Apocalypse: My Companions Are From The 3D District Chapter 11

Chun Li wiped her hand across her red lips, and her pretty face instantly flushed.

Those few stray hairs had finally been noticed by her.

Her cheeks were bright red, but she still forced calm: "Last night I ate canned braised pork with preserved vegetables—this is a shred of preserved vegetable."

To prove her innocence, she steeled herself and swallowed the hair.

The tickling sensation as the hair scraped down her throat tormented her ripe body just like the restlessness Li Pu stirred in her heart.

"Pretty tasty." Chun Li savored it with a straight face.

Li Pu's face reddened slightly; for a moment, he couldn't tell if Chun Li was putting on a brave front or telling the truth.

There was certainly no can of braised pork with preserved vegetables in their backpack supplies. Li Pu gave his master face and kept his mouth shut.

Chun Li covered her mouth and flashed the Woman in Prison Uniform a professional fake smile: "Thank you for saving us."

"At least that slap didn't leave a red mark on my face—that would've been even more awkward," she inwardly congratulated herself. "From now on, when I eat hairy eggs, I'll clean them more carefully."

But Chun Li had just been roused from a spring dream by Li Pu, and her body was still in a terrible state.

She had dreamed of her beloved disciple mercilessly whipping her as she surrendered without resistance. The pain and thrill of the fantasy made her heart bloom, and the old country road in her dream had turned muddy and impassable.

Li Pu watched the unconscious seductiveness Chun Li was radiating beside him and recalled the berserk Chun Li from her Peashooter state; he couldn't help shivering.

"Sure enough, thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger..."

Chun Li had long since shielded Li Pu behind her, the pheromones of her voluptuous body spreading outward.

Li Pu smelled the floral fragrance and reacted physically. Chun Li couldn't feel at ease unless she sensed his body behind her, so she kept leaning back.

And so they pressed together...

Chun Li trembled all over like a startled rabbit.

"This little scoundrel likes it rough?" She glanced at the confused female prisoner ahead, put away her flirtatious smile, forced a cold expression, and subtly rubbed against Li Pu behind her.

Li Pu didn't understand why Chun Li had started this rubbing mode. At a loss, he wanted to pull away, but Chun Li's hand held him in place.

[Chun Li Affection Points +1]

[Current Affection Points: 56/100]

The female prisoner didn't notice that she had become part of this master-disciple couple's play.

A woman and a child—she felt they posed no threat to her, so she responded to Chun Li's conversational attempts in a desultory way.

Chun Li chatted with the female prisoner as if nothing were wrong. Being bullied by her disciple in such a dangerous situation, having to endure humiliation to protect both their safety—the shame of being betrayed by her own master actually satisfied her immensely.

Fortunately, the female prisoner wasn't a bad person; there was no malice in her words.

It was just a pity that her dear little disciple behind her wasn't being very proactive at all.

Chun Li, a martial artist who had reached a certain level, could control every muscle in her body at will. Now she turned Big Peach into a little motor.

Her front was calm and breezy; behind, peach waves surged.

Seeing that Chun Li had no intention of stopping her electric little motor, Li Pu frowned and lightly slapped her butt a few times.

It was meant as a reminder, but those slaps struck the very core of Chun Li's heart, and she worked even harder.

Li Pu laughed in exasperation. No matter how he squeezed, he couldn't stop this raging wave; instead, it only made Chun Li more excited.

He couldn't take it anymore and slapped her hard.

"Smack!" The crisp sound echoed awkwardly in the air.

Chun Li couldn't contain herself: "Hoo!"

For a moment, her mind went blank, and she didn't want to keep up the pretense anymore.

"You... what's wrong?" The female prisoner, still talking to Chun Li, was startled by her.

Shame pulled Chun Li back from paradise.

"N-nothing... I just thought of something happy..." Chun Li replied with a trembling smile.

Li Pu clearly felt some dampness. Chun Li finally stopped moving, giving him a chance to breathe.

He broke out in a cold sweat. If something had erupted in front of a stranger, it would have been too shameful.

Chun Li's face was rosy, and she panted lightly, drenched in fragrant sweat.

"What's wrong with you?" The female prisoner really thought the woman in front of her was too strange.

Chun Li gave an awkward smile: "Nothing, I've had a heart condition since I was a child, hoo hoo hoo."

Freed from Chun Li's grip, Li Pu finally got a full look at the Woman in Prison Uniform.

White hair, red pupils, eyebrows like distant mountains tinged with indigo, eyes like autumn ripples across water. Yet her gaze was as sharp as a blade. Her proud chest strained the prison uniform, and she stood about one meter seventy-five tall.

"No wonder Chun Li chose to show goodwill—what Chinese person wouldn't be dazzled by this look?" Li Pu sighed inwardly.

This woman was the epitome of Chinese aesthetics, especially the white hair and red pupils—a direct critical hit.

Li Pu laughed bitterly to himself: Right now, I'm like someone with eyes on the bowl and the pot, a total player.

Whether it was the post-rub clarity from Chun Li or the natural tendency of a youth to daydream, he couldn't say.

He ignored the conversation between Chun Li and the female prisoner. Li Pu began to ponder why white hair and red eyes made Chinese people like them so much.

Why were we so tolerant of white-haired characters? She was wearing a prison uniform, so he should have subconsciously felt she was dangerous.

Green hair, red hair, blue hair—other unusual hair colors most Chinese people weren't interested in, some even disliked them.

Could it be because, in tradition, our ancestors believed white hair could be equated with immortals? So there was an Affection Points trait built into the DNA?

White-haired, child-faced immortals; white-browed Daoist masters; white-haired witches.

It seemed like, subconsciously, white hair symbolized purity, nobility, and immense power.

