Chapter 60 Showing Affection with the Three Campus Beauties in Front of Mu Qingyan

Alright.

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang exchanged a smile and began to pack carefully.

Ten steaming-hot signature Northeast Chinese dishes were sorted and placed into exquisite insulated food containers.

The fragrant rice was packed separately, but notably, no portion was prepared for Mu Qingyan.

Once everything was ready, the two girls stood before the mirror again to meticulously touch up their makeup.

Even in the apocalypse, they intended to maintain the poise and elegance of top campus goddesses.

Qin Feng leaned against the doorway, admiring the pleasing view before him.

The two girls carried the two large bags of packaged delicacies, following Qin Feng out of Room 301, traversing the dead-silent hallway, and heading straight for Dormitory 424.

Qin Feng walked behind them, his gaze resting on the two swaying figures ahead.

Slender spaghetti straps outlined graceful shoulder and neck lines, their long hair swaying with each step, tracing alluring arcs.

Their impossibly slender waists moved with a myriad of charms.

Soon, the three arrived at the door of Dormitory 424.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knocking sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor.

...

Inside the dormitory, Jiang Chuyi was looking at her phone screen, a trace of an imperceptible sneer lingering at the corner of her lips.

Hu Yinan: [Babe, let me share some good news.]

Jiang Chuyi: [?]

Hu Yinan: [I've already paid off Qin Feng! He's going to send Lin Yuwei to deliver food to you every day from now on! Aren't I awesome?]

Jiang Chuyi: ?????

This string of ellipsis marks conveyed the disdain in her heart.

Ah, men, are they all this naive?

You bought off Qin Feng?

Heh, Qin Feng has a gun, and he seems to have an infinite supply of resources—does he care about your pitiful sum of money?

Sending Lin Yuwei over was obviously a move meant for Mu Qingyan to see, an attempt to break down the psychological defenses of that gorgeous cheerleader captain with delicious food and a stable life.

Of course, perhaps there was another possibility...

Jiang Chuyi’s gaze swept across her blurred reflection in the mirror.

Perhaps, Qin Feng was also aiming for me...

After all, Jiang Chuyi held absolute confidence in her own looks and figure.

Hmph, Qin Feng, trying to seduce me with a single meal?

Big sis won't let you succeed!

Jiang Chuyi lazily shifted her posture, crossing her long, well-proportioned, fair legs.

At the tips of her toes, a pair of eight-centimeter black high heels swayed gently—the spoils of war she had made Hu Yinan buy for her for twenty-four hundred yuan.

Even inside the dormitory, she loved to slip them on from time to time to get into character.

Just then, the knocking on the door verified her thoughts.

Knock, knock, knock.

Here they come.

She quickly replied to Hu Yinan: [Got it, babe. How much money did you give Qin Feng?]

Hu Yinan: [A ten-thousand-yuan red envelope! He accepted it instantly! Heh, money really can buy everything.]

Jiang Chuyi frowned: [I want one too.]

Hu Yinan: [Alright, alright. I'm sorry, I'll send you a big red envelope right away!]

Jiang Chuyi: [Hmph, that's more like it!]

Knock, knock, knock!

The knocking outside grew somewhat urgent.

On the upper bunk, Mu Qingyan pulled her curtains shut, listening to the knocks and voices outside, and continued to bury her head under the quilt, playing dead.

"Coming, coming. Who is it?" Jiang Chuyi called out unhurriedly.

Outside the door came Lin Yuwei’s sweet voice: "Senior sister, it's me, Lin Yuwei."

"Oh, hold on a second."

Jiang Chuyi walked over, pulled open the dormitory door, and looked closely.

Ah!

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang, the two top campus goddesses of Binhai University, both wore exquisite makeup and sexy strap dresses, standing prettily outside the door.

The aroma of the delicacies they carried seemed capable of piercing through the wooden panels.

Behind them stood Qin Feng, his gaze harboring a faint smile, as if he could see right through everything.

"Bang!"

Jiang Chuyi pulled the door open, only to slam it shut instantly with a fierce crash!

The three people outside were all stunned.

From inside the door came Jiang Chuyi's slightly flustered voice: "Wait a minute! Why is there a guy here? Let me change my clothes!"

Closing the door, Jiang Chuyi pressed her back against the wooden panel, biting her lip, her heart burning with anger.

In truth, she wasn't upset just because Qin Feng had shown up.

Rather, it was...

Oh, very well, Lin Yuwei, Tang Tang, you two green tea bitches!

Dressed to the nines, wearing makeup, and showing up with good food—was this meant to be a show of force?

Did you really think you were the only ones capable of living like human beings in the apocalypse?

And Qin Feng... what did that look mean?

As if he wanted to devour me whole.

Men, their minds are filled with nothing but crude impulses...

No way, I refuse to be outdone by Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang! Are you the only ones with strap dresses? Are you the only ones who know how to put on makeup?

No!

I, Jiang Chuyi, will not lose!

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Jiang Chuyi's eyes. She whipped around, rushed to her wardrobe, and flung open the door to reveal a dazzling array of off-the-shoulder, backless, and crop-top shirts...

Looking up at the clothes rail of her bed, a long row of colorful dresses hung there—long, short, translucent, backless...

Then she bolted to the balcony, where the laundry rack held various small garments and underthings freshly washed by the washing machine. At this moment, they all became her arsenal.

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang wearing strap dresses?

Hmph, who doesn't have them!

Jiang Chuyi swiftly fished out a deep blue silk slip dress, the smooth, cool fabric clinging tightly to the curves of her body.

