Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

"Okay! Let's go back to the living area first."

Forced to stop, Wu Lang patted Da Zhuang's dog's head, Da Zhuang barked twice, stood up reluctantly, and ran back to the living area first as if leading the way.

Wu Lang pushed the cart and led Wang Kexin into the living area, followed by him.

When Wang Kexin walked into the living area, he couldn't help exclaiming again: "This..."

Large living room, spacious and bright open kitchen, sofa, carpet...

It's all there.

It seemed that Wang Kexin was a little autistic.

Not to mention her refuge, even the villa she lived in before the cataclysm was not so bold.

Is this doomsday survival?

"Is this what you told me online that life in the shelter is too hard?"

If such an environment is called hardship, then what is her refuge called?

kennel?

Wang Kexin glanced at Da Zhuang, who came in first, squatting on the ground, with the Persian carpet under his buttocks, Wang Kexin consciously denied his own judgment.

It's not a kennel, it's not even a kennel.

"It's unimaginable for you to live in a shelter. You'll know it later. Let's not talk about it. You take a rest first. I'll take the things out of the car and talk about it."

When Wang Kexin was feeling emotional, Wu Lang had already moved the things on the cart to the ground. At this time, he pulled the cart, said something to Wang Kexin, and then returned to the top of the shelter.

After going back and forth nine times, I finally moved the contents of the car to the living area.

After wiping off her sweat, when she looked at Wang Kexin again, she had already leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

"It's really hard for her!"

After going through so many things in one day, his nerves were tense all the time. Now that he was back in the shelter, even Wu Lang was a little sleepy, let alone Wang Kexin.

Without waking her up, Wu Lang found a blanket and covered Wang Kexin's body, and continued to arrange the items he brought back.

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Chapter 58 This woman has something

At a quarter past eight in the evening, Wu Lang made dinner.

He said to Da Zhuang who was constantly courting him, "Da Zhuang, go and wake up your mistress."

At this moment, Wang Kexin was lying sideways on the sofa, sleeping very soundly.

The waterfall-like hair naturally hangs down in the air along the sofa, and the previously frowning brows are also relieved.

Everything is as quiet as the years, it is so peaceful.

Even the mouth with closed eyes and the saliva flowing from the corners of the mouth added some color to this tranquility.

At this moment she is dreaming!

In a dream!

It was a sunny day, and she had just finished enjoying the delicious food in the restaurant with elegant scenery, and she was walking out of the restaurant at this time.

Suddenly the sky began to rain lightly, and the raindrops hit her face.

No matter how she hides, the raindrops are like a tracker installed, and they go straight to her face.

After a while, the whole face was covered with rainwater.

She felt that God was specifically against her, otherwise why would the rain fall on her alone when there were many people around.

She was so angry that she punched Da Zhuang directly on the head.

"Wang..."

Da Zhuang felt so wronged, didn't he let himself wake up the hostess?

I used to wake up my master like this every time, why was I beaten by the hostess this time!

He has never experienced such a thing in his short life as a dog. He didn't understand, and asked the hostess loudly, "Wow, woof..."

This sudden roar directly woke Wang Kexin from his dream, and even Wu Lang, who was busy putting food on the table next door, turned his head to check the living room.

"Da Zhuang?"

With sleepy eyes and a hint of doubt, Wang Kexin touched his face with his hands, and felt nauseated immediately when it was wet.

"Ah! Da Zhuang, you licked my face just now?"

Hearing this cry, Wu Lang hurried over from the living room, "What's wrong?"

"Da Zhuang licked my face!"

"I thought it was on fire! Didn't I just lick my face? It's okay, Dazhuang has been vaccinated with all kinds of vaccines."

Wu Lang stopped his feet and said, "When you wake up, go wash your face and eat!"

After speaking, Wu Lang pointed to Wang Kexin to the bathroom.

......

Seeing Wang Kexin limping and rushing into the bathroom quickly, Wu Lang waved to Da Zhuang: "Come over for dinner."

After serving Da Zhuang well, Wang Kexin came out of the bathroom.

Wu Lang pulled away the chairs at the dining table, and after inviting her to take a seat, he sat opposite her.

Wang Kexin sat down, looked at the steaming three dishes and one soup in front of him, and his stomach growled in disbelief.

cuckoo...

"Drink a bowl of soup to nourish your stomach first."

After receiving the radish rib soup handed over by Wu Lang, Wang Kexin asked curiously, "Just the two of us for dinner?"

"There are only two of us in the shelter for the time being."

"What about Ling'er?"

Wu Lang glanced at Wang Kexin, thought for a while and said, "Since you have already lived in the refuge, it is necessary to introduce the members of the refuge to you."

