Volume One, Chapter 12: Still Dressed Too Warmly
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Qing Siyu suddenly seemed to remember something and hurried back into the room. To everyone’s surprise, she now held a drone in her hand.
“I have a drone. It used to belong to the master craftsman; it should be able to carry some items.”
“There’s no one else in my dorm, so I won’t need much.”
“Big brother, please, I’m begging you.”
“I love you.”
Xiao Fancheng nodded slightly. After all, piloting a drone is somewhat of a skill. Generally, more boys tend to enjoy playing with them. It’s quite rare for a girl to know how to operate a drone. Qing Siyu was indeed clever, quickly coming up with the idea of using a drone to transport supplies.
But why should Xiao Fancheng deliver supplies to Qing Siyu?
If he was going to slave away for her, then... what about the grass?
Without grass, it’s all talk.
Qing Siyu certainly wouldn’t hang herself on the drone to be delivered.
Unless...
Qing Siyu voluntarily gave Xiao Fancheng some little leverage—like taking a photo holding her ID card or something.
“That can work, but I want a little reward.”
“Just a reminder, I don’t want money.”
Xiao Fancheng sent a voice message with a smile. His tone was filled with innuendo.
Qing Siyu was slightly stunned and sent back a puzzled emoji.
Then, she shyly said, “Brother, do you want the stockings I’ve worn?”
Xiao Fancheng immediately made a huge “X” gesture with his hands in front of her.
“How about this: take a full-body photo of yourself.”
“Friendly reminder: the less you wear, the bigger the reward.”
After listening to Xiao Fancheng’s voice message, Qing Siyu instinctively pouted. Honestly, she felt a bit hesitant.
But on second thought, she found a photo of herself in a bikini by the sea from her album and sent it to Xiao Fancheng.
In the photo, Qing Siyu wore a blue bikini and a pair of small sunglasses. She looked truly stunning.
In terms of looks, Qing Siyu’s face was somewhere between Wen Tingting and Tang Wanyu—but definitely not much inferior to Tang Wanyu.
As for her figure...
Well, she could easily outshine Tang Wanyu by several streets!
Her skin was genuinely flawless.
Moreover, her curves were full and round.
Her long legs were smooth and shapely.
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Her lower abdomen was as charming as Aphrodite, the goddess of love.
No wonder when freshman year started, the student council members were so eager to pick up the new girl.
Qing Siyu was an art student specializing in painting. On her very first day at school, she was crowned one of the four campus beauties.
Many boys at school liked this kind of mature, wife-like younger sister vibe.
And Qing Siyu clearly understood this well.
She often wore purple stepmother dresses paired with open-toed slippers.
Every time she went out, she attracted countless guys who became love-struck admirers.
“Pretty good, right?”
“Senior, how’s my figure?”
Another new photo appeared—one freshly taken by Qing Siyu.
On the balcony, Qing Siyu crossed her arms, clearly showing off her ample curves to the fullest.
Only then did Xiao Fancheng realize Qing Siyu was wearing a tight top printed with Squirtle.
As everyone knows, such clothing is hardly manageable by most girls.
If the chest is small, poor Squirtle looks sad.
Only when it’s big and firm does Squirtle reveal a cute smile.
“Not bad.”
Xiao Fancheng nodded slightly, ready to give Qing Siyu a small reward.
The bikini was great, and the Squirtle top was great too.
But his ultimate goal was far beyond just this.
Soon, a quadcopter drone steadily landed before Xiao Fancheng.
He had to admit, Qing Siyu’s piloting skills were impressive—just slightly less skilled than his own.
So Xiao Fancheng exchanged some supply points for a bottle of mineral water.
After drinking most of it in one go, he placed the remaining water bottle inside a cardboard box hanging from the drone.
As the drone flew back, Qing Siyu’s eyes lit up the moment she saw the mineral water.
Ignoring the fact it was half-drunk, she eagerly grabbed the bottle and gulped it down.
She completely abandoned her previous image of a refined lady.
Xiao Fancheng watched through the window as Qing Siyu tilted her head back, a slight smile curving her lips.
Though Qing Siyu appeared to be a mature wife on the surface, in truth, she was very aloof and had extremely high standards.
So far, no one had managed to get closer to her.
Even the wealthy second-generation heirs at the academy, who were famously generous, failed to win her over.
Male classmates at school all voluntarily called her “mom.”
Some long-time admirers were overjoyed just to be patted on the head by Qing Siyu, as if they had found their real mother.
But at this moment, Xiao Fancheng found it all quite laughable.
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No matter how beautiful a girl is, she still has to eat, drink, defecate, and urinate, and will burp and fart.
Moreover, Qing Siyu usually paired her stepmother dresses or qipaos with thick flesh-colored stockings.
Xiao Fancheng was certain the feet inside smelled overwhelmingly foul.
So, a beauty was just a human after all.
Don’t overestimate them, and don’t underestimate yourself either.
After drinking the water, Qing Siyu felt her burning throat finally soothe a little.
She then looked eagerly toward Xiao Fancheng’s position.
“Senior, I still want to eat something.”
Then she sent a set of previously taken artistic photos.
To be precise, it was a cosplay set.
She cosplayed a character from a sexy-themed game—Yulinglong’s zombie girl skin.
Her upper body was dressed in purple attire, revealing a flawless white back.
Looking at it, Xiao Fancheng felt like cupping her back with a vacuum jar.
Her lower body featured a pair of battle-damaged black stockings on long legs.
Her calves were tied with red strings adorned with golden coins, adding a rich charm.
Looking at these photos, Xiao Fancheng smiled faintly.
He could even see the sly expression on Qing Siyu’s face through the photos.
She surely thought she could exchange these few photos for supplies in the apocalypse—she was quite clever.
Unfortunately, Xiao Fancheng had already seen through her intentions.
He decisively replied, “Sorry, these photos can’t be exchanged for food.”
“Ah?”
“Why? Are they not good enough?” Qing Siyu was taken aback and quickly sent a voice message.
Xiao Fancheng smiled faintly.
“You’re still wearing too much.”
Upon hearing this, Qing Siyu blushed shyly.
A bikini only got her a small bottle of mineral water.
So if she wanted to exchange for food, then...
Pouting, Qing Siyu shook her head.
She opened her voice message, speaking coquettishly:
“Senior, as the saying goes, ‘Better to half-hide the pipa than be completely bare.’ What’s the fun in being totally exposed?”
“I also have photos of me cosplaying Senior Mai Yi before. Want to see?”
Xiao Fancheng chuckled softly.
“You should know about the little effort principle.”
“Ninety-nine point nine-nine percent of the front isn’t useful.”
“To truly get food, you have to focus on that last zero point zero three percent.”