No, this wasn't enough!

She tore open a brand-new pair of flesh-toned stockings from her drawer, ones she had saved for momentous occasions.

Today was the most momentous occasion! A battlefield filled with gunsmoke!

She sat on the edge of her bed, rolling the stockings up her calves all the way to her upper thighs, the delicate fabric making her legs appear as though veiled in a soft halo of light.

Next, she sprinted to the vanity, using a brush to smooth out her waist-length, coffee-colored long curls.

Then she took out a bottle of Chanel No. 5, spritzed a light mist into the air, and stepped right into the mesmerizing cloud of fragrance.

Outside, the impatient voices of Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang rang out.

"Senior Sister Chuyi, are you putting on makeup in there?"

"If you don't open the door soon, we're going to eat all the good food!"

"Seriously, anyone who didn't know better would think you were going out on a date."

"Hurry up and open the door. We know you're gorgeous, okay? You're stunningly beautiful, happy now?"

Jiang Chuyi took a deep breath, ignoring the urging from outside, and offered a mesmerizing, bewitching smile to her own reflection in the wall mirror, looking every bit like a captivating fairy.

Well, as the old saying goes: a single glance back can launch a hundred charms! That refers to none other than me!

Then Jiang Chuyi walked slowly to the door and twisted the door handle.

The door swung open.

A blend of high-end perfume and natural feminine fragrance rushed forward.

She saw Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang once again holding two large bags of delicacies, standing prettily at the threshold.

Jiang Chuyi didn't look at them; instead, her gaze locked onto Qin Feng.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng stood behind Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang, his gaze peering past the heads of the two girls to fixate on Jiang Chuyi, who had taken so long to open the dormitory door—the famous model known for her nine-heads-tall proportion working part-time at auto shows.

Qin Feng realized that the Jiang Chuyi before him was a completely different person from the lazy domestic beauty of a moment ago.

Right now, she looked like an auto show model preparing to step onto the red carpet and outshine everyone in the room!

Her eyes seemed to hold a layer of mist—dreamy, lazy, and alluring.

Standing a full one hundred and seventy-six centimeters tall, with a petite head, flat shoulders, rounded hips, and a slender waist, her astonishing nine-heads-tall proportion formed a breathtaking landscape right in the doorway.

The deep blue silk slip dress perfectly outlined her breathtaking bodily curves.

Her exposed shoulder blades were as delicate as a pair of butterfly wings.

Beneath the hem of the dress were a pair of outrageously long legs encased in flesh-toned stockings, reaching a height of one hundred and eighty centimeters in visual impact.

Straight, toned, and possessing smooth lines, they gleamed with an alluring luster under the dim light of the corridor.

The eight-centimeter black high heels on her feet stretched the lines of her legs to absolute perfection.

Her makeup was not heavy, yet it was applied to sheer perfection.

Her fox-like eyes slanted upward slightly, and as her gaze shifted, it carried seven parts of allure and three parts of provocation, shooting straight at Qin Feng.

As if she were saying: Little bro, want to get your hands on me?

In your dreams.

Qin Feng let out an internal cry: Holy crap.

Peak performance!

[Ding!]

[The system has detected the fourth campus goddess beauty. Would you like to bind?]

"Bind," Qin Feng chanted silently in his heart.

[Name: Jiang Chuyi]

[Gender: Female]

[Height: 176 cm]

[Weight: 60 kg]

[attractiveness: 92 points]

[Department: School of Economics]

[Style: Nine-heads-tall imperial sister, peerless leg goddess]

[Hobbies: Selfies, shopping, enjoying the spotlight]

[Attitude toward the host: Arrogant]

Qin Feng looked at the word "arrogant" on the system panel, the corners of his mouth ticking upward into an internal sneer.

Arrogant? Why was every single one of these campus goddesses arrogant toward him?

What on earth did they have to be arrogant about?

What was there to be proud of?

Looks, or rather beautiful women, were not hard currency in the apocalypse!

A young girl might only be worth a single bowl of beef noodles.

Hmph, interesting.

"Hi, Senior Sister Chuyi, you finally opened the door," Lin Yuwei said, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness.

"Wow, Chuyi, are you attending some high-society banquet? So sexy!" Tang Tang teased with deliberate exaggeration.

Jiang Chuyi stroked the long hair resting over her chest, squeezed out a flawless social smile, and gracefully stepped aside to let them pass.

"Can't help it. I didn't expect so many of you to show up. A good host has to show some manners, right? Come on in."

Her gaze ultimately landed on Qin Feng’s face, carrying the posture of a victor.

Just as expected, Qin Feng, after sending Lin Yuwei to deliver food last time, you couldn't help but come yourself today, didn't you?

"Hello, Senior Sister. Let me introduce myself, I am Qin Feng."

"I know, Foreign Languages Department. Who doesn't know you're the brainiac now? Come on in, welcome!"

Qin Feng: "Thank you."

Jiang Chuyi watched Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang carrying two large bags, asking, "Thanks. How come you both came all at once?"

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang smiled and said, "Beauty, we're bringing you food so you don't starve."

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang placed the delicacies on the desk, taking out the food containers one by one.

"Yeah, how could we have good food and forget about you and Yan'er?"

Yet the intimacy in those words sounded extremely gratifying to Jiang Chuyi's ears.

Mu Qingyan, who hadn't gotten out of bed all day and had stayed hidden in her upper bunk, gave a slight shudder.

She clutched the blanket tightly over her head, refusing to listen to the voices outside.

Playing dead.