3: Don't do this, warm up! (Please read)

Lu Zheng's movements were too fast, as if he had practiced them dozens of times, flowing like water.

Wen Miaojun regained her senses, her hand already tightly clasped by Lu Zheng.

At this moment, she and Lu Zheng were both wrapped in a large cotton quilt, sitting opposite each other, eyes meeting, their noses less than ten centimeters apart.

The man's scent made Wen Miaojun feel a little dizzy.

She hadn't felt this kind of impact in over a decade.

Subconsciously, she tried to pull her hand free, but found Lu Zheng holding it very tightly, and her cheeks quickly flushed red.

She didn't know if it was because of the heat or embarrassment.

Noticing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Wen Miaojun quickly spoke to break the silence.

"A Zheng, I didn't expect it to be so warm here. How can you still use electricity?!"

Looking at the face so close to him, feeling the cool, boneless touch in his palm, Lu Zheng was also a little distracted.

Hearing Wen Miaojun's words, he finally reacted.

"Oh, do you see that cabinet in the living room? That's an energy storage cabinet. With the current power consumption, it can last for a month without any problem."

As he spoke, he glanced at the instant noodles he had placed on the nearby table, quickly let go of her hand, and brought the instant noodles over.

"Aunt Wen, quickly eat something warm and drink some hot soup. Your body will warm up faster."

The natural gas had stopped working yesterday, and Wen Miaojun hadn't eaten anything warm from last night until now.

Seeing the instant noodles, half-eaten by Lu Zheng, she couldn't resist.

She immediately hugged the instant noodle cup and started eating, even drinking all the soup in one go.

"I'm sorry, I finished it all. Haven't you eaten yet?"

Wen Miaojun was extremely hungry, and only now remembered that these instant noodles were probably for Lu Zheng himself.

She couldn't help but ask with some shame.

Lu Zheng smiled and said:

"It's okay, I'll just make another cup."

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up a tissue from beside him and wiped the corner of Wen Miaojun's mouth.

"There's something dirty."

Lu Zheng showed Wen Miaojun, but she lowered her head, not daring to look at him, her ears all red.

Although she was already a mother of a college student, she had never been in a relationship.

This gesture made her heart race uncontrollably.

"A Zheng, you, don't do that."

She said softly.

Lu Zheng smiled and said:

"Aunt Wen, the quilt has already been warmed by my body. If you feel cold, just completely burrow inside."

"I'll go make another cup of noodles."

After speaking, he left the quilt, put on his jacket, went to the bedside, picked up a cup of instant noodles, opened it, and poured hot water from the thermos.

Immediately after, he boiled water with an electric kettle.

The outside temperature was too low, and even with a thermos, it wouldn't last a day; it would definitely become ice cold.

So he needed to boil hot water frequently.

This was to ensure his body wouldn't lose warmth.

Wen Miaojun huddled in the quilt, with only her head peeking out, watching the busy Lu Zheng, feeling incredibly at ease.

When the power went out, her heart was incredibly panicked.

Calling her son also yielded no answer, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

She knew it was a bit improper for her, a widow, to come to a strong, single young man's house, but it was really too cold, and she could only seek Lu Zheng's help.

It was like before, when she couldn't move things or lost something, she would ask Lu Zheng to help her find it.

She felt that she seemed to have gotten used to the presence of this young man.

Being by this young man's side made her feel that someone in this world still cared about her.

Eating a steaming bowl of instant noodles under the electric heater's breeze made Lu Zheng feel a bit hot.

He took off his jacket, wearing only an insulated vest.

The muscles on his arms, illuminated by the warm yellow light of the heater, gleamed like bronze and iron, full of strength.

Wen Miaojun looked at those arms and couldn't help but swallow.

She quickly closed her eyes; if she kept looking, she was afraid she might do something bad to A Zheng.

After Lu Zheng had eaten his fill, he turned to look at Wen Miaojun.

"Aunt Wen, you rest well here!"

"I need to go down and look for the black fruit that the news mentioned."

Hearing that he was leaving, Wen Miaojun immediately opened her eyes and instinctively pounced, hugging Lu Zheng's arm.

That astonishing sensation made Lu Zheng feel as if he had fallen into cotton.

"No, don't go, it's very cold outside."

At this moment, she was like a helpless stray cat, clutching onto this last hope.

Lu Zheng turned, pulling Wen Miaojun's soft body into his embrace.

He whispered in her ear:

"Aunt Wen, don't worry, I will definitely come back. Wait for me, okay!"

Saying that, he lightly kissed her cheek.

Her body completely stiffened as if petrified, her face flushed with a mix of surprise, shyness, and confusion in her eyes.

It wasn't until Lu Zheng, bundled up tightly, left the bedroom that she finally snapped back to reality.

Then she suddenly shrunk into the quilt, too shy to even show her head.

"A Zheng, he actually kissed me!"

She felt her heart beating so fast.

On the other side, after bundling himself up tightly, Lu Zheng took the entrenching tool he had bought for his collection and quickly rushed from the seventh floor to the third-floor walkway.

Indeed, this area was also piled high with snow, even overflowing into the stairwell.

He didn't hesitate, digging vigorously into the snow.

The snow layer was thick, but fortunately, it hadn't completely frozen into large ice blocks, so it could still be dug out relatively easily.

He didn't dig immediately, but instead used his only skill card.

Detection Art!

Instantly, all the surrounding scenery became semi-transparent.

He could even see some people inside the rooms curled up in their quilts, shivering.

His gaze fell into the snow layer, and he immediately saw many black fruit that were different in color from the snow layer.

Precisely locating the nearest fruit, he quickly dug.

He had ample stamina, digging for three minutes straight, creating a large snow pit.

A black fruit fell into his hand.

But he didn't eat it immediately; instead, he continued to dig until he found the third black fruit, then quickly returned to his room on the seventh floor.

Opening the bedroom door, Wen Miaojun poked her head out from under the quilt.

Seeing Lu Zheng appear, she said joyfully:

"You're back!"

Lu Zheng took off his jacket, quickly burrowed into the quilt, and then hugged Wen Miaojun.

Just as she was about to instinctively pull away, she heard Lu Zheng exhale a cold breath by her ear and say:

"Auntie, it's so cold, let me warm up."

Thinking that she was already occupying Lu Zheng's quilt, Wen Miaojun no longer resisted. Instead, she actively reached out and held Lu Zheng's ears in her hands.

"Is this a bit warmer?"

Wen Miaojun and Lu Zheng exchanged glances, then she lowered her head shyly and asked.

Looking at the mature and charming aunt in front of him, displaying the shyness of a young girl, Lu Zheng felt a bit hot.

It was as if a fire was burning within him.

But he still had his rationality and wasn't clouded by distracting thoughts.

He took out one of the three black fruit placed on the table and handed it to Wen Miaojun.

"Aunt Wen, this is the fruit the news mentioned that can give the body resistance to severe cold. Quickly eat it!"