Ark Simulator, don't I have no physical form?

Su Rui silently watched the two of them sip their porridge, and the slight, almost imperceptible fatigue he felt from getting up early to cook seemed to be replaced by a strange sense of satisfaction. He quietly ate his own portion, occasionally glancing up to meet Enya's bright blue eyes, still filled with curiosity and dependence, or Yela's seemingly calm yet deep black eyes that seemed to contain a thousand stars. His heart would involuntarily skip a beat, and he would quickly look away, pretending to focus on the food in his bowl.

Volume 18, Chapter 1198: The Face Changes So Quickly

After breakfast, Suri got up to clear the dishes. Enya and Yera also wanted to get up to help, but Suri stopped them with a look.

“Sit down and rest.” Su Rui’s voice carried an unquestionable authority befitting a “head chef” (?), though his ears were still slightly red. He looked at the two of them, who were clearly still tired but were forcing themselves to move, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Enya and Yera exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of amusement in each other's eyes, and thus acquiesced without insisting. Yera leaned back in her chair, her posture languid and elegant, as if she hadn't been the one who had just "ambushed" and "surrounded" Suri. Enya, on the other hand, rested her chin on her hands, elbows propped on the simple wooden table, her beautiful lake-blue eyes fixed intently on Suri's busy figure between the stove and the sink, her curiosity and... a brighter, more eager light growing stronger in her eyes.

When Suri put the last washed ceramic bowl back in its place, wiped her hands with a clean cloth, and turned around, she met Enya's eyes, which seemed to speak volumes.

“Suri,” Enya’s voice, with a deliberately cloyingly sweet tone, looked at him with a smile, “Are you… planning to go down the mountain today?”

Su Rui paused in wiping her hands, looking at En Ya with some surprise. Wasn't she "angry" and even "scolding" him for secretly going down the mountain before? Why is she now... asking him if he's going down the mountain?

"What?" Su Rui raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with suspicion and wariness. "You want me to 'rest well' again and not run around?"

Enya was amused by his wary look. She gave a soft "humph," but the amusement in her eyes deepened. She lowered her hand from her chin, leaned forward slightly, and looked closely into Su Rui's eyes with her smiling blue eyes. Her tone carried a hint of slyness and... a righteous "command":

"No, that's not it! I was thinking... since you went down the mountain so smoothly to 'take care of things,' and you got along so well with Enxia..." She emphasized "smoothly" and "got along well," a mischievous glint in her eyes, "then... could I... trouble you to make another trip?"

Suri: "..." He instantly understood Enya's intention. This was...having tasted success, she wanted him to "visit" Enya again, and incidentally...act as a "messenger"?

He looked at Enya's sly, fox-like expression—clearly wanting something from her but feigning a "I'm giving you a chance" attitude—and felt both annoyed and amused. Who was it that had been so jealous before, dragging him into her room for "interrogation" just because he smelled of someone else? Now, for her sister's sake, she practically wanted to kick him out the door immediately?

"You were worried I'd run off, but now you want to push me out?" Su Rui rolled her eyes, tossed the hand towel aside, crossed her arms, and glanced at Enya with a hint of resentment and teasing in her voice, "Holy Maiden, isn't your change of heart a little too fast?"

Enya blushed at his blunt teasing, but she was clearly prepared. Instead of backing down, she puffed out her chest even more confidently (although the movement made her furrow her brow slightly due to her soreness). She stood up, walked around the small wooden table, and stood in front of Su Rui. She tilted her head up, her eyes flashing with a mixture of coquetry, pleading, and... a secret, confident "threat" between lovers.

"How can that be the same!" Enya's voice was soft and sweet with a hint of coquettishness. She reached out and gently tugged at Su Rui's sleeve. "Before, I was... I was worried about you! Now that I know you went to take care of important business, and... you helped me so much, I... I'm so grateful to you!"

She paused, a mischievous glint in her eyes, then suddenly tiptoed and leaned close to Su Rui's cheek, giving her a swift, fleeting kiss. Then, instead of immediately pulling away, she gently rubbed her soft, slightly cool cheek against Su Rui's flushed cheek, which had instantly warmed from the kiss, and whispered in a warm voice, audible only to the two of them:

"Aren't we... intimate enough between us?"

