Monster Girlfriend(Apocalypse) 90

Chapter 90

Xia Weishuang rolled the quilt on the other bed onto herself. It was icy cold, and the coldness instantly woke her up.

She turned on the table lamp and went to lift Sang Lu’s quilt, but she couldn’t move it.

Sang Lu was tightly holding the quilt and was curled up in the bed, as still as a mountain, very innocent, which made Xia Weishuang very angry.

She didn’t know when she had woken up and had come here. Xia Weishuang turned her head and saw that the window was open, and the cold wind was blowing into the room.

She quickly closed the window and no longer bothered with Sang Lu. Calling her was like she hadn’t heard, and pushing her was also useless.

Forget it. I’ll just let Sang Lu have that bed. I’ll sleep on the other one!

Xia Weishuang lay back in the cold quilt, curled up her legs, and only after a long while did she feel some warmth. She closed her eyes and was in a daze, about to fall into a deep sleep—hiss, so cold!

Xia Weishuang was jolted by the cold and suddenly opened her eyes. She rolled over in the quilt and said irritably to the woman who had come to snatch her bed for the second time, “Sang Lu! What are you doing!”

Sang Lu wriggled and occupied the small patch of land that Xia Weishuang had warmed up. She closed her eyes and turned a deaf ear, and even reached out subconsciously to grope for Xia Weishuang’s location.

Xia Weishuang’s mouth was slightly open, and she was so angry that she couldn’t speak.

She reached out to shake Sang Lu, but was instead grabbed by Sang Lu’s wrist and dragged into her arms.

Sang Lu was still wrapped in a quilt, and Xia Weishuang was also tightly wrapped in a quilt, so she couldn’t be dragged into her arms at all, and was stopped by the two layers of quilts.

Sang Lu seemed a little puzzled and pulled again, squeezing the soft quilt tight, her whole person not having the slightest bit of guilt or politeness.

Xia Weishuang frowned and slapped Sang Lu’s hand, pinched her arm, pulled her ear, and pulled her hair. Sang Lu was as still as a mountain and at ease.

Xia Weishuang: “…Are there pigs in the sea too?”

There was no way. She could only frantically shake Sang Lu’s shoulder, shaking that beautiful head back and forth. Her black hair was a mess with the shaking. The amplitude was so large that it made one worry if that head would be shaken off.

Sang Lu finally narrowed her eyes, her shoulders trembled, and she woke up.

“Let me go! Don’t snatch my bed!”

Sang Lu’s eyes were sleepy, and there was no difference between being awake and not being awake.

Xia Weishuang hammered her iron-clamp-like hand and had to raise her voice and repeat it in her ear. Sang Lu finally received the signal. She saw her yawn slowly, and her whole body stretched lazily.

“Cold,” Sang Lu mumbled a word.

Xia Weishuang was both angry and amused. “I’m also cold.”

So Sang Lu continued to drag her into her arms. “Hug, hug, and you won’t be cold anymore.”

Xia Weishuang: “…”

She turned on the table lamp and dragged several thick quilts from the cabinet and covered Sang Lu with them. After a while, the lamp tube became hot. She brought the table lamp closer and said, “This is warmer.”

Sang Lu stretched out a tentacle from somewhere and slapped it on the lamp tube. After five seconds, she slowly moved it away.

She tilted her head, stretched out her two hands, and tried to hug Xia Weishuang, wriggling in the thick quilt.

Xia Weishuang was almost squeezed to death by her.

“Sang Lu!” Xia Weishuang couldn’t bear it anymore and shouted in her ear, “If you do this again, I’ll ignore you!”

This sentence successfully stopped the tyrannical Sang Lu. She widened her eyes and looked at Xia Weishuang in disbelief, not understanding why she had been threatened like this again.

Xia Weishuang coldly pulled her hand away, wrapped herself in the quilt, and returned to her original bed. This bed was by the window. She didn’t know if it was because Sang Lu had been lying on it just now, but it was even colder.

Xia Weishuang solemnly warned Sang Lu, “Don’t come over! Don’t touch me! We’ll talk in the morning!”

Sang Lu slowly turned over, faced Xia Weishuang, and unwillingly curled herself into a ball, only revealing a pair of purple eyes in the pile of snow-white quilts.

After being tormented back and forth all night, Xia Weishuang was extremely tired. She also slept very restlessly, always feeling that Sang Lu would entangle her again when she was not paying attention.

After dawn, the temperature rose, and the sunlight shone in through the glass window. That area was much warmer.

But Xia Weishuang didn’t feel much more comfortable. She didn’t know if it was because she hadn’t rested well, but she always felt a headache, and her whole body was tired and sore.

She was in a daze as she drank a mouthful of cold water to moisten her dry throat. She wanted to sleep a little longer, but her brain was throbbing with pain, and she was constantly tossing between a light sleep and being startled awake.

Her eyes were dry and sore, and she was uncomfortable everywhere. It was only when Bai Qian came to knock on the door that Xia Weishuang was completely woken up.

As soon as she woke up, she saw a shadow in front of her. Sang Lu was squatting beside her, looking down at her.

