Chapter 22: Rice with Canned Food, Truly Satisfying

When Tang Ying heard the sound of the door opening, she immediately sat up in bed.

"I'm back."

As Zhang Cheng's voice came through the door into the room,

Tang Ying's nervous heart instantly calmed down.

After Zhang Cheng brought his things inside, he closed the door and lit a candle in the living room.

These candles were originally souvenirs Tang Ying brought back from a trip.

Now, they served as a source of light during the night.

Tang Ying came out of the bedroom and saw Zhang Cheng covered in blood stains, making her ask anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Cheng replied calmly and seriously, "I was bitten by a zombie."

It was true, although not from tonight.

"Ah!" Tang Ying's mind buzzed, as if everything was over.

Seeing her scared look,

Zhang Cheng didn't continue to frighten her: "Just kidding, you were scared, weren't you?"

"Hmph!" Tang Ying pouted, her coquettish demeanor immediately arousing Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng said, "Help me wash my back."

"Okay." Tang Ying didn't refuse Zhang Cheng.

During these days living together with Zhang Cheng, she had experienced many strange positions.

Before entering the bathroom, Zhang Cheng specifically reminded, "Remember to wear thigh-high stockings and high heels."

This man... always asking her to do strange things.

Tang Ying went back to the wardrobe, picked out a pair of unworn black thigh-high stockings, and a pair of black high heels.

The 11-centimeter heels.

Tang Ying, already 171 cm tall, was almost as tall as Zhang Cheng with these heels.

But she knew Zhang Cheng was a leg and stocking enthusiast.

He always couldn't keep his hands off her long legs.

When Tang Ying entered the bathroom, Zhang Cheng had already stripped, filled with vigor.

She also saw a whole box of unopened Durex condoms.

It seemed he planned to use them all tonight.

Men always have naughty things on their minds, it must be like this.

...

When Tang Ying woke up, she already smelled the aroma of rice.

Yes, it was indeed the scent of rice.

It must be the rice Zhang Cheng brought back last night.

Tang Ying put on a nightgown, too lazy to tidy up the high heels and thigh-high stockings on the floor, and went barefoot to the living room.

In the living room.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the fragrance of rice filled the entire house.

How long had it been since she smelled the aroma of rice?

Tang Ying and her parents never had the habit of cooking.

So, all the imported kitchenware in the house was just for show.

The rice cooked now was fragrant and each grain was distinct.

Just looking at it made one's mouth water.

"Come sit." Zhang Cheng, in his underwear, beckoned Tang Ying.

Tang Ying obediently sat next to him.

Zhang Cheng served a bowl of rice for Tang Ying, and then for himself.

Next, he opened the canned luncheon meat, canned beef, pickled mustard tuber, and black bean dace on the table...

Rice with canned food.

This taste was so much better than ham sausages with instant noodles.

Especially the beans in the black bean dace mixed with rice, the aroma was indescribable.

And the canned beef.

Not only chewy, but the sauce also burst in the mouth.

The smooth texture.

It was truly satisfying.

Zhang Cheng ate three bowls in a row before putting down his chopsticks and looking at Tang Ying beside him.

By then, Tang Ying had also finished two bowls of rice.

Normally, she didn't eat much.

Today, she let go of her restraint.

Zhang Cheng smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Mm." Tang Ying lay in Zhang Cheng's arms, both leaning on the sofa.

Well-fed and satisfied...

Just as Zhang Cheng's hand started to wander again,

Bang!

Suddenly, a sound of something heavy falling came from outside.