Her voice, like the softest feather, gently caressed Suri's eardrums and heart. Her warm breath, carrying her unique, sweet scent with a hint of herbal fragrance, caressed Suri's sensitive neck. The touch of their cheeks together was soft and delicate, carrying a heart-fluttering intimacy.

Su Rui's body froze instantly! A tingling, electric sensation shot through his entire body from the kisses and caresses on his cheeks! His heart pounded as if gripped by an invisible hand! Blood rushed to his head, causing his cheeks, ears, and even neck to turn bright red at a visible speed! His furry snow leopard ears, in particular, stood up completely due to extreme shame and... an indescribable fluttering, the tips even trembling slightly and uncontrollably.

"You...!" Suri opened his mouth, wanting to say something to refute or cover up his embarrassment, but all the words got stuck in his throat. Enya's sudden, bold and intimate action, and her words full of implications and "threats," completely threw him into disarray.

“Every time you ‘come back’…” Enya seemed quite satisfied with Suri’s reaction. She slightly pulled away, but her blue eyes, brimming with moisture and a mischievous smile, remained fixed on Suri. Her pink lips parted slightly as she added in a whispered voice, each word seemingly hooked, teasing Suri’s tense nerves, “…Didn’t we all… ‘be very affectionate’?”

She deliberately slowed down her pace and emphasized the words "be affectionate," carrying a blatant, suggestive tone that made one blush. Her gaze, pointedly sweeping over Su Rui's still somewhat stiff lower back from the previous night's "exhaustion," and the slightly open neckline revealing her delicate collarbone, her eyes practically overflowing with amusement and mischief.

Suri: "!!!" He felt his brain explode with a "boom," as if a volcano had erupted! A tremendous sense of shame and a feeling of powerlessness—being completely "seen through" and "controlled"—swept over him like a tsunami! Enya's words clearly meant: Go down the mountain and do something for me, and when you come back... you'll get a "reward"! And it's... the kind of "reward" that makes him both "painful" and "pleasant," one he can't resist!

Volume 18, Chapter 1199: I don't accept it!

This is... this is blatant bribery and threat!

Suri's face flushed crimson. He stared into Enya's eyes, brimming with cunning, smugness, and… a barely perceptible hint of deep affection. His heart pounded, his breath quickened. He wanted to refuse, to say he wouldn't be bought off by such "sugar-coated bullets," but the words wouldn't come out. Because… he had to admit, what Enya said… seemed to be true? And that "reward"… did seem… indeed… very tempting?

"You...you..." Su Rui stammered for a long time, and finally, she could only squeeze out a weak protest from her throat in a fit of anger and embarrassment, "...shameless!"

Enya chuckled, her laughter like a clear spring splashing on a stone, crisp and melodious. Looking at Su Rui's humiliated and indignant expression, yet utterly helpless, her pleasure and satisfaction reached their peak. She stopped pressuring him, taking a step back to create some distance, but her smiling eyes remained bright and sparkling as she looked at him, as if waiting for his "compromise."

Yera, who had been sitting quietly at the table as if enjoying a good show, finally spoke. Her voice was as calm and distant as ever, as if the "shocking" conversation just now had nothing to do with her.

“What Enya said makes sense,” Yera said slowly, looking calmly at Suri, her dark eyes flashing with a gentle light that seemed to understand everything. “You seem to have a rather ‘connection’ with the Shivaesh family. Since Enya cares about her sister and you have the ability to visit, it would be a good thing to do so more often and pass on some messages.”

She paused, a barely perceptible, meaningful smile curving her lips: "Besides... just as Enya said, every time you 'return,' we... have never 'mistreated' you."

Suri: "..." He turned his head sharply and looked at Yera. Even Yera...?! He looked at Yera's calm and collected demeanor, as if she were just stating a fact, and then at Enya's smug little expression that said, "Look, even Yera says so." The last bit of struggle in his heart completely collapsed.

He finally understood. These two women were in cahoots! One played the good cop, the other the bad cop, using both soft and hard tactics, coercion and enticement, all to make him willingly and obediently "go down the mountain on official business" again!

A profound sense of powerlessness and a strange, resigned feeling of being "completely outmatched" washed over Su Rui. He sighed helplessly and raised his hand to rub his still burning temples.

“…I understand.” Su Rui’s voice carried a sense of self-abandonment and near-submission. “I…I’ll go.”

