Strategy to Capture Men: 123.123

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Ding Yao knocked on the door of the next room, and Han Yanyan opened the door and invited him in.

This was the first time Ding Yao entered Han Yanyan's room and glanced around. Although the furniture is still the same, it has obviously been rearranged by Han Yanyan. Compared with the standard "luxury suite" feel of Ding Yao's residence, it obviously has a more feminine atmosphere.

It suddenly feels like a home before the end of the world.

Ding Yao was a little surprised, but not surprised.

Han Yanyan has been joining Thunderbolt for three months. Given her incomprehensible character, this kind of femininity is a bit surprising. But thinking about the white skirt she often wore, Ding Yao's mouth twitched, and he was no longer surprised.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

If it hadn't been for Han Yanyan this time, although he himself might have been able to escape, the team members would have been annihilated. He and she narrowly escaped death from dozens of advanced mutant zombies, and both were seriously injured. Fortunately, Sun Lijun, who was accompanying the team, was still in full condition. He tried his best to treat them with all his powers and brought them back from the hell. However, the two of them lost too much blood and consumed too much supernatural power. They still felt weak until they returned to Nanling.

"Much better." Han Yanyan stepped aside to invite him in and asked, "Milk powder? Tea?"

Although the milk powder is expired milk powder and the tea is old tea that is several years old, it is a enjoyment that only a few people can enjoy in this apocalyptic world.

Ding Yao said: "No, I will come over and see you."

Han Yanyan took an empty cup and condensed half a cup of white water for him. Ding Yao took it, took a sip casually, put it aside, and asked: "Has your ability improved?"

Superpowers are often used too much, and after reaching the final limit, they can often break through.

Han Yanyan did not answer, but asked first: "What about you?"

Ding Yao stretched out his hand, and the glass he had casually put down appeared in his hand. Distorting space and retrieving objects from afar, he revealed the last trump card that he had kept hidden in his previous life and showed it to Han Yanyan.

Han Yanyan smiled. As she smiled, the air in the room suddenly became cold, and the skin on Ding Yao's cheeks felt the sting of ice. But Han Yanyan immediately stopped. The cold feeling was quickly swallowed up by the heat that had not yet dissipated.

The cold air turned into water vapor and covered his face. Ding Yao wiped his face and asked: "How much effort did you use?"

Han Yanyan stretched out a finger and gently poked the muscles of his arm, like a lover's teasing.

Ding Yao glanced at the slender white finger and asked: "How much effort does it take to freeze the entire room?"

Han Yanyan punched Ding Yao in the face. Ding Yao reacted quickly, turned his hand to block the punch, and held it tightly. Han Yanyan's fist was a whole circle smaller than Ding Yao's, and he wrapped it with his hand. The two of them wrestled silently for a few seconds before letting go.

"That's it?" Ding Yao asked.

"Yes." Han Yanyan said happily.

The two of them knew each other well.

This is the trust finally established after life and death.

It has been several years since the end of the world. Ding Yao had many companions and many subordinates. There is a strong hand among them, whom he regards as his right-hand man. They follow him and assist him. He led them and often saved their lives.

For the first time, there was someone who could fight with him to the end in that dangerous situation.

Ding Yao clearly remembers what happened two days ago.

Blood flowed from his forehead, blurring one eye. The remains of zombies and the corpses of companions are everywhere. The companions who were still alive were either lying on the ground dying, or they dragged their seriously injured bodies to a corner to hide.

But behind him, his behind is hot.

You can feel that she is petite and slender, and she is a head shorter than him. But her back was pressed against his, never taking a step back.

This was the first time Ding Yao felt that a woman could be so powerful and hard. He was back to back with her, knowing in his heart that he didn't have to worry about what was behind him.

There is really no need to worry, in that last thrilling moment, her ice shield saved both of their lives.

It was at that time that Ding Yao knew that he could no longer treat her as an ordinary companion. He really began to want to get to know her well and deeply. Understand her as a person, rather than simply understanding her origins, background and abilities.

"Very strong." He praised.

Based on the fact that she lowered the temperature of the air in just a few seconds and the "quantity" of the powers she used, her true power is indeed worthy of Ding Yao's praise.

Han Yanyan was not modest, she smiled openly with her pale pink lips.

This is really inconsistent. She has the face of a girl, but with the aura of a royal sister, she is like a mystery.

Ding Yao stared at her eyebrows and suddenly changed his address to her and asked: "Yanyan, are you twenty? Where are you from?"

Han Yanyan made a soft nasal sound, raised her chin slightly, and asked: "Then do you want to ask me who I have met? What things have I experienced?"

Ding Yao looked into her eyes.

Han Yanyan didn't even bother to make up any more stories. She has no intention of falling in love with him in this world, so there is no need for these content to decorate her personal image. She said directly: "I can only answer, yes. And, I don't want to mention it again."

How lazy.

Ding Yao stared at her.

Han Yanyan could see her face in his bright eyes. He stared at her for so long that she even began to reflect, why did she give herself such a young face?

Probably, on the one hand, it’s because her years have passed and she misses her youth, and on the other hand, it’s because the men in her hometown always love women for their youth, right? It's just a pandering.

This face showed youth and sedimentation at the same time. This combination seemed mysterious to Ding Yao and attracted him deeply. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her face... but didn't touch it.

Han Yanyan raised her palms on the side of her face to block Ding Yao's hand.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other silently, one expressing desire and the other conveying rejection.

Before the end of the world, Ding Yao was a white-collar elite, with a car and a house, young and handsome, and many women wanted to trap him. After the end of the world, he became the leader of a group of strong people. He was the strongest among the strong. He could decide the life and death of others, and he could also give others the greatest protection. Even more women want to knock him down than before.