"First of all, I would like to formally introduce myself to you again, the owner of this refuge. You can call me Angkor, Langge, or husband in the future, but I don't want to be called a little toothpick that does not conform to the facts. Heard, if you still hear it from your mouth, it will not be better than before."

"Big Zhuang! The guardian beast of the sanctuary works part-time as a cute pet seller, come to Da Zhuang to say hello to your mistress."

Hearing his master calling him, Da Zhuang raised his head from the food bowl and called out to Wang Kexin twice, then quickly lowered his head and started eating.

"There is also Linger, the housekeeper of the refuge, Linger said hello."

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice sounded from the speaker in the restaurant: "Hello! Master, what should I call this lady?"

"Let's call her Xinxin for now!"

If it is not appropriate to call him the master, it is easy to confuse him with his own name;

If it was called the hostess, Wu Lang felt that it would sound awkward, so he finally took a middle title, and by the way, subtly consolidated his position in this refuge.

"Hi Xinxin, welcome to the shelter!"

"Hi Linger, nice to meet you! Don't you have dinner together?"

"Thank you for your invitation. Ling'er doesn't need to supplement various compounds, just enough energy!"

"Energy? Intelligence?"

After listening to Linger's answer, Wang Kexin asked Wu Lang curiously, "Is this an elf, Xiaobai...or Alpha or something like that?"

"You can go to a more advanced direction!"

"A more advanced direction?"

The chopsticks Wang Kexin was holding had dropped on the dining table at this moment, and he looked at Wu Lang in disbelief.

"This...this...isn't this artificial intelligence?"

"You still know artificial intelligence?"

Originally, he just wanted to tease Wang Kexin, but she guessed it right away. Wu Lang looked at her thoughtfully.

Wang Kexin didn't notice Wu Lang's actions, and was immersed in the news, muttering to himself: "It can't be artificial intelligence! Didn't it mean that artificial intelligence is still in peripheral research?"

Hearing Wang Kexin's words, Wu Lang had further guesses in his mind.

Before recognizing the exoskeleton, he decided that he had never seen this model. At that time, Wu Lang didn't pay much attention to it. Now he can be sure that artificial intelligence has not been successfully researched...

It seems that this woman has something!

"How do you know that there is no research success?"

"My dad told me!"

"Who is your father?"

When Wu Lang asked this question, Wang Kexin buried his head in silence and did not answer.

"Now you also know the members of the refuge, the food is cold now, let's eat first."

She didn't get entangled in this issue. Wang Kexin naturally had a reason for not saying anything, and Wu Lang didn't force others. It's amazing. This is another sad story.

Wu Lang took out a bottle of unfinished red wine and two glasses from the bar, poured the wine, and handed it to Wang Kexin who bowed his head and sipped.

"Drinking some wine will help blood circulation, and the injury will heal faster;"

Wang Kexin glanced at Wu Lang gratefully, thanking him for not forcefully asking himself, looking at the wine glass Wu Lang handed over, he whispered, "Thank you!"

"Eat first, rest early after eating, and heal your injuries. I will show you the entire shelter tomorrow."

"it is good!"

......

After the two finished their meal, they rested in the living room for a while. Wu Lang brought Wang Kexin to the bedroom: "You will sleep here at night!"

Wang Kexin walked into the bedroom, seeing that the whole room was obviously being used frequently and the men's items in the room, she was a little hesitant.

"I'll sleep here tonight, how about you?"

"I'll sleep here too at night!"

"But... that... I'm not ready yet!"

Wu Lang spread his hands together, expressing helplessness.

"This is the only bedroom in the entire shelter. Of course, you can also choose to sleep on the sofa. I think the bed is for sleeping here anyway."

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Chapter 59 Practical and Meaningful

Wang Kexin became an ostrich once again.

The whole face was burned hot.

Seeing that Wang Kexin didn't make a sound, Wu Lang still thought that she chose to acquiesce, and then said: "Do you think you should wash up and go to sleep, or should you pack up the things you brought over first?"

"I just fell asleep and I'm not sleepy now, I'd better pack up my things first, if you feel sleepy, go to sleep first!"

Wu Lang felt a little funny.

But he is a professional and generally doesn't laugh unless he can't help it.

"Then pack your things first!"

Wu Lang took Wang Kexin into the cloakroom, where Wu Lang put her personal belongings.

When Wang Kexin walked into the cloakroom, he was shocked by the rows of unopened new clothes in the cloakroom.

"This..."

I'm afraid it's wholesale!

"Is this the cloakroom?"

Ever since entering the shelter, Wang Kexin had been shocked for countless times, but this time she was able to recover so quickly because she had immunity.

But when she looked at the cloakroom like a small warehouse, she was still shocked.

I'm afraid that those celebrities' homes don't have as many clothes as here!