She was obedient. She did not touch Xia Weishuang, and was squatting in a ball, her back bathed in the warm sunlight. She was obedient and gentle, and the shadow had just the right amount of embellishment, giving her the posture of an angel.

Unfortunately, this was a demon in an angel’s skin.

“You’re finally awake,” Xia Weishuang sat up. Just saying a word made her throat feel dry. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Sang Lu held her cheek, and her eyes were subtle as she looked at Xia Weishuang. She lowered her head and sniffed her.

Xia Weishuang awkwardly took a step back and said, “I’m going to change my clothes. You should move.”

Today was different from the past. The current hygiene conditions were much worse than before. In addition, the temperature had suddenly dropped, so she definitely couldn’t take a cold shower. The stove could only boil a limited amount of hot water every day, so she could only wipe her body. In addition, her clothes could not be changed every day. Seeing Sang Lu like this, Xia Weishuang always felt that she might have a smell on her.

She raised her arm and sniffed, but she didn’t smell anything strange.

Sang Lu fell down in the sunlight, sunbathing for warmth, as lazy as a large carnivorous cat.

After she had changed her clothes, Xia Weishuang went to add clothes for Sang Lu. She seemed to be very afraid of the cold. That was right. Her body temperature was already on the low side, and she was more like a cold-blooded animal than a warm-blooded one.

Sang Lu was quite cooperative. She would raise her arms when she was told to, and stretch her legs when she was told to. It was just that she was squinting her eyes and always looked like she was not fully awake.

After adding the clothes, Xia Weishuang stood up and looked at her silently for a while, then said, “You can continue to rest.”

Because the temperature had dropped too quickly, and there were not many thick clothes on hand, there was no way to talk about “matching.” It was just to keep warm as much as possible…

Xia Weishuang silently withdrew from the room. Only then did Sang Lu belatedly get up and come to the window. She saw her reflection on the glass and couldn’t help but stop.

The monster’s brain, at this moment, couldn’t help but have a worldly question: what kind of person could invent leopard-print long johns?

**

After eating something hot, Xia Weishuang only felt a little better.

She looked quite haggard. Bai Qian said, “Why don’t you go back to sleep for a while?”

Xia Weishuang shook her head and said, “I want to go out for a while. I need a hot water bottle, a heating pad, and more clothes.”

Bai Qian said, “Just these? I can go. Don’t worry, with Coal Ball around.”

Wei Yunlang said, “I’ll go with Sister Qian. I still have to go and move that generator back.”

This trip would take most of the day. Xia Weishuang had nothing to do, so she went to take care of the vegetables and give Mi Lele a lesson.

After noon, Xia Weishuang began to feel a stomachache, and it was getting worse and worse. She suddenly remembered that her period had been delayed for a long time. It might be coming late.

Xia Weishuang quickly went to the toilet to change her sanitary napkin. In the evening, her period had indeed come.

Sang Lu moved with the position of the sunlight. At this time, she had already moved to the side of the wall, and her eyes were always on Xia Weishuang.

Now it was good. Xia Weishuang knew why she wanted to smell her. It was simply… too much.

After Bai Qian and Wei Yunlang came back, they brought a lot of things. Wei Yunlang was tinkering with his radiator in the living room. Bai Qian, on the other hand, connected the few electric warmers she had brought back to the solar generator to charge. She had also picked up two mobile phones without password locks, which could be used to relieve boredom.

Unfortunately, there was no internet, so there was not much use.

The clothes were also distributed to the few of them. When the disaster had happened, it was still a hot summer. There were very few shops that sold thick clothes. These were all old styles that Bai Qian had found from the warehouse.

Wei Yunlang’s radiator modification was not going well, and it would not be completed today. But with the electric warmers and heating pads, at least the bed would not be so cold.

Xia Weishuang gave one of the electric warmers to Sang Lu, and held one herself and placed it on her lower abdomen, with a heating pad on her back. She was not feeling well, so she went to bed early and warned Sang Lu, “Don’t come to my bed tonight.”

This warning had no momentum at all, and even her voice was very weak.

Sang Lu held the warm electric warmer, tilted her head, and said nothing.

In a daze, Xia Weishuang fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she was woken up by a loud shout from the living room.

“Who! Who dares to trespass on my territory… what the fuck! Sang Lu!”

Wei Yunlang was living in the living room. When he found that someone had broken in, he was immediately woken up. When he turned on the table lamp and came out to take a look, he was startled.

The first shout he made had woken up the few of them. Xia Weishuang got up, wearing a warm long-sleeved shirt and pants, and opened the door.

Bai Qian and Mi Lele were one step behind, and also opened the door and poked their heads out.

When the group saw Sang Lu, who was standing by the stove, silence was the Cambridge of tonight.

So… so warm a woman.

She was wearing a red dress, with leopard-print long johns underneath, a dark green windbreaker over it, and striped cotton slippers on her feet. Stylish, incredibly stylish. Warm, particularly warm.

However, after sighing at Sang Lu’s attire, the few of them were attracted by the thing she was holding in her hand.

