Busy Farming In the Last Days

Of course, Ji Cha can hardly be scrupulous at this moment, and there is no room for consideration for all mankind for a while. He changed his mind and thought about the preparation of tools.

First of all, harvesting, plowing, weeding, and even spraying pesticides can actually improve production efficiency through corresponding machinery. It is not difficult to convert diesel engines into rechargeable machinery at the current level of technology.

The corresponding irrigation system can be used for watering, and the self-sufficiency of fertilizer production can easily use the compost box to meet the production after forming the entire life circle.

But before this one very important point is: electricity.

After the end of the world, electricity is very scarce, only a few lights are left in the downtown area, and the outside is almost a dead city.

How to solve the power problem is the fundamental prerequisite for all increases in productivity, just like all his ideas above cannot be maintained without power.

The scenery outside the window retreated quickly, and a depressed figure suddenly appeared on the far road, slowly walking down the highway where the vehicle was speeding. Many people die every year because of crossing the highway, but this person's posture and demeanor are too unlike a normal person...

Ji Cha's gaze was immediately attracted. He leaned in to see the other person's face clearly in order to complete his own judgment. However, across the lane, the car was galloping across the lane and before he could see clearly, the man was too late to give him one. The evasive car crashed into the air, and was thrown down softly and lifelessly the next moment.

Ji Cha looked back and wanted to see the follow-up, but before his gaze chased over, a big warm hand suddenly covered his eyes.

"Don't look." Liang Jincheng didn't turn his head, his eyes were still on the road where the traffic came and went, and the voice couldn't even stop. But out of thin air, Ji Cha could hear some comforting meanings, "I can't eat for a while."

Those hands were strong and firm, blocking the possible ugliness outside for him at once, making Ji Cha feel very at ease.

Liang Jincheng’s palm almost touched Ji Cha’s eyelids, making him subconsciously unable to help but blinking his eyes quickly, and his eyelashes ran across Liang Jincheng’s palm. Before Ji Cha could speak, Liang Jincheng slammed his hand like an electric shock. Retracted back.

Ji Cha followed his puzzled gaze and found that Liang Jincheng's ears were a little red.

Five hours have passed since I drove all the way, although there was time to eat, but there was not much rest.

Although it is dark and night in summer, there are only two or three hours left.

Ji Cha wrapped her coat tightly, and sincerely persuaded Liang Jincheng, "Senior, if you are really hot, turn down the temperature of the air conditioner. I wear your coat is really warm."

Liang Jincheng's palm seemed to still have the touch left by Ji Cha's eyelashes just now. There was an itch that permeated from the middle, and he was still reluctant to leave, and he was always upset and clamoring.

His gaze swept across the rearview mirror, Ji Cha was nestled in the passenger seat, his eyes narrowed slightly to look sleepy, and he moved a few times to mess up the hair on his head, dumbfounded. The vertical.

Liang Jincheng's heart was beating wildly, and he almost wanted to cover his chest, too, too cute.

Ji Cha half-squinted his eyes to think about how to better survive in the last days. And Liang Jincheng, even if he can predict the arrival of the end times at this time, sitting with Ji Cha, all he can think of is probably "the 108 tricks of how to get to Ji Cha as soon as possible in the end times."

There are more than five hours before the trip home, but the sky is completely dark.

The car turned off the highway and stopped in front of the hotel near the toll gate.

"Excuse me, there is only one big bed room left in the store." The originally drowsy reception desk was awakened by Ji Cha. At this time, he was looking at Liang Jincheng with blushing cheeks, his eyes dodge and he couldn't help it. I want to look at him more.

"It doesn't matter if the two are men anyway," Ji Cha looked freely, nodding to the front desk, "Just order this, otherwise I can only sleep in the car for a while."

Then he immediately took out his wallet, handed over the banknotes, and turned his head with a little bit of blunt flattery, "Senior will be down today!"

He was free from distractions and was at ease, and rushed straight to flatter him, but Liang Jincheng was dizzy with the surprises he had come along today.

Big, big bed room!

Want to sleep in a room with Ji Cha and a bed? Liang Jincheng's brain was like a wild horse running away, all the way happily, almost replenishing the appearance of Ji Cha with a red cap and waiting for him to lift it up.

Without knowing it, Ji Cha took the room card and walked in front, looking up for the room number corresponding to the room card.

His coat has been taken off, and the white T-shirt is a bit loose. Only when he turns around will he inadvertently stick to his waist, revealing the waistline that makes Liang Jincheng's brain hot.

You can also see Ji Cha taking a bath, so you have to take off your clothes in such a hot summer, right?

Liang Jincheng Junyi had a subconscious smile on his face, and his eyes stared at Ji Cha's figure for an instant, watching him open the door with his key card.

