It doesn't matter what the lord is.

The elastic, fat-free white legs pushed against my face, and I immediately swore:

"Fuck!"

This sound frightened Alayya. She grabbed the sword next to her and asked in a low voice:

"Master?"

I deliberately made a snoring sound. Alayya stared at me in confusion for a while, then looked around vigilantly. In the end, she probably thought I was talking in my sleep, so she lay back carefully, but leaned towards me again. This time, she was very close to me. So close that her cheek was not far from me.

I turned over and lay flat on the bed, and Fileta immediately grabbed one of my arms and held it in her arms. Alayya held my other arm with both hands, very gently.

Although Bai Huang rubbed my face with her thigh for a few times and moved her leg away from my face when she turned over the next time, her leg was still on my chest along my left shoulder. In the dream, Bai Huang kept stepping on me with her feet, laughing like a pervert. I don't know what I dreamed about.

Not to mention He Yue, my legs were completely pinned down by him, unable to move.

Where is the prisoner-shaped sleeping method?

I was worried about being cold, but now it's getting hotter.

The four of them all gathered around me. They didn't think anything of it, but I, sleeping in the middle, was undoubtedly bearing the body heat of the four people, and I was completely turned into a furnace. The most important thing was that the originally faint fragrance around me mixed together, making my blood boil. This heat became more and more difficult to exclude as my body temperature rose. It seemed as if something was stirring in my heart.

What is this, a test of my willpower?

Or is this the assassin's real plan, to drag me into a life of luxury and debauchery, with no mood to expand outward? ?

No, this plan is too despicable, who can resist it?

Another hour passed and it was late at night.

I seemed to be sleeping soundly, but I couldn't fall asleep at all.

I don't think it's my problem. If any healthy adolescent boy is thrown into this place, he won't be able to sleep. In this regard, I am just an ordinary person.

Just when I was half asleep, I suddenly felt a rope slowly hanging down from the beam. The sound was so faint that I would not have noticed it if the end of the rope had not fallen on me, causing a small airflow.

Then, someone climbed up the rope and slid down from the beam little by little.

coming.

I squinted my eyes. There was no moonlight outside today, and it was pitch black inside and outside the house.

But I could feel the assassin slowly descending, one foot lightly tapping on the space between me and Alayya, her delicate and boneless body did not stir up any waves, even her breath was hidden neatly. Compared with the last time she was so arrogant, this time she seemed to have used her real strength.

Just because an assassin always uses the Wushuang mode doesn't mean she can't sneak. On the contrary, she has proven several times that she is indeed very good at assassination, and can sneak into the room silently without making any noise by bypassing the defense line that Bai Huang has worked hard to set up.

I still looked like I was fast asleep, but I was aware of her every move in the dark.

The assassin kept that position for a while, and after making sure we were all asleep and there was no reaction, she took out a short knife from her waist and held it in her hand. Although there was no murderous intent, I could feel her gaze, and her target was obviously on me.

Are you going to attack me after all...but why is there no murderous intent in him?

The blade brought a hint of cold wind.

Straight into my...crotch!

33. Night Talk of Three People

In my heart, I cursed the assassin's ancestors for eighteen generations. I have seen people carrying out suicide attacks and using beauty traps, but I have never seen anyone sneaking around in the middle of the night to perform castration on others!

what--

A picture involuntarily emerged in my mind.

Fifty years later, I am already old, sitting in a rocking chair with a palm-leaf fan, surrounded by a few naughty children. With a nostalgic look on my face, I tell them:

"Then, that night, I slept with the three women and He Yue. Suddenly, a female assassin fell from the sky. That night, there was no wind, no rain, no moon, and no stars. What a beautiful night! That night, I completely lost my virginity."

Then, amid the envious looks of the children, he sat up in shock from his dying illness, slapped his rocking chair, and shouted hysterically:

"I turned into a girl!"

No, don’t!

This is too tragic! Why did it unfold like this?

Damn it, don't underestimate me, I'll make you -

I was just about to fight back when I suddenly realized that I was pinned down from head to toe by four guys who were sleeping soundly.

