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Chapter 1232 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (114)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (114)

Hei Bai passed the base's assessment smoothly. The next day, after returning from patrol, he and Tang Wei visited to express their gratitude, bringing gifts with them.

"Thanks to the two brothers who made a special effort to speak with the base, otherwise we really wouldn't have gotten this position. This is just a small token of our appreciation."

It was Tang Wei who spoke again. Hei Bai sat beside him, still not very talkative, but full of sincerity.

The gift they brought wasn't insignificant either; it was an electric blanket.

There were plenty of these things before the apocalypse, but they are hard to find after the apocalypse, especially since the emergence of the crystal core battery. Many previously overlooked electrical appliances that were still usable have been looted clean, leaving almost nothing behind.

Song Ning was very surprised to receive this, because although the electric blanket looked a bit old, it was obviously well maintained. The blanket was fluffy and felt very comfortable. He liked it as soon as he touched it.

However, Song Ning still declined the valuable gift, saying, "This is too precious. This kind of thing is a life-saving treasure. If you want to thank us, you can just treat us to a simple meal. There is no need to bring out such a good thing."

He refused, and Lance, who was sitting next to him, also remained silent.

The items are nice, but if Ningning doesn't want them, then we don't need them.

"Hey, Brother Song, why are you being so polite with us?"

Tang Wei became anxious when he saw that Song Ning refused to accept the money.

"You and Brother Lance have both given us such good jobs, so it's normal for us to give you a small gift. Now that everyone has a Crystal Core Little Sun, this blanket is nothing."

He tried to stuff the blanket directly into Song Ning's arms.

Song Ning was caught off guard when his face was covered by the furry thing, and he felt a little helpless.

"Stop, stop, stop! I really don't want it. Even if you have a small sun, this is too expensive. You guys keep it for yourselves."

"Besides, we just happened to quit this job. He passed the exam because of his own ability."

He genuinely believed that, so even after Tang Wei tried to coax and cajole him until she left, she still couldn't get the item to him.

After the person left, Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

He instinctively leaned into Lance's arms, a warm breath emanating from Lance, and he sighed comfortably.

"It's so warm."

Lance swallowed back the question he was about to ask, "You really don't want that electric blanket?"

If a beautiful woman is in his arms and actively throwing herself at him, he'd be a fool to ask that question again.

However, after hugging her for a while, Lance noticed that Song Ning's hands and feet were still cold. He reached out to wrap them and asked her what was wrong.

Do you want that electric blanket?

"Ok?"

Lift your head from his chest? Song Ning's eyes were clearly showing signs of drowsiness.

"What's wrong? Do you want that?"

His dazed eyes held a hint of annoyance. If he had known Lance wanted it, he should have asked Lance first before refusing Tang Wei and the others.

"Did I refuse too quickly? I should have discussed it with you first."

Because the sleepy voice was a bit sticky and whiny, like a spoiled, self-reproachful whim, it sounded like a kitten meowing, making Lance feel like he was being tickled by a kitten's paw.

"It's okay, it's just an electric blanket. We can change it ourselves, there's no need to take theirs."

He also disagreed with taking such a valuable item, and Lance shared Song Ning's opinion on this point.

"Tomorrow is a trading day, why don't we go together and see if anyone is trading?"

Electric blankets are indeed a good thing, especially since Song Ning needs to take good care of her health now. Even though Song Ning has a crystal core mini-sun when he's not around, her hands and feet are often cold and she can't warm them up.

However, if they actually took it, the favor that Tang Wei and the others owed them would turn into a favor that they owed Tang Wei.

The person in his arms only made a soft "hmm" before falling asleep in his arms. Lance held the person even tighter and used the warmth of his hands and feet to warm Song Ning's hands and feet.

Let Tang Wei and the others owe them a favor. That way, if something happens to Song Ning at home, at least they will be more concerned.

Lance looked at Song Ning's face with pity and placed a kiss on his forehead.

He doesn't care how outsiders scheme against him, as long as Song Ning is doing well.

The next morning, Song Ning woke up and washed up with Lan Si.

Since he fell ill, he has been very careful about his washing and grooming, insisting on using slightly warm water and avoiding cold water altogether.

This is something that even the doctor repeatedly emphasized, saying that Song Ning fell ill because of a fever, and if she were to come into contact with cold water and cold air, then all the effort she had put into nourishing her body would be wasted.

So every night before going to sleep, Lance would put a bucket of water in the crystal core sun so that Song Ning could use it whenever he woke up.

"It's a bit chilly today, wear something warmer."

Lance saw that Song Ning had put on his clothes as usual, so he called him over.

He went inside and soon took out a light pink down jacket.

"I just changed into this one last time; it's warmer, so you can wear this one."

Song Ning glanced at the light pink color of the clothes, and without much struggle, took them and put them on.

The color is a bit pink, but he doesn't dislike it.

Moreover, the fact that it was brought out at this time shows that Lance had prepared it in advance, worried that he would get cold; it was all Lance's thoughtfulness.

"Is it warm?"

Lance pulled him up and put a hat on his head.

Song Ning subconsciously touched it; the hat still had an earmuff on it, and it felt fuzzy to the touch, indicating it was new.

He couldn't help but purse his lips. "When did you make all this?"

He's been sticking to Lance every day for the past two days, so how come he didn't notice these two things?

Lance put the gloves on him and whispered.

"I deliberately wanted to surprise you by leaving it outside, and I only took it back after you fell asleep, so of course you didn't notice."

If Song Ning finds out, then there will be no surprise.

Song Ning's fingers were warmed by a large, warm hand, and gloves were put on them after they had regained some warmth. Song Ning then grabbed Lance's hand in return.

"What about your own? Didn't you change it?"

"It is a bit cold today, you should wear more clothes."

Lance was unusually a little guilty.

He was only focused on the fact that Song Ning was sick and couldn't be exposed to the cold, and he didn't care about himself at all.

However, he wouldn't actually say those words aloud, which would only make Song Ning feel guilty.

He simply pulled her into his arms, the warmth of his body transferring to Song Ning's.

"I'm not cold. If I could, I would like to raise you to be just like me."

The burning heat from Lance's chest made Song Ning's cheeks flush red. He leaned against Lance, listening to Lance's heartbeat, and somewhat agreed with what Lance said.

If he were as healthy as Lance, they could have another strong laborer.