Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 129, Part 3: Tragedy! A Night Attack (Part 2)

Two hours later.

The night was dark and windy, and all was quiet.

The corridor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

At one o'clock in the morning, when almost everyone is asleep, this seaside city is slumbering in the darkness without a trace of light. Stray cats with green eyes emerge from the streets, and rats rummage through the scraps in the trash cans with their paws. This is a paradise for nocturnal creatures.

Inside a room on the second floor of the hotel.

He Ye was fast asleep when she was suddenly awakened by a faint sound, and she was a little confused.

Two or three seconds later,

The faint sound then disappeared with a "click".

The direction of the sound was difficult to discern because it was so faint, but this anomaly gradually brought He Ye's dazed consciousness back to normal. After listening intently for a few seconds and not hearing the sound of the door hinges turning, he slowly closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was just a mishearing; maybe it was just mice sharpening their teeth on the wood on the eaves.

After returning to China, He Ye relaxed his tense nerves and didn't think anyone would want to harm him. Even if a thief tried to break in, he could easily subdue him with his skills.

Moreover, the door hinges made no sound of turning, indicating that no one had come in, so he naturally didn't take it to heart.

But soon...

The door was opened silently.

The hazy moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the black-haired girl who entered. Her graceful figure was faintly visible beneath her nightgown, and her lips gleamed with a delicate, silvery sheen.

The girl's movements were flawless; she walked barefoot on the floor without making a sound, as if she had practiced her movements a thousand times. If she wanted to assassinate someone, no one could defend against her.

But she wasn't carrying any weapons.

Instead, she hugged a pillow.

He Ye sensed that the airflow was a bit off, so she woke up again.

There's someone next to my bed!
The unbelievable scene gave He Ye goosebumps, but the chill vanished the next moment when she met her gaze, leaving only a stiff, bewildered expression.

"..."

"..."

"no……"

He Ye let out a long sigh, rubbing his forehead in confusion, and asked in astonishment, "How did you get in?"

"I opened the door."

"?" He Ye was wide awake. "If I remember correctly, the door should have been locked... Where did you get the key?"

“Just twist it and it opens,” Yugiri said calmly, as if it were nothing difficult.

He Ye remained silent for a long time before letting out a soft sigh. He truly hadn't expected Xi Wu to do something like this.

Its purpose is self-evident.

Thinking of this, He Ye simply turned around, picked up the bedding, and faced away from the girl in pajamas who had barged in—the events of a few hours ago were still vivid in her mind, and it seemed that not sleeping together tonight might make things even worse.

Okay, I surrender.

"I understand... then be quiet."

As soon as she finished speaking, the mattress next to her sank in, and the black-haired girl, having been given permission, lifted the covers and gracefully slipped into the same bed. He Ye smelled a uniquely feminine fragrance wafting in, a fragrance that even felt somewhat familiar.

The refreshing scent was like flower petals, or perhaps the scented soap from a hotel, but mixed with a faint pheromone aroma.

At this very moment, a girl is sleeping next to He Ye.

They even bring their own pillows.

Such an event, occurring late at night, naturally sparked endless imagination. However, since this wasn't the first time He Ye had shared a bed with her, he was able to focus his energy and simply wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible.

But subtly, He Ye felt a warm breath brushing against his back.

This is affecting my sleep a bit.

So he decided not to turn his back to him, hoping that this guy would have some sense of propriety, while also leaving just the right distance between them.

Time flowed by under the moonlight.

Not long after, something even more astonishing happened to He Ye—an expression of unbearable pain appeared before him as he felt the blankets being pulled back, and then someone leaned over and lay on top of him. This was an unprecedentedly intimate and abrupt act.

Even worse, it was where she was gripping with both hands.

It was exactly the right size for He Ye's wrist.

As if it were some kind of restraint, this guy probably couldn't think of any other more suitable position, so after pinning He Ye down, he instinctively used both hands to control He Ye's hands, grabbing his wrists and pressing them near the pillow.

He Ye stared at her in shock.

He was just about to ask what it meant when he noticed the confusion in Yuugiri's eyes, as if she didn't know what to do, staring at him...

They even have a somewhat cute appearance.

But that doesn't make sense. Shouldn't I be the one at a loss in this situation?

He Ye had no choice but to take a deep breath and move his wrist, only to find that she was using quite a bit of force. Helpless, he maintained the position and asked in a low voice:
"What are you doing?"

"...I can't sleep." Yugiri's red lips gleamed with a delicate sheen, appearing so soft in the hazy moonlight.