Enya's eyes instantly lit up like stars! She was so happy she almost jumped for joy, but the soreness in her body made her stumble, and she quickly grabbed the table next to her for support. But the smile on her face was as radiant as the sunshine after a snowfall.

"Really? That's great!" Enya exclaimed excitedly. Then, as if remembering something, she quickly turned around and hurried (though her steps were still a little unsteady) toward her bedchamber. "Wait for me! I have something for you to give to Enya!"

Not long after, Enya returned quickly, carrying a stack of pristine white cardboard cards carefully tied with ribbons and decorated with delicate snowflake patterns along the edges. These were postcard-like letter carriers occasionally used among the Sherag nobles, typically for conveying brief, private, or ceremonial messages.

Enya solemnly handed the stack of postcards to Su Rui with both hands. Her cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush from running and excitement, and her eyes were filled with sincere anticipation.

“This… please give this to Enxia.” Enxia’s voice was soft yet earnest. “I wrote some things on it. Tell her I’m doing well on the Holy Mountain, and that she shouldn’t worry. Also… ask about her well-being, and tell her… if she has time, she can… write back to me.” She paused, a barely perceptible hint of sadness and longing flashing in her eyes, “If… she’s willing.”

Suri looked down at the stack of pristine white postcards in his hand, still warm from Enya's fingertips and carrying her faint fragrance. He could imagine the careful yet hopeful feeling Enya had when she wrote those words. They were more than just words; they were her trembling hand reaching out to her sister, an attempt to reconnect, yet one that dared not be too hasty.

A heavy sense of responsibility weighed on Su Rui's heart. He took the postcards and carefully tucked them into the protective pocket in his pocket, as if handling fragile treasures.

“…I will give it to her.” Suri looked into Enya’s eyes and solemnly promised. His voice was no longer filled with helplessness or teasing, but with an undeniable seriousness.

Enya looked at Suri's solemn expression, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears of gratitude. She nodded vigorously, her voice slightly choked, "Yes! Thank you, Suri!"

Yera also came over and stood beside Enya, looking at Suri with gentle eyes. She didn't say anything more, but simply reached out and gently patted Suri's shoulder, a gesture carrying the encouragement and... instruction of an elder.

"Go early and come back early." Yera's voice was calm and distant, but Suri seemed to detect a hidden concern in it.

Suri nodded. He took one last look at Enya's expectant and affectionate eyes, then at Yera's deep, calm black eyes that seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words, before turning and walking out of the kitchen.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Enya and Yela, who were still standing there watching him go. A slightly awkward yet unusually serious expression appeared on his face as he said:

"I...I'll be back soon. You all...get some rest. Don't...don't wander off."

His tone carried a hint of feigned "sternness," but his concern was clearly evident.

Enya and Yera exchanged a glance, both seeing a smile in each other's eyes. Enya nodded vigorously and sweetly replied, "Okay! We'll wait for you to come back!"

Yela nodded almost imperceptibly, a faint, gentle light flashing in her eyes.

Su Rui then turned around, no longer lingering, and with steps that were still a little sore but unusually firm, walked out of the side wing of the temple, disappearing into the cold morning light and howling snow outside.

Volume 18, Chapter 1200: Waiting for Su Rui to Fall into the Trap

His figure quickly disappeared at the end of the winding mountain road. At the kitchen doorway, Enya still leaned against the door, gazing in the direction he had vanished, her gaze lingering. Unconsciously, her hand gently caressed the edge of the table where Su Rui had just stood, as if still warm from his touch. Her eyes were filled with anticipation, longing, and a hint of…sweet, expectant joy.

Yera stood quietly beside her, her gaze distant, as if piercing through the wind and snow to see a more distant future, and... the back of the silver-haired boy hurrying through the wind and snow.

This time, the descent from the mountain was no longer a forced "sneak trip" or a "mission" with a "task," but a "sweet journey" carrying heavy concerns and promises.

As for what kind of "affection" and "reward" he would receive upon his return... Su Rui's ears quietly turned red again in the cold wind. He shook his head, trying to banish those blush-inducing images from his mind, and quickened his pace.

Encia… I hope that innocent little sister will be happy to see her older sister's postcard. Suri thought, a barely perceptible, soft smile curving her lips upwards.

