A High-Quality Life After I Transmigrated into a Book

Even in the apocalypse, when supplies are scarce and a mouthful of clean water is a luxury, Li Youyou still refuses to eat dinner without red wine. For a delicate beauty this fussy to survive at all is a miracle. The base's big shot, out scavenging for supplies, takes one look at her and flicks his chin at his men. "Take her too!" Several months earlier, Li Youyou was sitting alone on a high pile of rubble, drinking wine, when she spotted a heavy off-road vehicle charging through the distance, zombie brains smeared across its hood. The door flew open, and a young man in a bulletproof vest dashed into the sandstorm. His arms were muscular, his waist firm. Wasn't he the heartthrob she'd secretly loved back in the day? From then on, Li Youyou planned carefully and tried again and again until the big-shot heartthrob finally abducted her, thinking she was a pitiful little thing. Now there's just one problem: How can an incredibly awesome person like me keep up the helpless-little-thing act in front of the big shot? Theme: