Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 35 (2/2)

Chapter 35 (2/2)

Jiang Miaomiao couldn’t help grabbing his arm and could clearly feel the outline of the muscles under the skin.

Like a drowning person holding onto a branch, she refuses to let go, rising and falling with the waves.

Lu Qiming stopped, kissed her forehead, and looked at her face carefully in the moonlight.

The woman’s skin is pale and rosy, and her forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat.

The eyes are slightly narrowed and sticky like honey.

She opened her mouth slightly, and the voice she made seemed to be asking for help, but she also seemed to be craving more.

“Miao Miao…”

He kissed her repeatedly, called her over and over again, and never separated from her.

Woke up the next day with back pain.

Jiang Miao Miao moved her arm, and the feeling from her joints made her suspect that she had been beaten.

The man was sleeping beside her. His tall body of nearly 1.9 meters occupied most of the bed.

Jiang Miao Miao touched his waist so he couldn’t move quickly and cursed him secretly in her heart.

Are you a human? It’s obviously a donkey!

How about taking it easy?

Just scolding and not angry, she planned to punch him twice before he woke up so as not to wait for him to wake up and not win.

But as soon as she climbed over, he opened his eyes conveniently and looked at her with a smile.

“Miao Miao, you are too powerful.”

His voice was nasal, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, arching back and forth in her arms like a big restless dog.

“I was so sleepy that I couldn’t get up from bed.”

Jiang Miao Miao: “…”

How shameless this is!

Lu Qiming pierced her chin, recalling the feelings of last night with great interest.

“I didn’t expect you to be so enthusiastic and have such a nice voice. When you called me by my name and told me to hurry up, my bones were brittle.”

“You’re beautiful when you’re flushed, better than any makeup.”

“I like your hands, they are soft and flexible. Miao Miao, you are awesome!”


She couldn’t bear to listen, so she pushed him away and crawled to the edge of the bed.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”

He immediately followed, “I hug you.”

“No, I have legs.”

Her feet landed on the ground, her calves trembled with weakness, her thighs ached as if she had just finished splitting a fork, and she almost knelt on the carpet.

Lu Qiming wanted to help her. She avoided his hand, stood firm on the bed, picked up a piece of clothing, put it on, and walked towards the bathroom on her own.

She didn’t look carefully when she picked up the clothes. It was Lu Qiming’s big vest.

The length of the dress is quite suitable, barely covering the knees by a few inches, like a dress.

But it was empty inside, not sticking to the skin, giving the illusion that she was running naked.

The other party’s gaze was clearly felt on her back, so intense as if he wanted to rush forward and take off her clothes.

Jiang Miao Miao couldn’t help speeding up, fled into the bathroom and closed the door.

After going to the toilet, brushing her teeth and washing her face, she looked in the mirror for several minutes of psychological construction before she plucked up the courage to go out.

Lu Qiming was smoking again, leaning against the head of the bed very leisurely.

Jiang Miao Miao said:

“You can smoke whenever you want, why do you have to be on the bed? If you burn my quilt, you have to mend it for me.”

He made an apologetic gesture and crawled to the end of the bed to lie down and smoke.

Jiang Miao Miao rolled her eyes, opened the closet and took out a set of clean clothes, ordering him.

“Don’t look back.”

Lu Qiming shrugged and looked out the window with a cigarette in his hand.

As she dressed, she said:

“We have to go out early today, figure out where the zombies came in from yesterday, and block the entrance. There is so much food in the supermarket, I don’t want to move away because of them, and I want to live no matter what.”

He murmured and listened, absent-minded.

She got dressed, tied her hair into a bun, and walked up to him.

“Stop smoking, get up quickly.”

Lu Qiming took a deep breath, and the half of the cigarette left quickly burned to the end.

As if he was not afraid of being burned, he wiped it out with his fingertips, threw it into the trash can, put his arms around her waist, and carried her back to the bed with a soft hug.

Jiang Miao Miao was so nervous that her heart beat faster, pretending to be calm.

“What do you do?”

“Do nothing.”

Unbutton her clothes without doing anything?!

She blocked his hand, not allowing him to go any further.

Lu Qiming sighed and shook his head, pecking and kissing her tender palm.

She was so weak from the kiss, and her plan to get up was ruined.

It was ten o’clock in the morning when he stopped again. Jiang Miao Miao was really exhausted, lying on the bed and didn’t even want to move a finger.

Lu Qiming also knew that it was difficult for her and that he was too strong. So he squeezed her waist and massaged her back very affectionately, served tea and water, and responded to her requests in every way, as attentive as a little eunuch.

Jiang Miao Miao said:

“I’m hungry.”

So he went downstairs immediately, cooked noodles for her, and brought them to the bedside to feed her.

Jiang Miao Miao was lazy, but she hadn’t reached the level of a giant baby, so she quickly refused and wanted to eat by herself.

Lu Qiming turned a deaf ear and insisted on feeding her, so she had no choice but to open her mouth to enjoy the treatment she had never enjoyed since she was five years old.

The noodles are sour soup noodles, which are tasty and delicious, but the soup is too oily. You will immediately leave an oily spot if you accidentally drop a drop on your body.

She yelled and wanted to get the paper towel.

Lu Qiming took the first step, brought a tissue to wipe her clean, and continued to feed her.

Jiang Miao Miao glanced at him playfully.

“I can’t believe it. It turns out that you like to work so much. You used to hide it very deeply. You have to stick to this excellent quality.”

He glanced at her, his eyes so straightforward that it made her blush.

“I don’t like working, I like you.”


The noodle soup rushed into the trachea, and Jiang Miao Miao coughed until tears streamed down her face.

