Chapter 13: Lin Xiaoxiao’s Joy

Leaf Feng’s eyes were filled with joy. Ten portions of bait in hand—how delightful.

“Should I try fishing now?” he thought, then shook his head. “There are more important matters today! No rush; I can save them up and fish all at once later!”

He ascended the stairs to the eighteenth floor. After kicking down a few zombies, he headed straight to the door of room 1803.

The security door was locked.

Knock, knock, knock.

Leaf Feng gently tapped on the door.

Inside the room, Lin Xiaoxiao rolled on the bed, clutching her stomach. She was so hungry that stars danced before her eyes and her body felt weak. All the food in the room had been devoured.

“I wonder if this neighbor named Leaf Feng is just bragging,” she thought, her eyes vacant as her mind raced. “With so many zombies outside, could he really make it here?”

She didn’t want to die. Truly, she did not want to die! But without food, she couldn’t leave the room. She could only wait at home for death. Such is the cruel reality of the zombie apocalypse.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.

Startled, Lin Xiaoxiao forced herself upright.

“Is he really here? Leaf Feng actually risked his life to come? Isn’t he afraid of the zombies?”

A flicker of hope shone in her beautiful eyes. Dragging her hungry body, she hurried to the door and peered through the peephole.

A tall, handsome young man stood there, smiling brightly.

More importantly, he held a bag of food.

He had come! He really had brought food!

Lin Xiaoxiao’s heart swelled with joy, her delicate body trembling.

Leaf Feng was handsome! Holding food made him even more attractive...

She called through the door, “Are you Leaf Feng?”

Leaf Feng replied softly, “Yes, it’s me. Please open the door.”

Without hesitation, Lin Xiaoxiao opened the door. She was starving and could not afford to be cautious. Besides, his sunny smile suggested he was not a cruel man.

As the door opened, Leaf Feng saw Lin Xiaoxiao.

She was beautiful—big eyes, high nose, slender waist. A stunning figure with porcelain skin.

“Did you bring food?” Lin Xiaoxiao asked eagerly, her eyes full of expectation.

“Yes, here you go,” Leaf Feng said, handing over the food before closing the door behind him.

Inside his pockets were several bags of bread, a few sausages, and a bottle of milk.

Lin Xiaoxiao’s eyes sparkled as she snatched the food and sat down, tearing open the packages and devouring them ravenously.

“Eat slowly, and drink some milk. Don’t choke,” Leaf Feng said with a smile.

“Mm-hmm,” Lin Xiaoxiao nodded while eating and gulped down some milk.

Leaf Feng pulled up a chair and sat beside her, studying her carefully.

Her face was a little haggard, lips slightly cracked, hair somewhat disheveled, but none of that could conceal her allure.

He smiled faintly.

Lin Xiaoxiao ignored his gaze and, like a whirlwind, finished the food.

Then she looked up cautiously.

“I’m so hungry! Leaf Feng, could you... could you give me some more food?”

Leaf Feng refused, “You’ve been starving too long. Eating too much at once isn’t good for your health.”

Lin Xiaoxiao looked disappointed, her eyes pleading.

“Please, Leaf Feng!”

He shook his head.

Her gaze grew pitiful, but he still refused.

Lin Xiaoxiao hung her head dejectedly.

The room fell silent, the atmosphere growing awkward.

After a moment, Leaf Feng looked Lin Xiaoxiao straight in the eyes.

“Lin Xiaoxiao, do you remember this is a transaction? The conditions…”

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded lightly, a blush coloring her cheeks. She quickly glanced at Leaf Feng. He was handsome, yes...

“But... we just met,” she said cautiously. “I have a suggestion: let’s get to know each other first, okay?”

“No,” Leaf Feng shook his head.

Lin Xiaoxiao fell silent, nervously biting her lip.

“You wouldn’t want to break your promise, would you?”

Leaf Feng’s gaze grew sharp, almost dangerous. Trying to find a loophole? Accepting doesn’t mean agreeing?

His tone turned cold.

“If you’re not willing, then spit out the food you’ve eaten!”

Lin Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. How could she spit out sausages already in her stomach?

She wanted to say, “I can’t spit it out, but would pulling it out count?”

But looking at Leaf Feng’s tall frame, muscular build, and increasingly stern handsome face...

She wisely swallowed the words back down.