"Can't sleep?" He Ye thought to himself that if he couldn't sleep, he was disturbing him. He had already tolerated sleeping together, so maybe he shouldn't have agreed.

"...Why can't I sleep?"

"I feel very strange."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Ye swallowed the words she was about to use to send her away, which instead turned into worry—what's going on? She had never heard of her having this problem before.

"What’s wrong with you?"

“I don’t know either,” she said.

He Ye pondered for a moment and then said with concern, slowly turning his head away from direct eye contact:

“After you get back to headquarters, you can see a more professional doctor. I think the people at CORE will also give you a full check-up. They will definitely be more concerned about your health than you are about your health after you come back... Um, by the way, could you let go of my wrist? I feel like this position is a bit too ambiguous for chatting.”

"What does 'ambiguous' mean?" Yugiri asked, puzzled.

He Ye found the question very awkward. Should he explain? But explaining would take even longer, leaving the two of them stuck in this awkward position.

Unconsciously, He Ye pursed her lips.

This is his reaction to his predicament.

But this moved Xiwu even more. She just stared at Heye's face below, her eyes gradually changing from confusion to longing. His beautiful eyes reflected her, reflected his lips.

He Ye immediately sensed the unusual atmosphere; she seemed even stranger than before. This sudden intrusion into the room, sharing a bed, coupled with her now pressing down on her wrist and quietly staring at her—all these actions were far too ambiguous and strange.

What is her motive?
The shadows stretched diagonally under the moonlight, and the two remained silent beneath the raised blankets.

He could clearly see her fair collarbone, and the graceful, swan-like neck. The thin nightgown Xiwu wore was frighteningly clear to the touch; its close contact with her skin made his senses feel somewhat unnatural. He involuntarily swallowed.

"Um, what's wrong with you?" He Ye calmed down and spoke to her patiently. "This is not like you. Why would you do something like this?"

“I don’t know…” Yugiri shook her head, “but I really want it right now.”

"What do you want?"

What you did to me.

"...?" He Ye was stunned for a few seconds. "What?"

Yugiri seemed unsure how to speak. She opened her lips but ultimately remained silent, staring absently into Heno's eyes. She was recalling the kiss that had taken place at the top of the tower. Although it was sudden and forceful, the soft touch was etched into her memory; she could even remember the frequency of her heartbeat.

For some reason, thinking about this made her cheeks feel hot. Yugiri didn't know how to describe this emotion, so she just silently endured it until it overflowed at the breaking point.

So now, in He Ye's eyes, she, who should have explained something, suddenly bent her upper body down without warning.

Fine strands of black hair brushed against the pillow, so light, so moving, until lips touched lips.

The scene appears to be frozen in time.

"!..."

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh ugh ugh ugh!"

Heno struggled frantically, but Xiwu pressed down on his wrist like a crab's pincers, leaving him completely still. Only the sinking mattress and muffled, continuous whimpers could be heard.

The length of this long kiss was unknown; it might have lasted only a few seconds, or perhaps a dozen seconds.

Then, the viscous, clear liquid stretched into thin threads several centimeters long.

Under the moonlight, it was so crystal clear and delicate.

Pheromones linger around, deeply permeating the air.

He Ye stared wide-eyed, panting heavily, his chest heaving. He felt like he was about to suffocate. What had this guy just done? If he wasn't mistaken, that was a forced kiss, wasn't it?
They were so shocked that it was beyond description, like a landslide or a tsunami.

Yugiri's face was above her, and her previously bewildered eyes had transformed from longing to a kind of obsession... She breathed slowly and gently, then touched her lips lightly with her fingers. The soft touch made her heart race, and all her senses told her that this was what she wanted.

My gloomy mood suddenly lifted, like a refreshing rain falling on a flower field that had been starving.

"You..." He Ye was about to speak.

“Once again,” she said, “Leon.”

He Ye stared in disbelief, and then the inevitable second exchange of saliva followed. The feeling of being unable to breathe was her clumsy expression of not knowing how to kiss.

It can be intimate enough to express affection.

Finally, part the lips again, revealing a glistening, delicate, stringy texture.

"Enough...enough!...Stop, stop!"

This time, He Ye was panting and didn't care about his image anymore. His right wrist had broken free from its restraints. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, feeling embarrassed and as if facing a formidable enemy. He just wanted to wrap himself in the blanket and escape from here!

He probably knew why Yugiri was staring at his lips!

All of this was due to his own sacrifice at the top of the tower. In order to avoid being noticed and to prevent his true identity from being exposed, and faced with Xiwu's repeated questioning, He Ye had no choice but to silence her with a light kiss.