Lu Qiming hurriedly patted her on the back, took a tissue, and brought water.

After feeding her the whole bowl of noodles, he went to solve lunch for himself and Jiang Meimu.

The weather was too hot, the exercise was too intense, and their body was sticky and sweaty.

Jiang Miao Miao went to the bathroom to take a shower while he was away. Still, in the middle of the bath, Lu Qiming walked in with a toothbrush and scooped a glass of water from the bucket she had poured a dozen bottles of mineral water.

“Borrow some water.”

After speaking, he stood in front of the sink and brushed his teeth.

Jiang Miao Miao, who was covered in shower gel bubbles, was dumbfounded.

This man is really rude!

After Lu Qiming brushed his teeth, he washed his face with her water, squatted on the ground and looked at her.

“You didn’t wash the foam off your back.”

“Really? Where?”

“Let me help you.”

He scooped up a handful of water and poured it over her shoulders.

Jiang Miao Miao covered her chest in embarrassment, only turning her back to him.

He knew she was shy, and with a smile on his lips, he slowly poured water on her.

His fingers brushed her back countless times. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, it drove her almost crazy.

Before the bath was finished, Jiang Miao Miao’s endurance had reached its limit, so she turned around and grabbed his hand.

Lu Qiming raises his eyebrows.

“What’s wrong?

“Don’t wash it anymore!”

“Oh.” He nodded and took off his T-shirt, “Then wash me.”

After taking a three-hour bath, Jiang Miao Miao was carried out by Lu Qiming.

Now thinking of seducing him in the first place, she only regretted it in her heart, extremely regretful.

What was going through her mind? Why can’t this person do it?

He was just too good. He held back so as not to expose his animal nature.

As she gritted her teeth, the beast also climbed onto the bed and arched her into his arms.

“Miao Miao, you smell so good.”

Jiang Miao Miao remained expressionless as she shook the empty box.

“Don’t show off, there is no one left.”

“It’s okay, there are still a bunch of them in the supermarket.”

The beast happily pressed his face to her chest.

“We can keep doing it forever.”

… Please forgive her. She doesn’t want to.

She will burn them all tomorrow.

Jiang Miao Miao forced herself to fall asleep as soon as possible, and if she didn’t take the time to rest, she was worried that she would be led by a dog.

There is also an advantage of doing more physical work, that is, falling asleep faster.

She fell asleep shortly after closing her eyes and woke up in the evening.

The sky was covered with a sunset glow. Lu Qiming sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the distant buildings in a daze.

His side profile is beautifully lined, and his figure is slender, looking like an art painting from a distance.

It would be even more perfect with clothes on.

Jiang Miao Miao buried her head in the quilt and peeked at him with her eyes open.

She thought he didn’t notice it, but after a while, the other party turned around and asked:

“Haven’t seen enough? My neck is sore.”

“… Who’s looking at you? Narcissist, I’m looking at the scenery.”

He chuckled, walked over barefoot, and touched her hair.

“My scenery will always belong to you.”

So disgusting, so disgusting, did he often secretly read romance novels behind her back?

Otherwise, how could you say such cheesy words?

Jiang Miao Miao had goosebumps all over her body, and her expression was filled with disgust.

“If I’m blind, it’s because of your scenery.”

Lu Qiming said, “Let’s sleep a little longer.”

“But I’m hungry.”

“Then I’ll cook for you.”

Lu Qiming got up to go downstairs, but Jiang Miao Miao looked at his face, constantly feeling something was wrong as if he was out of his mind.

“You’re uncomfortable?”

He stopped and pressed his forehead.

“No, I’m just always worried that I’m dreaming.”

The dream was so good and beautiful that he couldn’t believe it was real.

Jiang Miao Miao understood and rolled on the bed.

“If it’s a dream, please give me an air conditioner and a box of ice cream.”

Lu Qiming smiled and went downstairs.

After dinner, the sun went down, and the temperature was cooler than during the day.

Jiang Miao Miao slept well and was energetic at night, pulling Lu Qiming to chat.

“Why do you have such a big scar on your chest? The shape is so strange.”

He smiled, grabbed her hand and kissed her.

“Could it be done by zombies too? Why didn’t I find out?”

“There are so many things you didn’t discover.”

She curled her lips and changed the subject.

“Didn’t I look good in the skirt that day? Why don’t you even look at it? “

“It’s beautiful, I’m afraid I’ll be fascinated by it.”


“It’s true, Marilyn Monroe is not as sexy as you.”

As soon as this sentence came out, she was even more sure that the other party was perfunctory and wanted to pull him up.

Lu Qiming asked: “What are you doing?”

“Help me pick out clothes.”

She brought back a bunch of clothes but didn’t have a chance to wear them. She wore T-shirts and sweatpants every day, and she couldn’t believe she couldn’t pick out one that suited her.

Lu Qiming didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and she forcibly pulled him out of bed when his fingertips suddenly touched something and stopped.

“What’s under your pillow?Always touch me when I sleep.”

Under the pillow? Nothing else…”

Jiang Miao Miao recalled carefully and suddenly remembered something. Her face changed drastically, trying to stop him.

But one step too late, Lu Qiming lifted the pillow, picked up the small medicine box inside, and read the words on the box.

“High-quality viagra, used to treat erectile dysfunction…”

He cast a surprised look at her. Jiang Miao Miao felt ashamed and rushed to the bathroom.

2 thoughts on “Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 35 (2/2)

  1. Sigh. And ofc, LQM is the one with fake “self-discipline”. Once he tasted the pleasure, he would indulge himself on it more than JMM ever has.
    Now, the probability that LQM last job has something to do with the zombie outbreak is getting higher.

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