Shang Qi grunted. If it weren't for his body being completely covered, he would have loved to kiss his girl.
She was becoming more and more like her past life. He wished she would return to her former self, happy and carefree, not so burdened and carrying so much.
With him around, he wanted her to be happy. He would bear everything for her.
On the reef by the beach, Su Ling and Shang Qi got busy.
After the apocalypse, no one came to the beach reefs. The seafood grew well, and the rocks were covered in a dense mass of it.
A person with trypophobia would probably break out in goosebumps seeing this scene.
But Su Ling's eyes were only on the seafood. She could already imagine several dishes centered around seafood, just by thinking of them: oyster omelets, oyster and tofu soup, stir-fried clams, clams and vermicelli baked in foil, fried goose barnacles in a dry pot… She was craving them.
The seafood was plump and abundant. Su Ling and Shang Qi worked quickly. In just a short while, they had filled their red buckets.
Considering the large number of people stationed at the base, Su Ling put the two red buckets of seafood into her space, then took out new red buckets and squatted on the reef, using a shovel to continue her seafood hunt.
Time passed in a cheerful atmosphere. Su Ling and Shang Qi didn't know how many buckets of seafood they had collected, only that the reefs in the area where they stood were completely cleared of seafood.
After squatting and bending for so long, Su Ling gasped in pain as she straightened up.
Shang Qi leaned down slightly and massaged Su Ling's waist. Her waist was very slender, and Shang Qi's large hand could cover half of it.
His massage was gentle and tender, as if he were afraid of misjudging his strength and hurting Su Ling.
Shang Qi stared at Su Ling's exposed, pale waist, wondering if Su Ling had been this thin in their past life.
After a careful consideration, Shang Qi realized she had always been this way. She ate a lot but never gained weight, always remaining slender and petite.
In their past life, they had less physical contact, and she mostly wore loose clothing, so he hadn't noticed how thin she was.
In this life, with more physical contact and her clothes fitting her more closely, he found her to be very thin.
"Alright, that's enough," Su Ling said, removing Shang Qi's hands from her waist. Where his hands had touched, it felt as if she had been burned, hot enough to make her sweat.
Su Ling looked up at the sun in the sky, then turned to Shang Qi. "We're going back."
Shang Qi grunted, and Su Ling took his hand, leading him towards the shore. He slowed his steps, following behind her.
He wanted to fatten up A Ling, but it seemed her body constitution was just like this; no matter how much she ate, she wouldn't gain weight.
Su Ling walked ahead for a while, but she felt something was off with Shang Qi behind her.
She stopped abruptly and looked back at Shang Qi, her face bumping squarely into his chest, causing her to stagger back a few steps.
Shang Qi quickly reached out, embraced her, and pulled her back, closing the distance between them.
Su Ling rubbed her sore nose. She looked up at Shang Qi. "What were you thinking about, being so absentminded and not talking?"
They hadn't brought an umbrella and were still wearing the same clothes they had for collecting seafood.
Shang Qi wore sunglasses. He lowered his head slightly to look at Su Ling, who was also wearing sunglasses and had her face completely covered.
He reached out, pulled her into a hug, rested his chin on her shoulder, and then tilted his head to look at her. "I was thinking, my A Ling is so thin. Her waist could break with a gentle touch. What am I supposed to do during our intimate moments from now on?"
"If I try my best, I'm afraid I'll hurt or break my A Ling. But if I don't try my best, neither of us will be fully satisfied!"