Ando Haruyuki walked down the stairs again, came behind Jiang Chuan, and helped him straighten his collar.

"Are you staying there tonight?"

Ando Haruyuki asked softly.

Jiang Chuan would naturally not hide the matter of Mrs. Sugimoto from Ando Haruyuki. It would be better to say that Jiang Chuan would not hide anything about him as long as Ando Haruyuki wanted to know.

However, Ando Haruyuki only had a general understanding of the secrets of the farm space and various special abilities on Jiang Chuan's body, because she really had no interest in these things... She was only interested in that kind of thing.

"Most likely, but Mrs. Sugimoto's words were rather ambiguous, so I'm not sure if that's what she meant."

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Ando Haruyuki's eyes.

Jiang Chuan recognized that light. Every time when he talked to Ando Haruyuki about the things between him and other women, this strange light would appear in Ando Haruyuki's eyes.

It's like another face hidden deep in her heart.

However, Jiang Chuan is now quite familiar with her face.

"That means you might not be able to do anything tonight and go home in despair in the middle of the night. Should I get up and open the door for you, my husband?"

Ando Haruyuki asked with a half-smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Chuan immediately felt provoked, but he couldn't find any point of rebuttal for the moment, until he realized that Ando Haruyuki was deliberately provoking him.

Jiang Chuan turned around, put his arms around Ando Haruyuki's small waist, and put his mouth on his white neck.

"Yuck, itchy."

Ando Haruyuki giggled and pushed his big face away.

Jiang Chuan smiled disdainfully, and then said: "What else? You know me, too. Although I am a rather crude... vulgar person, I will never force others on such matters. Mutual consent is the right way."

"Anyway...if you come back tonight, I won't open the door for you."

"Eh?……"

Jiang Chuan would eventually be surprised by Ando Haruyuki's little habit. Other wives would constantly call to check on their husbands, fearing that their husbands would come home late and have affairs with other women, but Ando Haruyuki was completely the opposite.

So, with the determination to never return tonight, Jiang Chuan stepped out of the room under the starlight of the late summer night sky and headed towards the Sugimoto family.

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Takizawa City, Iwate Prefecture.

The elementary and middle schools next to Takizawa City Hall are two connected buildings. After the doomsday broke out, the teachers and students here used the shelters on campus to successfully escape the threat of zombies.

As time went by, they used the school radio to attract survivors nearby and collected survival supplies from more than a dozen convenience stores and shops nearby, and have survived to this day.

until today.

Although the temperature in late summer has cooled down a lot, it is still a little hot.

Two men climbed up the ladder from the air-raid shelter, carrying backpacks full of supplies on their backs. They talked and laughed as they walked towards a bus parked on the roadside outside the school.

It is called a bus only because the original body of the vehicle was an ordinary passenger bus, but after a period of transformation, the vehicle is now more like a chariot than a bus.

The engine and chassis of the car had all been replaced, and many steel plates had been added to the original glass windows and doors. There was a spiked shovel with dark red marks on the front of the car, and a heavy machine gun with ammunition was mounted on the skylight on the top...

Not only that, this bus tank was not parked alone outside. In front and behind it, there were also several various small and medium-sized vehicles parked, mainly military off-road vehicles, mixed with two small trucks loaded with motorcycles and various goods.

Including buses, there are more than ten vehicles in total, which is a complete fleet.

The two men who climbed out of the air-raid shelter were unusually tall, definitely not the body type of ordinary Japanese men, and in fact that could be seen from their skin color.

One was as black as chocolate, with a huge nose and a protruding mouth, like a baboon running out of a tropical jungle; the other was as white as toilet paper, with freckles all over his face, just like shit that had just been wiped off.

Their clothes were stained with dark red blood.

"These Japanese civilians are really tenacious. I didn't expect that they could find a gathering place with such abundant supplies at this time."

"Nothing to be surprised about, Joseph. I bet there are many more civilians alive in this city."

The two men came to the door of the bus, opened the door and got on board, unloaded the supplies in their backpacks, and then turned around and walked into the air-raid shelter again.

"Even if there is, we don't have time to waste here."

"Why? Isn't it nice here? It's not like Tokyo and Osaka, where there are so many damn zombies."

"Haven't you heard? The man with neon glasses told the boss that there are a lot of fields in his hometown, and he can help us get rid of these wandering days."

"Gift Crab! Joseph, are we going to become damned farmers in the future? To be honest, I still prefer the life I have now..."

The two men walked down the air-raid shelter. The white man shook his head in frustration and casually kicked away a still warm body on the ground.

Chapter 173 Delicious

late at night.

Mrs. Sugimoto was wearing a pink silk pajamas and lying flat on the bed in the bedroom.

At this time in the past, she would have fallen asleep, but today, she couldn't sleep.

Can't sleep at all.

The words she said to Jiang Chuan before she left during the day, although obscure, expressed their meaning very clearly.

Mrs. Sugimoto was feeling a little conflicted for a while.

I did something like that in the heat of the moment, and the result was that I was lying in bed at night, feeling so nervous that I almost felt sick.

The key has been handed to Jiang Chuan, but will he really come?

Although Mrs. Sugimoto is not conceited about her own charm, she is aware of it.

Whether she was studying or after she graduated and got married, she would often attract the admiration of some men around her. Of course, she also knew that those people admired her face and other things rather than her personality and heart.

