"Hey, loser, smoking again? Share and share alike. Hurry up and give me one."
A little brat with a head full of golden hair and barely any meat on her bones stood on the balcony next door to Lin Yubin's. She bared her tiny canine teeth, held out her little hand, and stared unblinkingly at the cigarette burning between Lin Yubin's fingers.
"Hey, loser, the apocalypse is here. We're all going to die, right?"
"No. We won't. At least, not us."
"Hey, loser, do you... like me?"
"I do."
"Then... you should make me yours~"
Her pale, rosy little foot stepped gently into Lin Yubin's palm. In the moonlight, Liu Nannan's little face was clearly tinged with red.
Lin Yubin reached out and drew Liu Nannan into his arms. Her tiny body was as soft as cotton.
Holding Liu Nannan tightly, Lin Yubin rested his chin gently on top of her head and murmured,
"I will make you mine, but not now~"
It's not toxic, although some details are not in place, but it doesn't hurt.