46: Chapter 46 Want to do that kind of thing?

Sun Haoyu pressed against the crack of his door, his ear stuck firmly to it.

Hearing the noisy footsteps of the Property Manager and her group heading downstairs, his small, mung bean-like eyes lit up instantly.

Like a rat stealing food, he followed stealthily at the end of the group, not daring to even breathe loudly, fearing that if he was one step late, the supplies in the refrigerated truck would be snatched up.

On the way, the Property Manager and the elderly residents argued until their faces were red, fighting over how to divide the supplies.

Spitting as they cursed Chen Ye for being selfish: "We are all in the same Residential Community. We've been starving for two days, and he's hiding so much food without sharing. He's simply heartless!"

Sun Haoyu nodded and bowed in agreement from behind, but deep down, he was making sinister calculations:

Once he found the refrigerated truck, he would just find a way to take it away. This group of the elderly and frail wouldn't be able to stop him at all.

Then all the supplies would belong to him, and he could eat whatever he wanted.

Meanwhile, Chen Ye was comfortably sunken into his sofa, the afterglow of the sunset spilling through the window onto him, feeling warm. He knew very well that the group blinded by greed would never return from their trip to the mall's Basement.

The sunset gradually sank into the horizon, twilight began to shroud the Residential Community, and a gentle knock sounded once again.

Gone was the previous roughness, replaced by cautious, light taps; one could tell it was Shen Jiaojiao just by the sound.

Chen Ye got up to open the door. The girl outside was full of exhaustion, her expression despondent to the extreme.

She was still wearing that black floral skirt, with a khaki trench coat draped loosely over her shoulders.

Her slender body trembled slightly, her pale face devoid of any color, her eyes filled with guilt and heartache.

Before Chen Ye could speak, she eagerly grabbed his arm, her voice hoarse and angry: "Chen Ye, Sun Haoyu is truly scum!"

"He was the one who instigated the Property Manager to gather a group of people to rob your supplies. Are... are you hurt?"

Chen Ye looked at her slender fingers gripping him, her fingertips icy cold, and shook his head indifferently: "Don't worry, that mob of rabble couldn't hurt me at all, even if they all attacked together."

"It's them who should be worried about their own safety."

"What do you mean?" Shen Jiaojiao's eyes were full of confusion.

Just as she wanted to ask, her stomach made a loud "gurgling" sound at the most inopportune moment, and the cramping pain of hunger swept through her entire body. Her small face turned red, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, her long eyelashes hiding the humiliation in her eyes.

Chen Ye's mouth curled slightly, and he stepped aside to let her in: "Don't think about that for now. You've been hungry for a day, and I just happened to be preparing to eat."

Before Shen Jiaojiao could react, Chen Ye turned and walked into the bedroom, spending 8 points of Symbiosis Value in one go to redeem a lot of ingredients.

The reason he was so lavish was that he knew the Symbiosis Value he could earn back from these ingredients would be far more than this amount.

When Chen Ye came back out, his hands were full of hot pot ingredients, which directly covered the entire coffee table.

Red and white marbled beef rolls, lamb rolls, large shrimp, squid flowers, abalone, oysters, and sea cucumber—everything was there.

There were also enoki mushrooms, baby cabbage, broad vermicelli, luncheon meat, and he even redeemed two bottles of ice-cold beer.

Shen Jiaojiao was completely stunned, standing there motionless.

Her big, watery eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at the table full of ingredients.

Her throat kept bobbing, and the action of her swallowing saliva became distinct.

The apocalypse had only been going on for a few days, and she hadn't even been able to eat a single bite of instant noodles. To see such a sumptuous hot pot at this moment felt like a dream.

Chen Ye took out a small electric pot, filled it with water, placed it in the center of the coffee table, and pressed the switch.

"My waist is still a bit sore from the massage at noon. Help me massage it again while the pot hasn't boiled yet." Chen Ye lay down on the sofa, his tone lazy and natural.

Shen Jiaojiao snapped back to reality. Although she was full of doubts about the source of the supplies, she was so hungry that she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

She slowly took off her khaki trench coat and draped it casually over the arm of the sofa.

