157: Is our commander a pervert?

That night, Pan Han, Uncle Cheng, Old Master Wang, and Wang Cheng all slept soundly.

The next day, Pan Han woke up early and went for a morning run downstairs.

He planned while running.

His itinerary for the next twenty-odd days was mostly set: the base would be the priority, the film company secondary, and in between, he’d find time to take 10 vials of medicine to the lab and get some gold to exchange for money with Uncle Cheng.

“Hoo, hoo, hoo.” After running ten kilometers, Pan Han found a place to rest. He checked his watch; it was not yet 8 AM.

“Today, I need to find Qin Laoda and make a training plan. I need to see where improvements are needed.”

Thinking of this, he drafted a message for Yan Xiaoli and Wang Doudou, telling them he would be traveling frequently and entrusting the affairs in the capital to them.

The two women had gradually grown accustomed to Pan Han’s sudden disappearances and no longer questioned them.

Pan Han returned home, showered, changed his clothes, applied some fragrance, and chanted a spell.

Space rippled, and he appeared in the small room on the second floor of the base.

The room was empty at the moment, the bed neatly made and clean, with a faint, pleasant scent.

“Looks like Cheng Xiao is out,” Pan Han smiled faintly, but this time he wasn’t in a hurry to leave. Instead, he sat on the sofa and began to eat breakfast.

He took out soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu pudding, tea eggs, and small pickles he had bought from the roadside from his spatial storage.

Heh, being able to eat these things in the apocalypse was comparable to being an emperor.

Seeing the table full of breakfast, Pan Han’s appetite greatly increased, and he quickly devoured everything.

“So delicious!” Pan Han let out a sound of pure satisfaction.

After this period of time, he had become very accustomed to life in the apocalypse.

Here, he had a lover, a team, a base, a goal, and a system.

Killing zombies was a given, and no one cared if he killed people; he could do as he pleased, act as he wished.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen fried dough sticks were gone, and two large bowls of tofu pudding were empty.

“So, salty tofu pudding is still the best,” Pan Han wiped his mouth and let out a satisfied burp.

Two tea eggs and a portion of small pickles remained on the table.

“Cheng Xiao, Cheng Xiao, come up to the second floor quickly,” Pan Han picked up the walkie-talkie and called out on the public channel.

“Oh, Commander, you’re back! I’m coming right away,” Cheng Xiao immediately replied. She was currently discussing the settlement of new recruits with Wei Monk.

“It seems our Commander is in a hurry!” Wei Monk chuckled, watching Cheng Xiao rush away.

“Commander’s back! Commander’s back!” Second Sister had just finished changing Old Fifth’s bandage. Hearing Pan Han’s call, she happily hugged Old Fifth.

“Seventh Sister, take it easy!” Old Sixth also shouted on the public channel.

“Commander, when you’re done, I’ll come find you,” Qin Zhong was very sensible, clearly prioritizing matters.

“Chirp, chirp!” Mountain Top Rabbit also snatched a walkie-talkie and shouted twice.

“Why is Rabbit cheering for me?” Pan Han was bewildered. He had only asked Cheng Xiao to come up and eat tea eggs.

“How come everyone’s acting so strange after a few days?”

Just as Pan Han thought this, Cheng Xiao pushed the door open and threw herself into his arms.

“I missed you so much,” Cheng Xiao whispered sensually, biting Pan Han’s ear.

“I suspect you’re in the mood, but I have no proof,” Pan Han didn’t waste words, reaching directly into her clothes.

“Mmm.”

However, Pan Han stopped there, teasing her slightly before letting Cheng Xiao go.

“Come, let me show you something good,” Pan Han pointed to the tea eggs on the table.

“My heavens, are these eggs?” Cheng Xiao had only seen Pan Han when she entered. Now, following his gesture, she saw the tea eggs, and her mouth instantly formed an ‘O’ of surprise.

“These are tea eggs!”

“What are tea eggs?” Cheng Xiao tilted her head, trying to recall, but had never heard of them.