“Sang Lu, are you hungry?” Xia Weishuang asked in disbelief.

She couldn’t be blamed for having such a thought, because what Sang Lu was dragging was a corpse that she had once said was not tasty.

It was the corpse of the winged man, Liu Kaiyin. It had been hanging on the wall for several days, and there was not a single sign of decay. Instead, it was like dried cured meat.

Sang Lu dragged the corpse to the stove, got close to the warm fire, and shook her head innocently.

“So Sang Lu is awake,” Bai Qian yawned, rubbed Mi Lele’s head, and said, “Since there’s nothing wrong, it’s the middle of the night. We’ll go back to sleep first.”

With that, she covered Mi Lele’s eyes and neatly closed the door, for fear that Mi Lele would see something that would harm her mind.

Bai Qian and Mi Lele had retreated, but Xia Weishuang and Wei Yunlang could not pretend not to see.

So the two of them watched as Xia Weishuang tore off the corpse’s clothes, and her entire hand mutated into a long bone knife and began to dismember the body.

Xia Weishuang/Wei Yunlang: “…”

If we retreat now, is it still too late?

It seemed that it was too late, but fortunately, Sang Lu did not make a mess of the living room, because the corpse did not bleed, nor did it have a rotten smell. She didn’t know if it was because it had turned into a dried corpse.

As she was watching, Xia Weishuang suddenly discovered something different.

She got closer to observe, and sat by the stove to warm herself up.

Sang Lu’s bone knife was a little different from the simple bone appearance before. It had a faint, translucent, colorful light, a bit like the texture of Liu Kaiyin’s skin after it had changed, but it was also a little different.

However, it did give a feeling of being harder and sharper, and cutting up a corpse was as easy as cutting a melon or a vegetable.

Sang Lu continued to cut and chop, and cut a perfectly good corpse into countless pieces the size of a baby’s fist. She didn’t even spare the head… Xia Weishuang looked away, unable to bear to look directly.

“What are you doing?” If it was to dismember the body to vent her anger, it was not that serious. Xia Weishuang knew Sang Lu quite well and knew that she would not have such a strong hatred for others.

Sang Lu tilted her head and said, “I’m making something.”

Since she had said so, Xia Weishuang did not disturb her. She bent down and picked up a piece of the corpse and observed it carefully.

After this corpse had dried up, its structure was also a little different from that of a normal person. The cut surface was very smooth. When she touched it, it seemed to have crystallized.

It had completely transformed from a flesh and blood body into something different.

Wei Yunlang sat on the side, his expression complicated. “I find that you’re getting more and more bold.”

Xia Weishuang looked up, handed the piece of the corpse in her hand to him, and said, “This is different from an ordinary corpse. It’s not scary.”

Wei Yunlang politely declined. “No, that’s not necessary.”

After dismembering the body, Sang Lu began to tinker with the iron sheets again. When Wei Yunlang had been modifying the radiator before, he had piled up a lot of messy things in the living room, including iron wires, iron sheets, and other metal materials.

Sang Lu’s strength was extremely great, and she could deform her fingers. Whether it was turning them into a knife, a hook, or a cone, they were all very nimble and easy to use. Wei Yunlang was so envious that he wished he could pull her to install the radiator with him.

Unfortunately, his courage had not yet reached this point.

Sang Lu easily made the iron sheets into a ball, made an opening on it, and then used an iron wire to hang it on it and pull out a section, and then wrapped it, and wrapped it, and wrapped it, and wrapped it into a hollow iron wire ball.

Inside the iron wire ball was an iron sheet ball, which was fixed in the center. The two balls were hollow in the middle, and Sang Lu had made a small door.

Sang Lu picked up a piece of the corpse, touched the fire in the stove, lit it, and stuffed it into the double iron ball.

Soon, the iron ball became hot, and the piece of the corpse slowly burned and did not go out for a long time. Because there was air between the iron wire ball and the iron sheet ball as insulation, and the iron wire ball part was relatively loose and convenient for heat dissipation, so when she held it in her hand, it only felt warm and hot, and would not burn her hand.

This thing was a bit like an ancient hand stove, but it was more modern and simpler, and it also gave off a smell of roasted meat.

A small ball was just right for two hands to hold. Sang Lu directly stuffed it into Xia Weishuang’s hands to warm her.

Then she peeled off a hard and cold heating pad from Xia Weishuang’s back. “It’s cold,” she said. “This burns for a long time.”

Because she had been woken up in the middle of the night and because of her period, even though she was sitting by the stove, she still felt that her hands and feet were cold. Xia Weishuang held the warming ball and only felt a warm current spread from her hands to her limbs.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, and that he had already understood Sang Lu’s purpose, Wei Yunlang put down the table lamp and said softly, “You guys continue. I’ll go to sleep first.”

For a moment, only the two of them were left in the living room. Sang Lu began to make a second ball.

Xia Weishuang lowered her eyes and looked at the ball in her hand. Bathed in the dim and warm light of the table lamp, and listening to the strange creaking sound from the side, it seemed that it was not so cold anymore.