Leaving the warm (though somewhat "sweet burden") sacred mountain temple, Suri (Snow Leopard version) moved swiftly through the steep ridges and snow-covered pine forests, like an ink stain blending into the snow. This descent felt different than before. The thrill of "sneaking away" and the tension of the "mission" were gone, replaced by a sense of... a "visiting relatives" kind of relaxed (?) and responsible feeling, with a clear purpose. The stack of snowflake-patterned postcards Enya had solemnly entrusted to him, clutched in his arms, seemed to still retain the warmth and faint fragrance of her fingertips, heavy with reminders of the purpose of his journey.

He didn't deliberately conceal his whereabouts as before, but he also didn't act ostentatiously. Relying solely on his familiarity with the terrain and his excellent stealth abilities, he avoided major patrol routes and densely populated areas, heading directly towards Shivaish Manor. The biting wind whipped at his silver hair and his fluffy snow leopard ears, which trembled slightly in the cold, but his seemingly thin loungewear (specially made by Yera, seemingly offering good warmth and protection) and the vigorous life force of a snow leopard coursing through his veins made him feel relatively unaffected by the cold.

Once inside the perimeter of the Shivaish Manor, Suri's senses sharpened considerably. Like a master hunter, he moved nimbly through the manor's meticulously arranged, yet not foolproof, sentry posts and blind spots. He was familiar with the terrain and understood SilverAsh's defensive strategy—tight on the outside, loose on the inside; the core area was heavily guarded, but some servant passageways, garden corners, and less important areas always had "gaps." The greenhouse area Suri was heading to belonged to the latter.

However, just as he was about to pass through a relatively secluded corner—a place connecting the kitchen warehouse and the garden side gate, piled with many pruned dead branches and discarded flowerpots—to take a shortcut to the greenhouse, that familiar, intensely pervasive aura, a blend of sunlight, leather, and a faint hint of wildness, suddenly erupted without warning, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows! And with a speed, precision, and even more… “skilled” ease than before, it instantly locked onto him!

Immediately afterward, a golden figure, like a burning fragment of the sun, emerged from behind the extremely concealed blind spot formed by the pile of withered branches and flowerpots, like a female leopard pouncing on its prey! Her movements were swift, precise, and ruthless! They carried a battle intuition honed through countless trials, almost instinctive, belonging to a top-tier warrior! Moreover, it seemed... she had completely predicted Su Rui's route and possible reactions!

Su Rui's internal alarm bells rang again! He didn't even have time to think; his body reacted instinctively! He slammed his toes against the ground, his body like a spring compressed to its limit, retreating rapidly to the side and rear! At the same time, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, preparing to block the expected fierce attack!

However, this time, the mace's target does not seem to be attacking.

Her attack, seemingly fierce, suddenly changed direction just before it touched Su Rui! Her body, with incredible flexibility and coordination, flowed around Su Rui's hasty block like water. Then, her arms, like the strongest iron hoops, in a posture that Su Rui was extremely familiar with, yet even more difficult to break free of, full of power and... possessiveness, suddenly... from behind, firmly and solidly... encircled Su Rui in her embrace!

"!!!"

Suri's body froze instantly! He could clearly feel a warm, firm, incredibly strong and elastic female body pressed tightly against his back. One of her arms was across his chest, restricting his breathing and limiting his arm movement, while the other was tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen, holding him firmly in place. Their bodies were pressed together so closely that there was almost no gap. He could even feel the soft, elastic pressure of her chest and the steady, powerful heartbeat that pierced through her clothes. A scent mixed with sunlight, sweat (perhaps from just finishing training?), leather, and a clean yet wild aroma unique to Caprini, like the strongest liquor, instantly enveloped and engulfed him!

It's the mace! It's her again! That blonde goat! How could she...!

A wave of immense shame, anger, and a sense of powerlessness at being "played" surged through Su Rui's heart once more! He wanted to struggle, to roar, to tear this despicable woman off him by any means necessary! But Jian's strength was astonishing! Moreover, her restraining posture was exceptionally skillful, almost completely locking down all of Su Rui's angles and space to exert force! He struggled desperately, twisting his body, trying to strike her ribs with his elbows, his chin with the back of his head, and even lashing her legs with his tail... But all his resistance was easily neutralized by Jian's seemingly cast-iron arms and precise force-dissipating techniques!

"Let me go! You... lunatic!" Su Rui's voice was hoarse with anger and struggle. His cheeks flushed red from extreme shame and the indescribable strangeness of close physical contact. His furry ears stood up straight, their tips red from bloodshot, and trembled violently.