We've fallen into a trap! It's an ambush by friendly forces!

When the assassin's knife was still a dozen centimeters away from my vital parts, I rehearsed several possible scenes in my mind.

The first one is to slap her away with one palm. Depending on the situation, she will hit the opposite wall. How much she sinks into the wall depends on how much force I use. But if I slap her with one palm, the four people present will definitely wake up, gather together to admire my heroic figure, and then find out that the city lord is so strong. The story of the slacking city lord ends here.

No, no, I don’t want that kind of future!

The second option is to pretend to roll over to avoid the stab, avoid the sharp edge, and wait and see what happens. Having said that, it is not easy to dodge this attack. The assassin is obviously not an ordinary person, and it is difficult to avoid this knife. Rolling over too much will also wake up the people around, which is still difficult to deal with.

I couldn't fight or hide, and seeing that the assassin's knife was only a few centimeters away from the happiness of the rest of my life, I gritted my teeth, made up my mind, and suddenly pulled away Alayya's hand.

Compared to the arm that was tightly held by Fileta on her plump chest, the hand held by Alayya was obviously easier to break free.

Then, I suddenly opened the quilt, grabbed her waist, and held her in my arms before the assassin girl expected it. The knife deflected, brushed my thigh, and sank into the mattress, even piercing through the mattress and the blade stabbed into the ground.

I cursed in my heart, if she really stabbed me, I would definitely end up with nothing.

The feeling of relief that the knife missed my target only lasted for a moment, and the assassin's head hit mine with a bang.

At the moment when our foreheads collided, I seriously suspected that this person had practiced Iron Head Kung Fu.

When I thought carefully about her habit of sending out previews before assassinations, I felt relieved.

This person is really stubborn!

But the problem is, at the moment when our foreheads collided, in addition to the pain and stars in my eyes, I clearly felt the soft touch on my lips.

It was as if the cherry blossoms in April fell from the tree and landed in the wine cup, but I didn't notice and they accidentally touched my lips while I was drinking.

That feeling of surprise -

And a heart full of "F*ck!!"

The assassin was obviously caught off guard. After that moment, he didn't move at all and just let me hold him with his body tense.

I hurriedly covered myself with the quilt, and the next moment, Alayya woke up.

This, what is this?

At this moment, I was lying on my back. Bai Huang's legs were on my shoulders, my right arm was held in Felita's arms, my legs were resting on He Yue's head, and Alayya was lying on my left. This scene was bad enough. But now, there was a cold dagger stuck in my inner thigh, and I was holding a petite, quiet, and dangerous assassin in my arms.

Alayya asked softly:

"Master?"

This is the umpteenth time she has called me tonight.

I thought it would be hard to pretend to be asleep this time, so I opened my eyes and asked wearily:

"what happened?"

Alaia said softly:

"It's nothing. I just heard a sound..."

I pretended to be sleepy, yawned, and said:

"I just turned over. Go to sleep."

The assassin lay obediently on my chest. I don't know if she hadn't recovered from the unexpected kiss just now, or if she didn't want to stir up trouble in such a scene. Since I was willing to help her cover up, she was willing to cooperate with me, letting me hug her petite body, holding her breath, without making any sound.

Her body was very cold.

I guessed that she had probably been outside for a few hours. Her nightgown was very thin, and after being frozen in the cold wind for so long, she felt like a popsicle thrown into an ice cellar. But I was so hot that I couldn't stand it. When she leaned against me, I actually felt a cool and comfortable feeling, and I couldn't help but hug her tighter.

Wait, what's this mysterious feeling of guilt?

It's like making love with the mistress in front of the original wife, there's a hint of excitement amidst the tension.

Alaiya nodded, but then said:

"Master seems to have gained weight?"

What the hell!

I looked up and found that, as expected, although the assassin was very petite, there was still a big difference between sleeping with two people stacked together and sleeping with one person under a blanket. I said to Alayya with a glimmer of hope:

"Really? Maybe I ate too much last night and my stomach is bloated. Look, I just need to breathe in."

