A mere rice bucket.

Chapter 63 The Apocalypse Villainess Refuses the Trope 11

Given Ms. Qiao's presence, Tian Ruanruan dared not cause trouble. She obediently finished distributing water and left, though her heart began to harbor resentment towards Qiao Ci.

"Heh, is it just because she's the daughter of the base leader? If my dad was also named Qiao, Su Ye would surely treat me differently!"

How could Qiao Ci not sense Tian Ruanruan's hostile gaze, yet she paid it no mind.

In the face of absolute strength, forcefully struggling would only lead to self-destruction.

After completing the assigned work, Su Ye followed Qiao Ci directly to her residence.

Wang Zhi was also specially taken care of and assigned a relatively easy task.

When Qiao's father learned that his precious daughter had found a powerless pretty boy, he was so angry that he put down his urgent matters and rushed over with Yu Hao.

Upon seeing Su Ye's upright posture and handsome face, Qiao's father was momentarily impressed by his outstanding appearance, but the thought of him seducing his daughter made him intensely displeased!

"What's your name?"

"How old are you?"

"How many girlfriends have you had?"

"How did you meet my daughter?"

"What stage have you reached?"

"Why are you standing there? Answer!!"

Faced with a barrage of questions, Su Ye for the first time experienced what it meant to be flustered.

But the middle-aged man before him was Qiao Ci's father, and he absolutely could not show him a bad face. After thinking for a moment, Su Ye honestly replied:

"Hello, Uncle Qiao, my name is Su Ye."

"I am 20 years old."

"I have never had a girlfriend."

"We met when Ah Ci went to the city to look for supplies."

"As for our current development, there has been no physical contact."

Originally, his relationship with Qiao Ci was not so close that he would call her Ah Ci, but facing Qiao's father and the watchful Yu Hao, these words slipped out.

After speaking, he glanced at Qiao Ci, fearing she might expose him.

Fortunately, she did not seem displeased or averse.

Watching her "cub" earnestly answer Qiao's father's questions in order, Qiao Ci found it amusing and added with pride, "He's telling the truth."

Seeing his daughter so supportive of the "smelly boy," Qiao's father's face darkened. "Since that's the case, then mind the boundaries between men and women. Ah Ci is not an adult yet, how can you sleep in the same house!!"

Qiao Ci looked at Qiao's father with confusion, her expression slightly dimming. "Then where will he sleep?"

Facing his daughter's displeased gaze, Qiao's father took a while to blurt out, "He'll sleep with me!"

Su Ye looked at Qiao's father with a speechless expression.

Uncle! It's really not necessary!!

Just as he was thinking about how to politely refuse, he heard a particularly pleasant voice:

"No!"

Qiao Ci's small face was set in a very firm tone.

Her "cub" could only sleep with her; even her own father couldn't!

Seeing their expressions, as if he had some peculiar fetish, Qiao's father blushed and reprimanded, "Look at you, have you no feminine modesty!"

Su Ye, unable to bear seeing Qiao Ci scolded, hesitated whether to agree first.

Qiao Ci, however, uttered another startling remark: "Don't be modest, I want him."

This statement stunned everyone.

Qiao's father, unwilling to embarrass his daughter in front of outsiders, could only compromise for the moment.

However, before leaving, he warned Su Ye as if warding off a wolf, "You'd better be clear about what you can do and what you can't. She's still young and simple-minded. You're already an adult, you must take responsibility for your actions!!"

Qiao's father left haughtily. Although Yu Hao was unwilling, he could not change Qiao Ci's decision and followed.

Su Ye stood still, not recovering from Qiao Ci's words, which were tantamount to a confession, for a long time. Looking at Qiao Ci's adorably earnest expression, his heart melted.

This feeling, it felt so good.

The room where Qiao Ci lived had a storage room, and after tidying it up, the space was quite large.

Thus, Qiao Ci and Su Ye worked for two to three hours to clean out the storage room and then placed a soft bed in it.

Looking at the room they had tidied up together, Su Ye felt an extraordinary warmth.

"Thank you." Su Ye looked at her slightly sweat-dampened temples, his eyes twinkling.

Thank you for not holding grudges, thank you for still being here.

"Thank you for what?" Qiao Ci looked at him with confusion.

Su Ye's usually indifferent handsome face couldn't help but curve into a smile. "It's nothing. It's getting late, get some rest."

Qiao Ci looked at the cozy little nest with satisfaction and said, "You get some rest too. If you need anything, just tell me anytime."

"Mm, okay."

Su Ye lay on the soft bed, suddenly feeling that his recent hardships were all worth it, because the destination held her.

The next day, Qiao Ci was still asleep when the aroma of food woke her. Drowsily, she got up and, as if sleepwalking, slowly moved towards the kitchen, following the scent of food.

In the kitchen, Su Ye was frying an omelet. With a casual glance, he saw Qiao Ci walking towards him with her eyes closed, sniffing intently. He couldn't help but chuckle.

How could such a little foodie eat his "dark cuisine" with such an impassive expression?

He gently pulled the sleeve of Qiao Ci's pajamas, drawing her to sit on the living room sofa. His pleasant voice coaxed, "Be good, go wash up first. Breakfast will be ready soon."

Hearing her "cub's" voice, Qiao Ci finally opened her eyes. Perhaps it was his gentle voice or his handsome face, but Qiao Ci stared at him dazedly and nodded like a good child, "Mm-hmm."

Seeing Qiao Ci's soft and cute demeanor, Su Ye couldn't help but reach out and pat the top of her head. After patting, he found the texture surprisingly good and wanted to pat again, but saw Qiao Ci slightly frown, tiptoe, and reach out to mess up his hair before going to the bathroom expressionlessly.

Su Ye touched his messy hair, a helpless yet doting smile on his face. She really wouldn't take any losses.

After washing up, Qiao Ci was more awake and sat at the dining table with little anticipation. Although her "cub's" cooking skills were questionable recently, she still had to grace him by finishing it.

Breakfast consisted of two omelets, a plate of pickles, and preserved egg and lean meat congee.

The omelets and the preserved egg and lean meat congee looked exceptionally good, and Qiao Ci couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.

Taking a small bite of the omelet, the fragrance of the egg filled her mouth. Qiao Ci, with great appetite, finished the omelet and also the delicious preserved egg and lean meat congee.

Then, she put on a stern little face and stared intently at him. "You can cook?"

She had eaten Su Ye's omelets before, and they were completely different from the one before her. Could it be that he had secretly practiced his cooking skills?

Su Ye's gaze flickered, the tips of his ears turning red, trying to pass it off. "Well, I won't intentionally make unpalatable food for you from now on, okay? Don't be angry anymore."

Faced with her "cub's" plea, how could Qiao Ci maintain her sternness? Her expression immediately brightened. "Mm, acknowledging your mistakes and correcting them, you're still a good cub."

Hearing Qiao Ci call him "cub," Su Ye found it surprisingly pleasant to the ear, so he reciprocated, "Thank you, Ah Ci, for your magnanimity."

"Mm." Qiao Ci nodded with feigned seriousness.

Su Ye almost burst into laughter. The more they interacted, the more he realized how serious and cute she was.

Sometimes old-fashioned, sometimes naive, in short, facing her like this, his heart softened immensely.