Although He Ye had considered the possibility of trouble, or that she might harbor resentment or dissatisfaction towards him, he never imagined it would be this kind of revenge!

Although that kiss could be considered a forced kiss, at most He Ye only used his lips to block hers. What was this tongue-sticking thing, this time? A self-taught French kiss? But now his first kiss was truly and inexplicably over!

"No, we can't do those kinds of embarrassing things!"

Nicole, who had been peeking from behind the door, jumped out and shouted loudly to stop them. Her cheeks were already flushed with embarrassment, but she still stood up resolutely.

Not long ago, Nicole noticed that Miss Sophia had gotten up and became suspicious that she had sneaked out. After waiting for a while without her returning, she decided to open the door and go out to check on her.

And then it turned out like this!

Sister Sophia appeared in the man's room and started whispering sweet nothings in his bed!
Nicole was devastated!
"What are you doing here?" He Ye asked in surprise.

"I, of course I have to be here!" Nicole shouted fiercely, clenching her fists. "How could you two sleep in the same bed at night, and make those sticky noises? It's so, so unfair to me!!!"

"What do you mean 'I'm sorry'? And be quiet, be quiet! Don't disturb the other tenants!"

The noise continued late at night, but thankfully He Ye intervened and it quickly quieted down, so it shouldn't disturb the hotel guests.

Nicole was no longer so irritable and restless. She bit her lip and pouted, puffing out her cheeks like a hamster.

"In short, you can't do that kind of thing! Sister Sophia, how could you so shamelessly crawl into your husband's bed? Only married couples can do that kind of thing!"

Nicole, full of momentum, wanted to pull Yugiri away. She had already taken Yugiri by the hand and was sitting on the bed with her hair slightly disheveled. She grabbed Yugiri's wrist.

To be honest, he had done He Ye a huge favor. He had already rolled out of bed, unbuttoned several buttons on his white shirt. Who knows what might happen if he slept with her any longer? Taking her away was the right thing to do!

"..." Yugiri was pulled a few times but didn't move. She just remained silent for a while and then explained softly, "Leon and I are a married couple."

"Uh... (Critical hit)"

It sounded like an arrow piercing through a chest.

Nicole's grip on the wrist instantly gave way, and she froze on the spot, her eyes vacant. Then, she turned to look at He Ye blankly, as if seeking a real answer, her eyes filled with disbelief.

He Ye hesitated, moved his lips slightly, and finally covered his face helplessly: "I'm sorry."

Nicole—she's completely devastated now!
"Waaaaah! So you're already married, sir? Oh yes yes yes, I was so presumptuous! I should have known that someone as handsome and outstanding as you would definitely have a partner. I, I... Waaaah!!"

Nicole turned and ran out with tears in her eyes, even remembering to close the door behind her while sobbing—how polite!

But now He Ye had completely lost her help and had to face the troublesome girl, Yugiri, alone. He couldn't understand the inner thoughts of this humanoid weapon at all, only the lingering fear of the forced kiss and a slight shyness from that soft touch!

"Wait, although we were married, we are divorced. What you heard is only one side of the story, don't misunderstand... So hurry back and take her away."

He Ye tried to persuade her to stay, speaking hurriedly, but in the end, she only closed the swaying door and her increasingly hesitant words faded away... Her hesitant words, accompanied by her drooping fingers, disappeared completely.

He Ye had no choice but to turn around and look at the bed with trepidation.

Yugiri touched her lips with her finger, then met his gaze, asking with a puzzled look in her eyes, "Leon... I feel so hot, why?"

He Ye thought to himself, "What kind of 'wolf and tiger' words are these?"
Could it be that his body actually got warmer after a couple of kisses? While there is a physiological explanation for this, such as intimate actions that release hormones causing a rise in body temperature, this was just a kiss, not some real sexual act!

He Ye had already retreated to the corner of the room, which was actually right next to the bed. In such a short time, he had no way to escape. He pursed his lips, wanting to declare that men and women should not touch each other.

And Yugiri gently crawled over onto the bedding.

The moonlight was so hazy and beautiful, illuminating her pure face and her eyes filled with clear love.

He Ye had nowhere left to retreat. He could see Xi Wu approaching him, crawling up to him like an affectionate cat, even with a hint of probing. If he chased her away now, it would still be in time, and she would immediately retreat. But she approached so cautiously, until she crawled right in front of him, her eyes reflecting his image.

After a long silence and a moment of eye contact, someone lowered their head softly.

"Please teach me what love is."

The question that had been lingering in her mind was finally voiced at this moment; it was about the conversation between Monica and herself.

(End of this chapter)