Surviving in Apocalypse with Children

Pei Xi looked as Wen Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen and followed her inside.

 

In the kitchen, Wen Xiaoxiao rinsed the rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook.

 

Then she prepared some dishes to eat. There weren’t many dishes left, but she had a lot in her space.

 

Everything she planted that was edible had already matured.

 

“Sister, is there anything I can help with?” Pei Xi stood behind Wen Xiaoxiao and asked if there was anything he could help with.

 

“No need, just sit on the couch and don’t get in my way.” Wen Xiaoxiao responded coldly.

 

She didn’t like cooking with people she wasn’t close to. It made her feel uncomfortable.

 

This response darkened Pei Xi’s eyes, and he tightly clenched his hands together. His eyes lost their previous vitality, showing a sense of loneliness that didn’t fit his age.

 

He has no family left and is now a complete orphan.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao noticed the silence and turned to look at the sorrowful aura surrounding Pei Xi. She sighed inwardly.

 

Then she opened her mouth and said, “You can go out and watch TV with the children.”

 

Pei Xi nodded. A faint smile seemed to appear on the young boy’s fair face, and his clear eyes showed a faint light.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao didn’t see this and continued to focus on her cooking.

 

Lunch was soon prepared by She cooked a lot of rice, but there were only a few dishes and a soup.

 

In reality, three dishes and a soup weren’t enough for ten people, but Wen Xiaoxiao completely made a sufficient amount that would completely fill their stomachs.

 

Not only does this save time, but it also fills the stomach.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao brought the food to the living room, where Qi Yan and Meng Qing were sitting on the sofa, resting.

 

Pei Xi kept the kids entertained by watching TV, so they didn’t get bored.

 

Bo Yiliang and his three brothers discussed their next steps.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao held the rice for a while and spoke up, “It’s time to eat.”

 

One by one, they went to wash their hands.

 

In comparison, Bai Xiaolian’s situation was not looking good.

 

She hadn’t left with Bai Chi to the base but stayed behind, waiting for rescue because she was afraid of leaving and dying.

 

“Brother Chi, I’m hungry.” Bai Xiaolian looked at Bai Chi weakly and softly, her eyes brimming with tears. Her hands were clutching her stomach, and she looked very pitiful.

 

Bai Chi felt a bit annoyed. Seeing her like this, he wanted to scold her but hesitated, as he didn’t want to be too harsh. He also wanted to say something comforting, but he felt frustrated.

 

They had already finished all the food in the milk tea shop.

 

During this time, they also awakened their power. Bai Xiaolian had a spatial ability that could only store objects. It was limited in size, about 100 square meters, much smaller than Wen Xiaoxiao’s.

 

As for Bai Chi, he gained wind ability with average offensive power, and he had no idea how to use it effectively.

 

Bai Xiaolian’s stomach growled incessantly, indicating she was extremely hungry at the moment.

 

Bai Chi looked at her and said, “Xiao Lian, please bear with it for a while! Maybe my dad has sent someone to find us.”

 

Bai Chi was a rich second-generation child and was liked by his family. Naturally, his father would send someone to pick him up.

 

Bai Chi thought happily, but his expectations were shattered.

 

“Really? That’s great.” Bai Xiaolian’s face lit up instantly. She walked over to Bai Chi, hugged him, and hummed sweetly in his arms.

 

Bai Chi secretly cursed in his heart, “What a little fairy, always so coquettish.”

 

One of the reasons why Bai Chi liked her so much was her unreserved attitude and good skills in bed, which he found very satisfying.

 

Her figure was also excellent, making him unable to resist.

 

Feeling the person in his arms, he couldn’t hold back his desires any longer.

 

Meanwhile, Wen Xiaoxiao’s group was after eating and rested on the sofa.

 

Pei Xi was still feeling a little gluttonous. Wen Xiaoxiao’s food is more delicious than the food cooked by his mother.