Blonde hair made Li Pu think of golden-haired losing dogs or little girls; black stockings made him think of cold, aloof older sisters.

But white hair seemed to be compatible with an exceptionally strong personality.

Thinking of this, Li Pu could only silently sigh: If only she had dark skin, it would be perfect. White hair, dark skin, red eyes—that would be a killing blow.

The female prisoner's stern voice jolted Li Pu back from his wandering thoughts: "I suggest you leave here as soon as possible. This isn't a suitable place for two women and a child."

"This hospital hides secrets more terrifying than zombies."

With that, the beautiful white-haired, red-eyed female prisoner leaped out the window, not even glancing at their supplies.

The two watched her leave. Chun Li relaxed, no longer tense.

"What a shame, I hadn't seen enough yet. She really was easy on the eyes." Li Pu sounded regretful.

Dropping her disguise, Chun Li turned back and stared at Li Pu with a half-smile, making his hair stand on end.

Chun Li pressed her back against Li Pu, step by step pushing him toward the hospital bed.

"Clang~"

Li Pu was seated on the bed by Chun Li. She was careful, afraid of crushing her dear little disciple, basically in a half-squatting stance to absorb the force.

"My good disciple, did you have fun spanking your master's bottom just now?"

Chapter 18: Chun Li Charged In, Chun Li Threw Herself Away.

"My good disciple, did you have fun spanking your master's bottom just now?"

[Chun Li Affection Points +1]

[Current Affection Points: 57/100]

Chun Li turned around, put away her smile, and sat sideways across Li Pu's body with her plump thighs.

She feigned disappointment, putting on a heartbroken expression: "How did I end up with such a Disobedient Disciple, an ungrateful wolf who betrays his master!"

Now was the time! Launch the full assault! Chun Li's restless heart sounded the charge; she was going to rush in!

Li Pu was a bit confused. If Affection Points went up, why was she acting like this?

I don't know if I'm happy, but you seem pretty happy, old auntie...

One moment angry, the next laughing—Li Pu really couldn't figure out what Chun Li was thinking.

He could only force an awkward smile and explain, "Master, I was trying to get you to stop."

"But you..."

Chun Li immediately remembered her uncontrollable vibrating act earlier, her pretty face flushing red, and she cut him off: "What 'but'? There's nothing to 'but' about."

"Why are you smiling at me? You little Newborn, don't leer at your own gentle, beautiful master!"

"Don't, don't smile. Don't leer at me!"

Chun Li looked on the verge of tears, pitiful enough to melt anyone's heart, leaving Li Pu completely baffled.

If it weren't for Chun Li's jade-like arms tightly hugging him, making it impossible to break free, he might have actually believed he'd hurt her feelings.

Why does this Old Woman put on the act of a blushing maiden?

Li Pu silently cursed his master Chun Li in his heart and explained helplessly, "Master, I've been smiling like this since I was born. I smiled like this when we first met, remember?"

"You're clearly leering!" Denouncing the lecher, Chun Li pressed her body closer to Li Pu, her two Big White Cats flattening into two big cat pancakes.

"Your master can't let you keep going down this wrong path."

"..."

Chun Li's oval face was now right in front of Li Pu's eyes.

Willow-leaf brows, big eyes, the upward curve of her eyelids tinged with a hint of light color, her moist, crimson lips like a flower.

The eyeshadow that usually seemed ordinary now looked exceptionally alluring.

The Beauty's warm breath sprayed onto his face, making Li Pu lose some of his composure.

In Chun Li's eyes, the boy's head was fuzzy-haired, docile like a little rabbit waiting to be slaughtered. It stirred up her overwhelming desire, yet his obedient weakness made her pity him—it was practically an invitation to sin!

She suppressed her restless heart, constantly telling herself: Have a righteous excuse, have a righteous excuse! Hold on a little longer.

Thinking this, Chun Li performed even more earnestly.

Tears glistened in her beautiful eyes, the area beneath them reddened, and her gaze held only grief and affection.

"You Disobedient Disciple, stop humiliating your master. Stop teasing me." She took Li Pu's little hand and guided it all over her body.

Li Pu was speechless.

Are you seriously still teaching me step by step?!

Chun Li pressed her attack, her delicate nose brushing against his.

"Don't... don't..." Her warm, fragrant breath sprayed onto Li Pu's lips.

"Do you want to kiss me? Don't... don't!" She shook her head vigorously, a fragrant breeze stirring as the scent of her hair and makeup invaded Li Pu's nostrils.

No! Who asked you?!

He finally understood—Chun Li was doing this on purpose, trying to pin the crime of betraying her master on him while indulging her own desires.

Li Pu fumed. No! If we're both willing, why do you get to stand on a moral high ground!?

"Master, it's not that I'm lecherous—it's your heart that's impure. Your mortal ties aren't severed yet. Right now, you're the most wanton master under heaven." He retorted with an innocent, guileless face.

"I'm not! Don't be like this. We can't keep making mistakes." Chun Li's eyes were like silk, but her body was honest despite her words.

"Don't, don't—don't kiss me." She refused to incorporate Li Pu's words into her script and kept performing.

"If you kiss me, I'll turn hostile!"

You old woman just won't listen to reason!!!

"Don't, don't kiss me—I can't take it. Don't betray your master." Chun Li was fully immersed in her role, shaking her head like a rattle-drum.

I see it now—there's no escaping tonight.

Li Pu stared at Chun Li with a face ashen as death, ignoring the performance she wanted him to play along with.

Seeing her beloved disciple still unresponsive despite her earnest act, Chun Li stopped and put on a look of despair and resignation, a resolute determination hidden in her eyes.

"Fine... kiss me. If you don't, I'll turn hostile!" With her cards on the table, Chun Li dropped the pretense and suddenly kissed him.

"Kiss, then!!!"