After saying that, I exhaled the air from my lungs, tightened my abdominal muscles, and then used a little force to hug the assassin tighter. I don't know if the assassin understood what I meant, or wanted to get more warmth from me. Anyway, she put her arms around my waist and buried her cold little face deep in my chest, making me stick closer to her.

As a result, the quilt, which was originally bulging, suddenly deflated a lot.

"This, this is it..."

Alaiya said this with a red face. I was just wondering why she reacted like this, and when I looked up in the direction of her gaze, I understood.

Although the assassin and I have become one at this moment, the exposed handle of the knife still stands proudly under my crotch, holding up the quilt very high. It looks like...

No, Alayya, let me explain!

Alayya closed her eyes, lay back down, rested her head on the pillow, turned over, and stopped looking at me.

The others were not too sensitive to the sound and did not wake up. Bai Huang snored, scratched his belly with a silly smile, and turned over again.

Fileta was still sleeping soundly with her arms around me.

He Yue never changed her posture from beginning to end.

Everything goes quiet.

I really want to tell myself that nothing happened.

But the remaining warmth and touch on my lips, and the assassin now hugging me like a sloth, tell me that this is real, this is not a dream.

This is how to do ah……

34. The only way to avoid exposure

I felt the assassin in my arms slowly recover and began to do some small movements secretly. But with her body pressed against me, it was impossible for her to hide it from me. I easily twisted her hands behind her back. Although the assassin didn't move her body, she kept increasing the strength on her wrists, trying to break free.

The seemingly calm scene actually has undercurrents.

I could only pray that Alayya would fall asleep early and spare me, but it turns out that when people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in their teeth.

Alayya was moved by the scene tonight and asked me:

"Master, can you talk to Alaiya for a few words?"

The assassin broke free with one hand and scratched my chest with her fingers. I felt itchy and couldn't help but pat her on the back. The assassin trembled all over, but the movement of her hand did not stop. I calmed down and felt it carefully, and found that she wrote the word "qi".

After a moment's thought, I understood what she meant.

She is holding her breath now. For an assassin, holding her breath is one of the prerequisites for hiding her Qi. Every time a martial artist breathes in and out, it involves the contraction and release of power. This contraction and release is called Qi, which can be sensed by others. The assassins first practice holding their breath, and then practice how to control the fluctuation of power to the smallest amplitude when breathing again, so as not to be noticed by others as much as possible.

It can be said that the core of an assassin is the word "hidden". The problem is that although the current assassin's skill is very high, Alaiya is only 30 centimeters away from her, almost touching her, and it is impossible to hide the release of this power. As long as she breathes, Alaiya will definitely notice it, and then everything will be exposed.

I was anxious, but it was rare for Alayya to take the initiative to talk to me, and I had to protect the flag that I had finally put up. So I temporarily ignored the assassin's message to me and replied to Alayya with a smile:

"sure."

Alayya didn't turn around, but she was very close to me. I had no doubt that when she turned around, she could reach the assassin riding on me with just a stretch of her arm. Alayya didn't look at me, but whispered:

"Before, when I was in Lingyun City, I was actually very worried about the young master's future."

No, no, no, I'm more worried about my present.

"At that time, although I accompanied the young master around the city every day, the young master didn't have any friends. The young master was always smiling, full of mystery, knowing everything, and perhaps he didn't need any friends. But in my opinion, the young master is the happiest now."

I am totally unhappy! I am panicking now!!

"At that time, I would occasionally think that in the future, the young master would have many friends, the kind of friends who could make him feel warm."

Although I feel warmth from the assassin now, it can't be considered as a friend.

Alayya was silent for a while, then said softly:

"It's great to be able to come to Yuxi City, Master."

"Y-yeah...that's great."

I just responded when I found that the quilt was opened. The room was very dark at this time, and I could hardly see her face, but her eyes were still clear, and I could clearly feel the anger in her eyes. I knew that she was almost at her limit, but I had no choice but to respond to Alaiya while quickly pushing her back into the quilt. At this moment, Alaiya said to herself:

"The note clearly said tonight, why didn't I see the assassin?"