Lin Caining continued, "There are still five packs of instant noodles and three bags of instant noodles. There is half a bottle of Lao Gan Ma in the kitchen, but the steamed buns and noodles have been eaten long ago."
Fang Yuqing covered her head in pain.
"Instant noodles, instant noodles! That thing can't fill you up at all!"
Lin Caining stared at her, "Yuqing, the situation outside is very wrong now. Do you think this heavy snow will never stop?"
Fang Yuqing was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked out the window blankly.
Through the glass that had already formed icicles, you can vaguely see the flying snowflakes falling from the sky.
It has been ten days, and the snow has been falling for a full ten days without stopping for a moment.
The second floor has been completely submerged, and it is impossible to go out.
And the streets in the distance are dead silent, and there is no movement of the official snowplow.
Fang Yuqing's heart sank to the bottom, extremely desperate.
She didn't know how long this snowstorm would last.
Or, will it ever end?
Fang Yuqing covered her eyes and cried in pain: "Ningning, what should we do! If this continues, we will starve to death." Lin Caining gritted her teeth and asked: "Does Zhou Peng have any food?" Fang Yuqing shook her head: "I asked him several times and even pretended to make friends with him. But he has really been squeezed dry by me, not a drop left." "Last time he sent me two packs of instant noodles, that was his last ration. He is now as thin as a zombie, and there will definitely be no food." Lin Caining clenched his fist unwillingly: "Then, Is there anyone else who can give it a try? "
"Look, we are both so beautiful. As long as we make a little effort, there will definitely be men who will be tempted by us!"
Fang Yuqing glanced at her and said with some dissatisfaction: "Are you stupid? Now everyone regards supplies as life."
"Even if they are tempted by us, it is impossible for them to give us supplies so easily."
"Plus, the weather is so cold. Even if we deliver it to them for free, they are afraid that they are powerless."
Fang Yuqing said this, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.
Lin Caining didn't know that Fang Yuqing had actually tried this method a long time ago.
She tried to use her beauty to exchange supplies with men.
As a result, her standards were too high.
She required the other party to be 1.85 meters tall, a civil servant, and a monthly income of 50,000 before she was willing to applaud for love with him.
As a result, even the 60-year-old neighbor said that you came too late. If you came half a month earlier, I can still fight.
Lin Caining bit her lips tightly, and she was also very scared.
As a woman with a little bit of beauty, she originally planned to use her beauty as the last reliance for survival.
But temperature is obviously an excellent medicine for abstinence.
Suddenly, the shadow of a man emerged in her mind.
She said to Fang Yuqing: "By the way, Yuqing. Have you forgotten that you have a dog licker?"
Fang Yuqing certainly knew who Lin Caining was talking about.
She pursed her lips and said stubbornly: "Humph, that stinky man, unless he comes to kowtow and beg me to forgive him, I will never take the initiative to find him!"
She had looked for Zhang Yi several times before, with the purpose of giving Zhang Yi a chance to come and send supplies to please her.
But Zhang Yi's attitude towards her was too cold, and he even sent photos to deliberately stimulate her.
This made Fang Yuqing very annoyed, and she vowed to let Zhang Yi come and lick her feet.
If she took the initiative to contact the other party now, wouldn't it ruin her image as a cold goddess?
No, this is absolutely unacceptable to Fang Yuqing!
The image is ruined, how can she find a rich second generation in the future?
Lin Caining said, "Have you forgotten that Zhang Yi's family had stored a lot of food before? Even if a month has passed, it must be more than an ordinary family."
"As long as you go to him, he will definitely agree to send you food immediately."
Fang Yuqing was also a little tempted when she heard about food.
But she hesitated and said, "But, when I went to him before, he was so cold."
Lin Caining said, "You are stupid! He must feel that he is not worthy of you, so he wants to give up. After all, you were quite cold to him a while ago."
Fang Yuqing immediately became excited.
"That's all his own fault! He is obviously just a small middle-class, but he still pretends to be a rich second-generation, causing me to waste so much emotion in vain!"
Lin Caining said with a smile, "But he is also a high-quality spare tire now! Isn't the role of a spare tire to be used when needed?"
"Give him a little smile and let the fire of hope in his heart burn again. Then he will let you take whatever you want, right?"