Desert Island Survival: A Hundredfold Improvement After Having a Baby?

However, he's not a typical straight man; "Of course I'll choose you."

"real?"

Xu Zhixia smiled, a smile tinged with mischief.

She turned and walked to a flat rock on the shore, sat down with her legs crossed, her trouser legs still rolled up, and her wet calves glistening in the sunlight.

Lin Fan originally planned to pack his things and leave.

The sour fruit was picked, the water was used, and medicine was taken, although it resulted in a major medical accident.

Everything that needed to be done was done, and Su Qingxue and the others were still waiting in the cave.

But just as he stood up, Xu Zhixia called out to him, "Lin Fan."

"What's wrong?"

She climbed off the rock and walked towards him, stopping less than half a meter in front of him.

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance just now."

Lin Fan was taken aback: "What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Operation, time, and power."

Lin Fan: "..."

Xu Zhixia stretched out a finger and tapped his chest.

"From beginning to end, I held all the initiative."

"I'm the one who loosened the buttons, I'm the one who tripped me up, I'm the one who clung to me, and I'm the one who drugged me."

She drew a circle on his chest with her finger.

"And you?"

"Besides passively taking hits and occasionally being stubborn, what else did he do?"

Lin Fan's temples throbbed twice.

Xu Zhixia continued to stab her in the back, "Do you think that since I set this up, you're the victim?"

"Would it lessen the psychological burden when I go back to face Su Qingxue this way?"

Lin Fan remained silent.

"So," Xu Zhixia curled the corners of her lips, "I'm not satisfied."

"You're not satisfied again..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Xu Zhixia placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned her entire weight onto him.

Lin Fan took half a step back and his back hit the tree trunk.

"Xu Zhixia!"

"Um?"

"you……"

"What about me?"

She tiptoed, her breath brushing against his earlobe.

"This time, you have to take the initiative."

"Just now……"

"That doesn't count," Xu Zhixia interrupted directly. "That was a drug reaction, not you."

"This time, I want you to be awake."

"Do it yourself."

Lin Fan stared into her eyes.

The last thread in my mind tightened for three seconds.

Three seconds later, he realized something: life is short, so seize the day.

He grabbed Xu Zhixia's lower back.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

Twenty minutes, or forty minutes, Lin Fan had lost all ability to keep track of time.

The only thing he was certain of was that this round of physical exertion was even more severe than the life-or-death battle with Wang Laoliu yesterday.

The body, tripled in strength, demonstrated overwhelming combat value at this moment.

Xu Zhixia, being a doctor, interrupted him every time he was about to explode.

It's like taking a pill to forcibly prolong one's life.

Before the enhancement, he would probably be lying flat on his back, exhausted and waiting to be rescued.

Xu Zhixia leaned against the tree trunk, her chest heaving violently, her hair completely disheveled, with a few blades of grass hanging from her strands, and a faint blush rising from her neck to her collarbone.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Fan.

"Now."

"Um?"

"tell me."

The last syllable still suppressed the panting.

"Who's prettier?"

Lin Fan opened his mouth, about to speak, when a finger pressed against his lips.

Think it through before you answer.

The finger slid down his lips, the tip moving down his chin to touch his Adam's apple.

"If you don't answer well..."

She tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

"I'm going to teach you, you ox, a lesson today."

"What does it mean that there are no fields that are over-plowed, only oxen that have died from exhaustion?"

Lin Fan shuddered.

It's not that I'm cold, it's that I'm afraid.

He glanced down at Xu Zhixia's current state. This woman had just finished two rounds of fussing, yet she was still smiling so energetically.

Is she a human or a perpetual motion machine?

On the other hand, look at himself.

Three times the physical strength is still not exhausted, but after two consecutive rounds of high-intensity field work, my cardiopulmonary function is already alarmingly low.

It's really going to be a third round...

He really didn't dare to make that promise.

Twenty-four years have passed.

Lin Fan has never backed down in a fight, never backed down while carrying bricks, and never backed down even when facing Wang Laoliu's gun.

But today.

Facing Xu Zhixia.

He chickened out.

"You're beautiful."

The answer came out without hesitation.

Xu Zhixia narrowed her eyes: "Who do you like more?"

"you."

"Whose breasts are bigger?"

"your."

Three questions, three answers.

It was done in one go, flowing smoothly like clouds and water.

Lin Fan thought to himself, this round is at least perfect.

However, Xu Zhixia looked at him and remained silent for two seconds.

"Lin Fan".

"Um?"

"You gave three answers just now."

"Only the last one didn't lie."

A crack appeared on Lin Fan's face, and Xu Zhixia gently patted his chest.

"Your heartbeat betrayed you."

"The first question is a classic case of compensatory lying. My heart rate spiked."

"The second one is the same; the frequency of swallowing suddenly increases before answering."

"Only the third one..."

She glanced down at her chest, then looked up at him.

"Talking about how big I am."

"Your approval comes from the bottom of your heart, without hesitation, and with utmost sincerity."

"My heart rate is incredibly stable."

"One hundred percent, without a trace of exaggeration."

Lin Fan stood frozen in place.

What is this?

A lie detector? A live body scanner?

He felt a suffocating sensation, as if his pants had been stripped off in the street.

"I'm not lying!" Lin Fan retorted. "All three are true! You really are beautiful! And I really am..."

"Alright."

Xu Zhixia waved her hand, "I won't pursue this further."

She propped herself up from the tree trunk and bent down to pick up the scattered herbs on the ground.

His movements were excessively calm, as if nothing had just happened.

Lin Fan leaned against the tree, watching her squat down to pack her things.

He unconsciously tilted his head slightly.

Then, he froze.

On the grass, there was the coat that had been placed under the two of them.

The lower middle part of the gray fabric.

A touch of crimson.

It's not big, just a tiny piece, about the size of a copper coin.

It was somewhat blurred by sweat and mud, but the color was definitely not grass juice, mud, or fruit juice.

It was blood. Lin Fan stared at the red stain for three seconds without moving.

Then look back at Xu Zhixia.

This woman, throughout the entire conversation, spoke with the practiced ease of someone who'd been doing this for ten years.

The rhythm was so precise, it was as if it had been rehearsed.

Afterwards, she could still interrogate him without batting an eye about "who has the bigger breasts".

This doesn't look like the first time at all...

But that coin-sized patch of crimson was right there.

"Fabric can't act," Lin Fan suddenly remembered.

There was a fleeting moment just now, so brief that he almost missed it.

Xu Zhixia froze for a moment.

Her ten fingernails dug into the flesh of his back; her strength was beyond what one would expect.

At the time, he thought it was a normal reaction.

Looking back on that moment now, it wasn't enjoyable.

It's about toughing it out.

Lin Fan opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But Xu Zhixia had already stood up.

She wrapped the herbs up, tucked them into her waistband, and turned to look at him.

"I'm gone."

"If we don't go back soon, Su Qingxue will explode."

She strode forward, even kicking a pebble on the side of the road.

His movements were casual, his posture relaxed, as if everything was normal.

But Lin Fan's gaze was fixed on her walking posture, unable to look away.

Stride length.

It's gotten smaller than when it arrived.

When the left leg stepped out, there was a very slight jolt in the knee.

This is hardly a complication of an "ankle sprain".

Lin Fan watched her retreating figure and said: ...