“Huh, you haven’t seen them here?” Pan Han was a bit surprised. He had only assumed that it was normal for people not to have eggs after being in the apocalypse for so long, but he hadn’t expected them to have never heard of tea eggs.

“I’ve heard of tea and eggs, but not tea eggs,” Cheng Xiao blinked her eyes, then swallowed an unknown liquid. She leaned slightly forward, her hands involuntarily reaching for the tea eggs.

This posture was fine, but the important thing was that she habitually clipped her walkie-talkie to her back pocket, and inadvertently, the call button was pressed.

Thus, the following conversation was broadcast on the public channel:

“So, you’ve never seen such an amazing egg?” Pan Han, seeing Cheng Xiao’s reaction, prepared to educate her.

“Never. Is it good?”

“No way! I saved two big ones for you. Hurry and try them.”

“Mmm.” Cheng Xiao had been waiting for him to say that. She quickly picked one up and peeled off the shell.

“Oh my, why is it dripping? Huh, the color is a bit dark.” As soon as Cheng Xiao peeled the shell, tea juice dripped all over her hand.

“Oh, this is the essence, don’t waste it, hurry and taste it,” Pan Han’s favorite way to eat them was to peel a small opening and suck the juice inside. Seeing Cheng Xiao’s hand dripping, he worried for her, afraid she wouldn’t experience the perfect tea egg.

“Slurp.” Cheng Xiao quickly licked the tea juice from her arm.

“How does it taste?” Pan Han watched her nervously, afraid she wouldn’t like it.

“A bit salty,” Cheng Xiao had just taken a sip and immediately entered a new world, her eyes wide.

“Hehe, do you like it?”

“Mmm, I never thought it could be paired like this. It’s very savory, so novel,” Cheng Xiao nodded repeatedly.

“Then eat the egg. Don’t mind that it’s dark, its taste will absolutely amaze you,” Pan Han was deeply gratified to see Cheng Xiao like it so much. It truly wasn’t for nothing that he saved it for her.

“Gulp.” Cheng Xiao swallowed the tea egg whole. The soft, glutinous yolk, the tender, crisp egg white, and her mouth was filled with the aroma of tea.

“This… this… this taste is too good,” Cheng Xiao started praising it before even swallowing.

“Hehe, I spoil you, don’t I?” Pan Han gently stroked Cheng Xiao’s cheek.

“I need to drink some water quickly, it’s a bit stuck in my throat.” Anyone who has eaten a tea egg knows that swallowing it whole can often cause the yolk to get stuck.

Pan Han took out a bottle of purified water from his spatial storage, opened it, and handed it to Cheng Xiao.

“Gulp, gulp! So satisfying!” Cheng Xiao drank half the bottle in one go.

“Have another one,” Pan Han picked up the other one, peeled it for her, and brought it to her mouth.

“This time, you should eat it slowly.”

“Mhm, mhm!”

Cheng Xiao looked at Pan Han, feeling especially happy that this man was personally feeding her an egg.

She even closed her eyes and took half a bite.

“Oh my, you look so good biting things?” Pan Han realized he had never closely observed Cheng Xiao eating. It turned out that when she closed her eyes, her clear teeth and red lips combined to look so beautiful.

“So, so delicious!” Before, she had swallowed it whole and hadn’t savored the taste, but this time she tasted it.

“If you like it, I’ll make it for you every day,” Pan Han was also very satisfied seeing Cheng Xiao like it so much.

His favorite food, liked by his favorite person—this truly brought him joy.

“Thank you, Commander, you’re so good!” Cheng Xiao couldn’t help but give Pan Han another kiss on the cheek.

“Hehe, I wonder if others will like it too,” Pan Han admitted he was a bit selfish. If no one else had ever eaten it, he should make a large pot and let everyone try it.

The entire base, everyone, heard the entire conversation crystal clear.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, smiling, listening to the live broadcast with great interest.

It was a rare moment of leisure.

But when they heard that he wanted them to try it too, they all exchanged bewildered glances.

Is our Commander a pervert?