The two lumps of flesh that were once the source of her inferiority complex when she was a child, later became her advantage over almost all her peers. Mrs. Sugimoto reached a reconciliation with them, and the childish inferiority complex had long disappeared.

Mrs. Sugimoto knows what her appeal is.

And the most important thing is that Jiang Chuan once expressed his desire for her very clearly and even explicitly.

and many more……

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sugimoto's expression suddenly froze and she realized a problem.

During this period of time, although Jiang Chuan had done something "strange" to her once before, other than that, he seemed to have never directly expressed his affection for her.

And the request he made to her at that time... to use his lap as a pillow to coax her to sleep, Mrs. Sugimoto found it a bit strange.

Isn't this just like coaxing a child?

Could it be that... I actually misunderstood Jiang Chuan's meaning?

Mrs. Sugimoto felt her heart skip a beat.

Her knowledge is not shallow, and she has more or less understanding of some men's special preferences.

Some men who lack care since childhood will develop a special liking for that childhood feeling when they grow up.

Could it be that... he didn't consider himself as the opposite sex at all, but regarded himself as...

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sugimoto suddenly felt a little strange.

If that's really the case, then the words I said today when I came to his house were simply embarrassing, embarrassing to the extreme...

Mrs. Sugimoto was lying on the bed, with all sorts of random thoughts in her head, but her breathing gradually became steady and her heartbeat gradually slowed down.

Unconsciously, I fell asleep during the tense waiting.

……

Of course Jiang Chuan arrived as promised.

He opened the door with his key and tiptoed into the entrance of Sugimoto's house. After turning around and closing the door, he changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

What Mrs. Sugimoto said to him today was, "I will go to bed early at night."

It was already late at night, and the Sugimoto family's room was extremely quiet, with only the faint sound of insects chirping outside the window.

Naturally there was no one in the living room, and Jiang Chuan had no intention of staying here, so he continued walking into the corridor.

Finally, he came and stood outside the bedroom door.

It is worth mentioning that, perhaps due to some fundamental changes in his body, Jiang Chuan’s attribute values ​​have been improved in all aspects. Although it is not very obvious, Jiang Chuan’s perception ability in various situations is indeed more sensitive than before.

For example, now that he is standing at the door of the bedroom, he can clearly distinguish the two different breathing sounds coming from inside the bedroom, which one belongs to Mrs. Sugimoto and which one belongs to Kenta-kun.

The breathing of both of them was steady and peaceful, and it was obvious that they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but feel a little inexplicably unhappy.

After giving her that kind of hint during the day and knowing that he would definitely come at night, could she really sleep soundly?

So he no longer hesitated, gently turned the doorknob, and opened the bedroom door.

Pushing the door open, Jiang Chuan felt himself enveloped by the rich aroma of milk again, and he immediately became energetic.

He looked into the bedroom and saw Mrs. Sugimoto lying flat on the bed, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

She was wearing only a thin silk nightgown.

The hem of her pajamas covered the area above her mid-thighs, and Mrs. Sugimoto's slightly plump white legs also appeared in his field of vision.

Mrs. Sugimoto's feet are also very beautiful, with round and full toes of moderate length, and her toenails showing a healthy pink color.

Although the silk nightgown was very tight and not see-through at all, the fabric looked extremely soft, so when it covered her body, it was completely unable to conceal the exaggerated ups and downs.

The Autobot leader makes his grand appearance again.

Jiang Chuan didn't know what would happen next, nor did he know whether Mrs. Sugimoto would like what was going to happen next.

He only knew that his brothers would be killed once again.

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Mrs. Sugimoto was suddenly awakened by a sudden warmth around her.

She subconsciously dodged to the other side, turned her head and looked to her side with some surprise. Taking advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, Mrs. Sugimoto quickly saw Jiang Chuan's face.

She felt inexplicably happy in her heart, but quickly put on a shocked expression on her face.

"Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang Chuan?! What are you doing?"

Looking at the "shock" on Mrs. Sugimoto's face, Jiang Chuan quickly understood what she was thinking.

What does it mean to want this and that at the same time?

It was clearly he who handed the key to me and gave me a hint that even a fool could understand. But when I really showed up as promised that night, he had to pretend to be surprised.

Jiang Chuan thought about it, raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, a shocked expression appeared on his face.

"Mrs. Sugimoto?! Where is this place? Why am I lying on the same bed with you?"

"..."

Mrs. Sugimoto was suddenly confused.

Didn't you open the door yourself?

Looking at Jiang Chuan's confused expression, it seemed more real than real. His poor acting skills just now were nothing in front of Jiang Chuan.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Sugimoto, I think I must have been sleepwalking."

“…Sleepwalking?”

Mrs. Sugimoto didn't know what to say now.

Who can sleepwalk from their own home to someone else's home 500 meters away, not forgetting to bring the key to open the door, and then get into the other person's bed?

"Yes, actually, I am just like you. I haven't been sleeping well recently."

As Jiang Chuan spoke, he slowly approached Mrs. Sugimoto.

"So... could you please let me rest my head on your lap again, Mrs. Sugimoto?"

"..."

Hearing Jiang Chuan's words, Mrs. Sugimoto looked up and glanced at the crib on the other side of the room.

"Let's... go upstairs first."