The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (23)
Bai Weiwei had dead fish eyes, this kind of favorability was too stingy1.
She slowed her pace only after raising the affection, and in the end her footsteps were somewhat sluggish.
Another hand grabbed her hand.
It was cold.
She looked behind her and saw Song Yunhuan holding her hand.
“You have to hold hands on a date.”
Bai Weiwei smiled broadly, but as she was smiling, her smile started to dim until it finally disappeared.
“Song Yunhuan, are you going to kill me?”
Song Yunhuan frowned. “What makes you say that?”
Bai Weiwei said angrily, “Don’t prisoners on death row have a last meal? You suddenly took me out on a date, brought me to the amusement park, held my hand. You’ve been so nice to me. Is it that the next experiment will kill me, so you pity me? You want to take me out on a date before I die?”
Song Yunhuan said quietly: “I thought you wanted to live a good life, wear nice clothes, turn around all the men’s heads.”
She had to say, he had a thorough understanding of the original Bai Weiwei’s character.
Bai Weiwei nodded without her face changing color. “You’re right, ah, that’s exactly what I wanted.”
Song Yunhuan: “…”
Bai Weiwei: “But if I could date you, I’d give all of that up.”
Song Yunhuan grunted, but he thought of her going through the cruel experiment, refusing to beg for mercy. When it was too painful to endure, she only shouted his name.
He couldn’t mock her.
Except for liking him.
He couldn’t think of another reason that Bai Weiwei, a woman who was greedy for life and afraid of death, a woman who couldn’t tolerate the smallest pain.
Could endure the torture.
Song Yunhuan’s heart softened.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has risen to 7.】
Bai Weiwei: Simply didn’t give favorability, so cheap and outrageously stingy, she had no face to look at it.
After returning home, Song Yunhuan said, “Are you hungry?”
Bai Weiwei’s face was pale. “No.”
Song Yunhuan knew her health better than she did. The human body was very fragile. Without three regular meals a day, her stomach would develop problems in two days.
He left to cook.
The food was ready. The color and smell was all right.
As Bai Weiwei ate, Song Yunhuan sat in front of her to watch.
He saw she was having trouble swallowing her food.
Bai Weiwei: “Slagstem, his eyes don’t look right, ah.”
System: “Right, ah. That’s how a zombie looks at a human. Just like when you look at Dongpo pork2.”
Bai Weiwei: “No, there’s something deeper. I always felt like he is looking through me.”
Song Yunhuan: Even when you eat, you look more and more like a girl from a manhua.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has risen to 8.】
Bai Weiwei and the system: “…”
This increase in favorability wasn’t just strange, it was petty.
After dinner, Song Yunhuan brought her down to the basement.
Bai Weiwei prepared to lie down in the operating bed.
Song Yunhuan: “Change your clothes.”
As soon as Bai Weiwei thought about it, she also thought that this pink bubble dress wasn’t suitable for the experiment.
Then Song Yunhuan took out another dress… all white, all lace, filled with heart patterns, and layers of white muslin, a princess dress!
“Here, change into this.”
Not increasing favorability as they became closer, and what about the end of the world, what about the zombies?
This was simply a perverted otaku straight out of a manual.
Bai Weiwei’s face was green as she put on the dress.
And then she laid down on the bed like a dead body.
Song Yunhuan looked at her in silence, his eyes glowing with an inexplicable light.
He walked away, holding a camera in his hand.
Facing Bai Weiwei, lying in bed in a snow-white princess dress, he snapped a picture.
1: 抠门抠到肚脐眼里了 not sure of the exact translation but it’s something along the lines of picking your navel? I couldn’t figure out a not-awk way of fitting it in.↩
2: 东坡肉 : a Hangzhou dish made by pan-frying and slow braising pork belly. The process of slow braising gives the pork belly a reddish coloring. A lot of the pictures that popped up looked drool-worthy ^q^↩
