Jessica?
"I mean you no harm. I only want to help you both, and I'm truly sorry for any inconvenience I've caused."
Xiao Yi raised both hands high above his head and slowly emerged from behind the pillar, making his way toward the front yard wall. "I'll head out right now."
Facing a woman with such heightened vigilance, Xiao Yi opted to retreat as a way to advance.
He wasn't worried she'd shoot him.
This mother and daughter had just learned they'd lost the only man they could rely on.
And now they were at the point of eating grass roots and tree bark.
They simply couldn't refuse his goodwill.
As he backed away, Xiao Yi kept his eyes on the balcony above.
Once he got the woman to lower her guard—especially with no food and no man to protect them—offering a bit more kindness would do the trick. He was confident the pair would soon trust him and let their defenses down.
"Wait!" came an anxious woman's voice. Moments later, Xiao Yi watched as a woman clutching a rifle slowly rose to her feet on the balcony.
She wore a sky-blue camisole. Her golden wavy hair was disheveled and dirty, her snow-white skin streaked with grime, her complexion wan and unhealthy.
But none of that could hide her voluptuous, plump figure—full breasts, wide hips—and her stunning, glamorous beauty.
Especially in that instant as she stood, the pair of creamy, bountiful orbs at her chest and the deep cleavage between them left even Xiao Yi salivating.
Her thighs were thick and snow-white—not slender and toned like Nicole Kidman's youthful elegance, nor powerfully athletic.
Yet this woman's round, plump thighs carried their own tantalizing allure, especially paired with the full, fat ass hugged by her denim shorts. It was the kind of sight that made a man itch to grab a handful, spread those cheeks, and ram his cock deep inside!
"Thank you! Thank you for confirming what happened to my husband, and thank you for the food! We have no way to repay your kindness!"
With that, the woman pulled the girl beside her into a deep bow toward him.
Even so, she kept a tight grip on her rifle, every movement laced with caution and wariness.
"It's the end of the world out there—zombies everywhere. As fellow survivors, I just want you both to make it through. This is all I can do to help. If there's nothing else, I'll leave you in peace!"
Xiao Yi returned the gesture with a gentlemanly nod and backed away a few more steps, eager to make a quick exit.
The woman in the villa had a gun; he couldn't be sure she wouldn't turn hostile. Right now, he didn't want extra trouble—not with Stephanie Seymour waiting back at the manor.
"Uncle! Could I ask you for one favor?" The girl's sweet voice rang out, choked with sobs yet still irresistibly cute and melodic.
"What is it?" Xiao Yi shifted his gaze from the woman's cleavage to the girl's face.
The moment he saw her full face, his eyes lit up. That nagging sense of familiarity surged stronger than ever!
The girl from the photo and the one before him now began to merge in his mind...
Jessica...
Mark Alba...
Recalling the name the woman had called the girl—and the surname engraved on the rifle—
a sudden image flashed in Xiao Yi's mind: a blonde superheroine in a skintight blue suit, with a sexy, glamorous figure—the Invisible Woman, Sue.
Anyone who'd seen Fantastic Four would remember this seductive stunner, who could turn invisible and manipulate force fields.
Especially that moment when she phased in and out of visibility, naked, revealing her jaw-dropping body—enough to make any man drool.
Jessica Alba!
It hit Xiao Yi like a thunderbolt!
Yes! This girl looked just like Jessica Alba, the Hollywood star he'd adored in his previous life!
"Uncle, could you please help us bring my father's body back? I want to bury him in our backyard, so I can talk to him every day. And if we die too... Uncle, could you bury us together?" Jessica Alba wiped away her tears, her young face set with resolve.
Jessica seemed unusually mature for her age, her words carrying a weight far beyond her twelve years.
It gave Xiao Yi a slight shock.
These weren't the words of a typical twelve-year-old girl.
Seeing Xiao Yi hesitate, the girl pleaded desperately. "Uncle, I know we have no right to ask you to risk something so dangerous. If you don't want to, could you at least take me to my father's body? I just want to see him one last time!"
"It's not that I don't want to help... It's just, I think he'd want to spare you from seeing him like that now." Xiao Yi shook his head gently. "It's dangerous out there. You two shouldn't risk it. I'll go fetch his body for you right now—but please, try not to grieve too much when I bring him back..."
With that, Xiao Yi turned to scale the wall.
His mind had changed. If it was Jessica Alba, he didn't mind spending the time to help them out.
"Wait!" The woman's sharp call rang out once more.