Pretend to be the host, pretend to be in love!

Chapter 1188 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (7)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Seventy)

The benefits Ms. Liao mentioned were not just empty words. In exchange for a house on the outskirts of the base and two sets of family greenhouse equipment, Song Ning could not find any fault with these three items, which were obtained in exchange for 350 crystal core fragments.

After confirming several times, Song Ning stood up and shook hands with Ms. Liao.

"Pleasant transaction. When do you plan to take the crystal core fragments? They're ours..."

Ms. Liao smiled slightly, "It'll be ready right away. Let me have someone take you to see your new home."

She made a suggestion, and Song Ning naturally wouldn't refuse. He thought to himself that Captain Man's decisive and efficient personality must be hereditary, while he finished both cups of hot cocoa.

Regardless, this thing is extremely precious in the apocalypse, and even if going to the toilet is freezing and troublesome later, he would never waste it.

The person in charge of leading the way was A Qing, one of Captain Man's subordinates. Song Ning had seen him before, but he was obviously not a talkative person. He simply led them towards the outer perimeter of the base.

Along the way, Song Ning noticed that the snow on both sides of the road had obviously been cleared, and there was only a thin layer of freshly fallen snow on the ground. The road they were walking on was obviously very smooth, unlike the post-apocalyptic roads he had seen elsewhere.

As they made their way toward the perimeter of the base, Song Ning was shocked to realize that the Cun Guang base must have been systematically building itself into a formal and orderly base for at least a few years.

The smooth roads along the way, and the sparse but well-planned buildings clearly indicate that the Storage Base had been planned long ago.

"arrive."

Aqing stopped and pointed to a prominent building to indicate their location.

"This is the house you moved into. If you'd like, we can open the door now and let you in to see if it suits you."

Song Ning did not refuse his kindness and led Lance to carefully examine the entire house.

The house looks like it was renovated from a relatively intact pre-apocalyptic building. The house looks very sturdy and has an area of ​​about 80 square meters. There is even a tall metal fence around the edge of the house to mark the boundary.

Aqing opened the door. Although the interior was not as exquisite as before the apocalypse, the smooth floor, the painted walls, and even the pre-installed pipe connections made it quite nice.

Song Ning couldn't help but look at it several times. The house wasn't big before the apocalypse, but it was quite nice after the apocalypse.

He looked at it for a while, then remembered his greenhouse and asked Aqing about it.

Ah Qing said "Oh" and pointed to the backyard.

"If you're sure you want this house, we'll come over tomorrow to start construction and installation. The greenhouse has to be installed in the backyard; that's the rule."

Song Ning did not resist the rule. Orderliness made people feel safer than disorder, and such orderliness was truly rare in the apocalypse.

He was genuinely happy and couldn't help but whisper to Lance, "What do you think? You won't have to get up in the middle of the night to add coal to the kang anymore. There's plenty of space here; we could even fit two beds..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lance frowned and turned to look at him, his blue pupils still bright and dazzling.

Lance was still holding his fingers, his brow furrowed as he focused his gaze on Song Ning's face. He bent down slightly and moved closer to Song Ning, his beastly and aggressive aura instantly making Song Ning hold his breath.

"Two?" Lance's tone was tinged with confusion and stiffness. "Why two beds?"

His humans are so strange, saying things he doesn't understand.

Song Ning felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp from being stared at, especially when he saw the confusion in Lance's eyes. He felt inexplicably guilty and unconsciously looked away. "This house is quite big, and we've also replaced the crystal core mini-sun, so we don't have to worry about it being too cold when we sleep. We don't actually have to sleep together. There are two rooms, and if you like, we can each have our own room."

Lance's brow furrowed tighter and tighter. He didn't want to hear a single word the humans were saying, and he felt a sense of displeasure that something that belonged to him had been taken away.

He suddenly grabbed Song Ning's face with his other hand and stared straight into the human's eyes.

"I don't like it. I prefer us to sleep together; it would be more comfortable that way."

She stood to the side pretending not to hear, silently took three big steps back, then turned around and faced away from them, the corner of her ear that was slightly exposed was already burning red.

Is this really something he can hear?

Song Ning hadn't expected Lance to 'talk such nonsense,' and he blushed deeply as well, covering Lance's mouth and stammering.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We were just cuddling together for warmth, that doesn't mean we slept together."

What would outsiders think if they heard him say that? He'd be sweating bullets!

Lance expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes, and even with his mouth covered, he still insisted on expressing his stance.

"But you like sleeping with me, and I like sleeping with you too. It's comfortable, and I don't want to be apart."

He spoke with a hint of grievance, his tone carrying an accusatory undertone.

"It's comfortable, warm, and safe to sleep together, so why wouldn't it be good?"

Accused by those clear and pure eyes, Song Ning felt powerless. He couldn't explain to Lance, who was essentially a big cat, that he was a human male and happened to have desires for other male humans.

Even Lance...

Forget it.

With a hint of resignation, Song Ning released her grip. "You're right, then so be it."

Putting aside the problems he couldn't solve, Song Ning asked with a hint of excitement and anticipation, "So, do you like this house? What do you think about us moving here?"

He was unaware of his indulgence towards Lance, but Lance keenly noticed it. He thoughtfully wrote it down, and the slight resentment in his heart vanished.

He took Song Ning's hand again and began to plan things out as if he were inspecting his new territory.

“We can put those two shelves on the right wall when we enter the room, and we can turn the left side into a kitchen. It will be very convenient for us to get things to cook in the future.”

He entered the master bedroom, looked around with slight disdain for a while, and then overturned his previous idea.

"How about we put our things in the room? I want to sleep outside; it's too crowded in here."

Song Ning was a little helpless. This room was not small at all, so how could it be crowded?

However, he didn't object. "Then let's sleep outside. I see there's a spot in the middle of the hall that's perfect for putting the crystal core mini-sun. It's a bit more spacious outside, but with a blanket, it should be warm enough."

It's much warmer now than it is now.