It is true that Ding Yao almost never encountered rejection. Occasionally, it was just a rejection.

But Han Yanyan was obviously not, her eyes were clear and cold. When she looked at him, she was only looking at a person, not a man.

Ding Yao then took back his hand, put it in his trouser pocket, nodded slightly, and said, "Have a good rest, and you won't go out for the time being."

When he wanted to turn around and leave, Han Yanyan called "Ding Yao" to stop him. She asked: "Does the team need to make some adjustments?"

Ding Yao paused slightly and asked: "What do you think?"

Han Yanyan was not polite to him and said: "The first team needs to replenish people and recruit. The captain of the fourth team has just disappeared, so we have to arrange people. The captains of each team have always led the same group of people through life and death to develop revolutionary friendship. , it’s not a good thing if it takes a long time. It’s better to take this opportunity to mess them all up and rearrange them.”

"And..." she said calmly, "I also want to take care of people myself. I think I...have the qualifications."

Even though he had just experienced rejection, Ding Yao actually still wanted to keep her by his side. But as a leader, he not only knew that the advice she gave was correct and effective, but he also knew that when a capable person like her had the desire to move forward, it would be counterproductive to forcefully suppress it.

He nodded and said: "We will rearrange the arrangements when the third team comes back."

He glanced at her, paused, and then said, "You can choose the person you like first."

"Okay." Han Yanyan smiled very sweetly and gave the eviction order, "...Good night."

Ding Yao glanced at her, turned around and went back to his room.

Ding Yao lay down and looked at the dim ceiling. What came to his mind was Han Yanyan's expression when she blocked his hand. Her eyes were calm and unwavering, with no joy, pride, impatience or disgust, as if everything was just normal, just like drinking a glass of water or eating a mouthful of rice.

There have been rumors in the team that Han Yanyan and Qi Tongtong are lesbians. If true, that would seem to explain everything.

Ding Ding Yao stared at the ceiling, feeling that this was not the truth.

She is an enigma.

Because it is a mystery, it is fascinating.

He closed his eyes, always feeling hot on his back.

Han Yanyan didn't have to worry about the rearrangement of the members of each team. She just gave Ding Yao the list of people she wanted. She asked for Qi Tongtong, who has the wood power, Xie Hao, who has the space power, Sun Lijun, who has the healing power, and some others.

But among these people, only Sun Lijun is considered a top-notch superpower, and he is not a combat type. Ding Yao gave her all the people she wanted.

When he talked to these people one by one, he noticed that when he was told that he would become Han Yanyan's team member, no one, including Sun Lijun, was dissatisfied. Almost everyone accepted it happily. .

It only took Han Yanyan a few months to establish his prestige and popularity in Leiting.

Ding Yao was busy splitting up and reorganizing, breaking the personal power gradually formed by several captains. Han Yanyan was much more leisurely. She took Xie Hao to go shopping.

The summer heat is fading and autumn is crisp. In this world where industry has come to a standstill, the sky is as blue as a gem. Han Yanyan thought, if every man had spatial powers, how easy it would be for ladies to go shopping.

Everything was bartered in the market. When Han Yanyan went out, she asked Xie Hao to take with her all the "savings" she had accumulated for several months that were difficult to preserve. The hard currency is, of course, food.

Xie Hao was not good-looking and had been single before the apocalypse. He never expected that he would have the opportunity to go shopping with a woman after the apocalypse, and he followed her diligently all the way. He soon discovered Han Yanyan’s intention——

When Han Yanyan sees quilts, cotton-padded clothes, down jackets and the like, he will come forward to trade. She exchanged food that was not suitable for long-term storage for winter supplies.

Given her position above almost everyone in the team today, she would not be lacking these things. And she changed too many. It's early autumn now, and the prices of these things that can only be used in winter are unaffordable. A pack of handmade bread made in the canteen can be exchanged for six or seven thick quilts.

She, what does she want to do by collecting these?

Xie Haoshen followed Han Yanyan around blindly. Han Yanyan walked to a street stall. The stall owner had several down jackets placed in front of him. They looked very thick and durable. Han Yanyan squatted down and pinched one sleeve. Unexpectedly, the other sleeve of the down jacket was pinched by someone else at the same time. The two people used force at the same time to pull up the down jacket.

The other party was slightly startled.

Han Yanyan raised her head and squinted her eyes slightly in the sunlight.

The young man squatting diagonally across from her had a dark complexion. In early autumn when most people wore long sleeves, he still wore a tight-fitting camouflage short-sleeved T-shirt. The muscles of his arms and chest stretched out the shape of the T-shirt.

There is a submachine gun on his shoulder, a pistol on his waist, a leather belt on his thigh wrapped in camouflage pants, and a dagger tied on it.

He also looked at Han Yanyan.

Han Yanyan put on a long-sleeved sweater when she went out. Underneath was her iconic white skirt, which was highly recognizable. Xie Hao walked with her all the way down, and there were many discerning people on the street. They knew who she was based on this white dress - the name Han Yanyan had become a well-known figure in the Nanling settlement.

The young man smiled, revealing his white teeth in the sun: "Miss Han from Thunder?"

Han Yanyan likes men with high nose bridges, tough lines, strong but natural-shaped muscles, eight-pack abs, thin waists and long legs. Even though the young man was squatting with one knee on the ground, she could see that there was nothing that did not meet her preference.

Han Yanyan also smiled, combed her temples, and said, "Please call me Captain Han."