The black floral skirt tightly wrapped around her graceful figure, leaving her slender waist and full curves fully visible.

Her long legs, wrapped in black silk stockings, knelt by the side of the sofa, and her small hands rested gently on Chen Ye's waist, beginning to knead it softly.

After practicing at noon, her movements were much more skilled, her fingertips gentle and soothing.

She no longer poked him with her long nails, and the pressure was just right.

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes in comfort, all his exhaustion dissipating completely.

[Ding! Shen Jiaojiao complied with the host's arrangement + considerate massage interaction]

[Obedience + 10 → Current 52]

[Symbiosis Value + 30 → Current 115]

[Host passive attribute updated: Basic Speed + 30 → Current 115]

"This Symbiosis Value is too easy to earn. A few more massages and I'll have enough for the Tang dao." Chen Ye thought to himself with secret delight.

The short ten-minute massage ended, and the aroma of the hot pot had filled the entire living room.

Shen Jiaojiao withdrew her small hands, watching the boiling soup pot, and her stomach growled even more fiercely.

Chen Ye raised his hand to signal: "Eat, don't be polite."

The girl could no longer care about reserve or table etiquette. She picked up her chopsticks, dropped the beef rolls into the pot, and after they were cooked, coated them in sesame sauce and stuffed them into her mouth.

The savory meat juices exploded in her mouth, and the long-lost feeling of satiety spread from her throat throughout her whole body.

She eyes reddened, and she almost shed tears.

Fresh shrimp, abalone, luncheon meat... she gulped them down.

Even though it was so hot that she was gasping, she couldn't bear to stop, as if she wanted to make up for all the hunger of the past few days.

Chen Ye comfortably opened a can of ice-cold beer, the crisp sound of the can opening sounding exceptionally pleasant.

He took a sip of beer, watching the girl wolfing down the food, his mouth full of smiles.

"Are you really not afraid they'll come back for revenge? I clearly heard them take your truck keys." Shen Jiaojiao asked vaguely while eating, her eyes full of worry.

Chen Ye chuckled, his tone playful: "I lied to them. There is no refrigerated truck in the mall's Basement, and certainly no supplies."

Shen Jiaojiao's hand paused, her eyes widening in surprise: "You are so scheming! When they come back, they will definitely fight you to the death!"

"Fight to the death?" Chen Ye raised an eyebrow, his eyes cold: "Hmph! I am not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch."

[Ding! Host let the goddess feel the long-lost sense of satiety]

[Trust + 10 → Current 53]

[Symbiosis Value + 10 → Current 125]

[Host passive attribute updated: Basic Speed + 10 → Current 125]

The system notification sounded, and Chen Ye was blooming with joy inside.

After eating and drinking her fill, Shen Jiaojiao wiped the corners of her mouth and finally remembered the main business.

Her small face flushed slightly, and she asked in a low voice: "You said at noon... that you had something to find me for when you came over tonight. What is it?"

Chen Ye wiped his greasy mouth, his smile ambiguous, and he lifted his chin: "You go to the sofa first and take off your shoes."

Shen Jiaojiao's cheeks turned bright red instantly, her heart pounding wildly, her slender fingers gripping her skirt tightly, her mind in a mess: He wouldn't want a massage again, would he?

And taking off shoes... could it be that he wants to do that kind of thing?

But immediately she shook her head, forcibly dispelling the distracting thoughts: He is not that kind of person. Last time I was the one who thought crookedly; I can't embarrass myself again this time.

She bit her lip, walked slowly to the sofa, bent over, and slipped off her black high heels.

A pair of fair, slender, and petite jade-like feet were revealed.

Her toes were round and cute, her skin fair and delicate, and as she stepped on the soft carpet, they curled slightly, showing her shyness.

"Sit on the sofa." Chen Ye's voice sounded again.

Shen Jiaojiao was nervous and confused, but she still obeyed.

She sat sideways on the edge of the sofa, her legs together, her feet lightly on tiptoe, gripping her skirt in unease.

The black silk stockings made her legs look even longer and more seductive.

"What... exactly are you trying to do?" Shen Jiaojiao finally couldn't help asking softly.