The 1970s: Rescued After Fleeing My Wedding, I Gained Five Brothers

On her first day after transmigrating to the 1970s, Su Ruanruan was thrown by human traffickers into an earthen house!

Five brutes with fleshy faces closed in. She smashed them with a bowl and kicked at them, but a woman struggling in a wolves' den was only waiting to die.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the door was kicked right off its hinges.

In the bitter wind, thirty degrees below zero, a man in a black military overcoat strode in with a hunting knife. In less than thirty seconds, all five bandits had their jaws dislocated and arms broken. They were dragged into the snow like dead dogs.

His name was Huo Zhan, the living King of Hell in the uninhabited northwest. Everyone's knees went weak at the sound of his name.

In Su Ruanruan's mind, a deadly System was frantically popping up messages:

[Top-tier male specimen detected! Make physical contact with the target for one minute! Reward: insulated tent + 10 heat packs!]

Su Ruanruan: ...You want me to touch this killer?

System: If you don't, you'll freeze to death.

Su Ruanruan gritted her teeth and, as the vehicle jolted, pitched herself into his arms.

Huo Zhan gave her a cold look. "What are you doing?"

Her nose was red, and her voice was soft and trembling. "I... I'm cold."

The man fell silent for a moment, then pulled his coat collar higher. He didn't push her away.

From then on, Su Ruanruan used the System's daily sign-in rewards to stock up on supplies during the day, then schemed every night to snuggle up to him and make contact. Heat packs, compressed biscuits, padded coats and shoes... More and more things appeared out of thin air.

Huo Zhan never asked a thing.

But his eyes said, I have my eye on you.

This woman was full of secrets, and she wasn't getting away from his territory.