Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 142 The Apocalyptic Boss Arrives (19)

"Sister Ji, Zhao Gang and I are already married, so...we won't be living separately anymore, right?"

An Ran glanced at Zhao Gang and quickly hid behind him.

"Then I..."

Ji Xiaosong was about to say that she would go sleep in room 1 herself when Gu Lin stood up, bringing with him a gust of cedar scent, and the shadow completely enveloped Ji Xiaosong.

"We just checked the weather forecast, and there will be thunderstorms tonight."

An Ran chuckled, and Zhao Gang poked her in the lower back with a key.

Ji Xiaosong felt her ear tips burning. Gu Lin's fingers were lightly brushing against the back of her neck, and from an angle unseen by others, his thumb pressed against her throbbing pulse.

"Besides, when you secretly ate ice cream in the middle of the night and your stomach hurt, did you want An Ran to rub your stomach for you?"

Ji Xiaosong's knee hit the jade table next to her, and the glass bottle on the table almost tipped over.

She recalled that night in the RV when she ate ice cream. Gu Lin silently warmed her aching stomach with his palms, the scent of the menthol balm and his body heat seeping into her pores.

"Then you two will stay in room number 1."

An Ran suppressed a laugh and pushed the two of them together, saying, "A double bed, more than enough for you two to mess around in."

The others, whether intentionally or unintentionally, quickly returned to their rooms, all following the previous assignment of riding in the RVs.

Gu Lin hooked his little finger around Ji Xiaosong's pinky. "Let's go in too."

"I'm going to wash up first. I've been busy all day and I'm filthy."

Before Gu Lin could answer, Ji Xiaosong went into the bathroom.

Water droplets condensed into winding streams on the frosted glass. Just as Ji Xiaosong had wet the ends of her hair, she heard the soft click of the door lock opening.

Gu Lin draped the bath towel over the gold-plated hook, rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt to his elbows, revealing his forearms with slightly bulging veins.

"help you?"

He took the shampoo from her palm, his fingertips sinking into the rich foam.

The water flow suddenly changed direction, and a jet of warm water splashed onto Ji Xiaosong's back.

She instinctively stepped back, her lower back hitting the cold edge of the marble countertop, but Gu Lin caught her in time with his palm.

The citrus scent of the shampoo fermented into an intoxicating sweetness in the steam. As he lowered his head, his Adam's apple brushed against the ends of her dripping hair. "Why are you hiding?"

"Who's hiding...?"

The last note was swallowed up by the sound of the shower.

Gu Lin's thumb was slowly moving up her spine, circling and pressing on the protrusion at the seventh vertebra.

The foam slid down her shoulder blades and down to her waist. He suddenly leaned down and bit the strawberry crystal earring on her right earlobe. The coolness of the metal made her knees go weak.

The bathrobe belt had come undone at some point, and Ji Xiaosong could feel the taut curve of his back muscles through his soaked shirt.

Gu Lin suddenly lifted her up by the buttocks and carried her to the sink, the cold countertop and his burning chest forming a double attack.

The silver chain wrapped around his wrist dangled down, shimmering with tiny silver sparkles at her collarbone as he moved.

"cold?"

He held the water droplets on her shoulder in his mouth and cupped her ankles as she stepped on the edge of the platform with his palm.

Shower gel trickled down her calves, forming a pearly stream on the tiles.

Ji Xiaosong's toes curled up and pressed against the creases of his trousers, the metal belt buckle making her soles feel hot.

Someone accidentally bumped the showerhead and tilted it at an angle, causing cold water to suddenly pour onto their chests as they were pressed together.

Gu Lin groaned and pulled her into his arms, his damp eyelashes brushing against the sensitive area behind her ear.

Water droplets dripped down his chin and into her collar, meandering into glistening trails on his heaving chest.

A knock came from outside the bathroom door, and An Ran's cheerful voice pierced through the steam: "Room service, bath salts—"

Gu Lin's thumb brushed heavily across Ji Xiaosong's eyes, which were red from the heat, and the scent of cedarwood he left behind as he turned away carried with him the lingering desire.

He braced himself against the door frame with one hand, water droplets dripping from his hair onto the hollow of his collarbone. "Put it by the door."

Two overlapping silhouettes were reflected in the frosted glass, and the silver chain made a soft tinkling sound in the swaying light and shadow amidst the rising steam.

The next morning, Ji Xiaosong's biological clock woke her up.

He squinted and checked the time outside.

It was already broad daylight; it was almost seven o'clock.

She nudged Gu Lin, who was still holding her tightly, and said, "Get up, everyone is still waiting for me to deliver the supplies."

Gu Lin opened his eyes groggily. The morning light shone through the gap in the curtains onto his face, outlining his high nose and slightly messy hair.

He held Ji Xiaosong tighter in his arms, his voice hoarse and languid from just waking up: "Lie down a little longer, just a little while."

As he spoke, he nuzzled against her neck, the warm breath tickling Ji Xiaosong.

Ji Xiaosong blushed slightly and said reproachfully, "No, I can't go back on my promise to everyone."

She struggled to break free from Gu Lin's embrace, sat up on the bed, and grabbed a piece of clothing from the side to put on.

Gu Lin sighed helplessly and got up as well, putting on his shirt as he said, "Okay, I'll help you."

Ji Xiaosong turned to look at him, her eyes curving into crescents: "With your help, we can definitely get it done faster!"

After a quick wash, Ji Xiaosong and Gu Lin walked out of the room hand in hand.

In the living room, An Ran, Zhao Gang, and others were already waiting. When they saw them come out, they all showed meaningful smiles.

"We've been waiting for you all to come out!"

An Ran joked, "Any later and we'd all think you guys were lost."

Ji Xiaosong blushed and coughed lightly: "Alright, alright, stop joking. Let's have breakfast first. After we're done, I'll go to the warehouse to replenish supplies. You guys go to Commander Xiao to get the mission to rebuild Nanshi."

Everyone nodded, and Ji Xiaosong then went into the kitchen. In the blink of an eye, the dining table was full of food.

There are pan-fried buns with crispy outer skin and generous meat filling, bursting with broth when you bite into them;

The fried dough sticks are golden and fluffy, crispy and delicious with every bite;

The congee with preserved egg and lean pork is thick and creamy, with soft and sticky rice grains, and the aroma of meat and egg intertwined.

A few appetizers, sweet, sour, and crisp, were very refreshing and helped to cut through the greasiness;

There's also freshly squeezed juice, with a fragrant aroma and an enticing color.

Everyone sat around the dining table, looking at the table full of delicious food, and were pleasantly surprised.

As An Ran took a bowl of porridge, she said with a smile, "Little Song, your space is simply a treasure trove of delicious food. You'll never have to worry about not having good food wherever you go! If you ever go on a mission, I'll go with you."

Ji Xiaosong handed her a plate of bright red strawberries. "Okay."

Ji Xiaosong also liked the team members who didn't cause any trouble this time.

After finishing breakfast, Ji Xiaosong went to the warehouse and filled all the warehouses in one go.

To prevent the fresh ingredients from spoiling, she also set up a protective barrier.

There are also quite a few elderly people and children at the Nanshi base. Considering that their daily diet and milk powder are provided by the base, Ji Xiaosong has supplemented the amount of milk powder and complementary food for each stage.

Gu Lin and his group have already set off, leading a group of superhumans to rebuild Nanshi.

Just as Ji Xiaosong was about to head over alone, Zhou Jianguo drove up to her side.

“Xiao Song, they’ve all left first. Uncle Zhou will take you there. I also need to go rebuild the city center.”