The decoration of the small hotel is average, and the sheets are as expected and dry and hard. Jicha didn't ask for much, so I thought it would be good. The summer weather is just a bit of a walk from the parking lot to the front desk, which is already too hot.

As soon as Ji Cha walked in, he took off his shirt and jumped to the side to take the remote control of the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature to 20 degrees, and muttered, "I'm so hot."

The size of the hotel is so small that ordinary people can't get into Liang Jincheng's eyes at this time, and perhaps falling into the cesspool now can't make him blink. He stood by the door, his eyes tightly wrapped around Ji Cha's figure.

Ji Cha over there lay on her back on the small sofa, facing the air-conditioning wind, closing her comfortable eyes.

His complexion was pale among the boys, and the childish milky color under the orange lights of the hotel at this time seemed hazy and ambiguous. The knees folded on his chest were bent, facing the cool wind direction of the air conditioner, sweeping away the heat brought by the summer heat.

"Cool!" Ji Cha sighed, with one hand hanging casually on the edge of the sofa, and one hand slowly fanning the wind towards her face.

Liang Jincheng's footsteps seemed to be glued to the floor at the door, his fingers holding the wall tightly squeezed the wall, and closed his eyes with deep breathing force.

He knew clearly that if he stepped forward at this moment, he might not be able to control his actions and would do things that would make Ji Cha hate.

A phone ring rang, temporarily interrupting Liang Jincheng's tangled thoughts before and after, letting him breathe a sigh of relief.

Turning around, he pressed to answer, and then Ji Cha opened his eyes and looked over.

It was the company's business. Liang Jincheng went in a hurry without warning. There are still many things to explain from the company.

When he turned around after a call, Ji Cha's hands were on his underwear, his expression tangled.

"I don't know if there are any **** here."

He said that he walked quickly to the closet next to Liang Jincheng with his bare legs, opened the closet and bent over to look inside.

Ji Cha's legs were straight and slender, and his waist sank, and he almost touched Liang Jincheng's crotch with any step. He was unprepared, Liang Jincheng's lack of sanity in his mind was once again drawn away. His hands and Ji Cha's waist were like a single gravitational magnet, and his slender fingertips could hardly resist touching him.

"found it!"

Just when Liang Jincheng’s hand was almost the same size as Ji Cha’s skin, he straightened up suddenly, staggering the trajectory of the two, and turned his head and raised his underwear towards Liang Jincheng contentedly, without paying attention to the forbearance on Liang Jincheng’s face, "Just two. For men, seniors can also take a bath."

He unpacked the underwear while talking, then pulled out a pair of plain underwear, and then stuffed the remaining pair into Liang Jincheng's hands.

Because of this action, Ji Cha's finger inadvertently wiped from the palm of Liang Jincheng's palm, bringing out a hot temperature.

Liang Jincheng walked to the bed and sat down, staring closely at the hazy figure of Ji Cha reflected in the foggy glass. I can't see his whole body clearly, but I can see every movement of Ji Cha bending over, getting up, and rubbing his back.

With the sound of splashing water pouring on Liang Jincheng's heart, he suddenly jumped out of his chest.

When Ji Cha walked out from the bathroom, wiping his hair, Liang Jincheng was shaking off the quilt of the hotel with his back facing him. If Ji Cha pays attention, Liang Jincheng's fingers are deeply embedded in the white sheet. If the sheet is human, he might have been choked to death eight hundred times.

He looked like an extremely picky person. Ji Cha was embarrassed. She stepped forward to sit on the bed and wanted to say a few words with Liang Jincheng, but didn’t want him to speak, so Liang Jincheng quickly turned around and left a sentence, "I’ll go. bath."

The hind foot went into the bathroom.

It's just that although he walks fast, the bag bulged somewhere is still conspicuous.

Ji Cha looked down at her, a little angry.

He actually paid attention to Liang Jincheng all the way in the car today, so he was able to be sure that he should be really talented!

People are more popular than others.

Ji Cha lay down on her back with envy, touched her mobile phone from one side, and turned off the flight mode. The intermediaries who would call him are all off work now, surely no one would be so dedicated, right?

After thinking about it, Ji Cha remembered the connection to the hotel's wifi. At this moment, a text message suddenly popped out from his mobile phone.

"I really want to touch your waist. If you would wrap your legs around me when you kiss you, it's best."

It's still the strange number in the morning.

The first one "I really want to kiss you." was still lying in his inbox.

Jicha copies the number to the browser, and the location displayed by the number is City G.

This time he couldn't help replying, "You sent the wrong text message."

The mobile phone numbers that the school handles for students are all serial numbers. If one number is wrong, it may be sent to someone else's mobile phone.

But Ji Cha didn't expect it, so he immediately replied.

"Jicha, I want to go to you."