Volume 18, Chapter 1201: The mace is a burly woman.

However, Jian seemed not to hear his protests, nor to feel his futile struggles. She simply buried her face deeply in the crook of Su Rui's neck, her nostrils flaring slightly, like the most devout believer sniffing the scent of a sacred object, or the most keen hunting dog confirming the scent of its prey. Her breath, hot and rapid, sprayed onto the sensitive skin of Su Rui's neck, bringing waves of tingling, thrilling sensations.

This time, she didn't sniff as intensely as before, but simply breathed deeply and quietly, as if she wanted to inhale all of Su Rui's scent into her lungs and etch it into her very bones.

Suri was trembling with rage at her inexplicable, aggressive, and obsequious actions! He wanted nothing more than to turn around and tear the woman's face apart with his claws! But the physical constraints and the disparity in strength meant he could only flutter helplessly like a bird caught in the claws of a raptor.

Just as Su Rui was about to erupt again from extreme shame and powerlessness, Jian's deep, strangely hoarse voice, as if suppressing some intense emotion, slowly rang in his ears:

"...Don't move."

Her voice was deeper than usual, with an indescribable, almost dreamlike quality.

“I… I think… I’ve remembered something,” Jian continued, her arms tightening unconsciously as she held Su Rui closer, as if trying to meld him into her body. “Some… fragments from a long time ago, very vague… but very important….”

Did she remember something? Suri's struggling movements paused almost imperceptibly. That strange phrase again? She'd said something similar in the corner last time. Could it be… this woman wasn't making excuses, but… actually…?

"...What is it?" Su Rui asked irritably, his voice still cold and filled with undisguised annoyance. He didn't believe this crazy woman's nonsense! It was probably just another trick to distract him!

Jian didn't answer immediately. She kept her face buried in Su Rui's neck, breathing in his clear, clean scent, like snowmelt, mixed with the coolness of the sacred mountain, Enya's herbal fragrance, and... a very faint, almost imperceptible, familiar and warm feeling, as if imprinted deep in her soul.

After a long silence, she spoke again, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, a confusion that seemed to be trying to piece together shattered glass, and... a persistent quality:

"...The wind and snow...were heavy. There was a smell of blood...it was very cold...very dark...and then...there was a light...very warm...carrying...this smell..."

She spoke incoherently, her voice low and muffled, as if recalling a distant and fragmented nightmare. But when she said "this smell," her arms around Suri tightened again, as if Suri was the only "anchor" she could grasp in those fragments of memory, a "point" that radiated warmth.

Suri frowned, listening to her incoherent and rambling words. Snowstorm? Blood? Light? Smell? What was all this nonsense? He had absolutely no recollection of ever seeing this blonde goat, much less of "saving" her or seeing her in some snowstorm-swept, blood-soaked place. His memories were fragmented, mostly consisting of battles, missions, and a hazy darkness. If there really were any scenes of "snowstorm" and "blood," they probably wouldn't have been pleasant experiences.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Suri said coldly, struggling again. “Let me go, I have things to do.”

However, Jian seemed not to hear his refusal. She still held him tightly, pressing her face against his neck, as if it were the most comforting place in the world. She stopped speaking, just held him quietly, her breathing gradually becoming steady, as if she had fallen into some deep recollection of the past and... confirmation.

Suri was completely exasperated by her stubborn and "rogue" attitude. He couldn't break free, cursing was useless, and he couldn't beat her in a fight (at least not in this completely restrained position). He was like a cat whose scruff of the neck was being held by a large canine (?), but the canine couldn't bring itself to bite, and could only stand there stiffly and resignedly, letting the other person "dominate" him.

Time ticked by in this secluded and awkward corner. A cold wind whipped up withered leaves and snowflakes, whistling past them. Su Rui could feel Jian's warmth and her steady, strong heartbeat. Gradually, the initial shame and struggle, due to the prolonged stalemate and its fruitless outcome, were replaced by a strange, helpless calm.

"Oh well..." Su Rui sighed deeply and helplessly in his heart. Anyway... he couldn't break free. He'd just consider himself "kidnapped" by a breathing, warm, golden "human-shaped pillow." As long as she didn't do anything more outrageous... like kissing him like last time... he... would tolerate it.

With this almost resigned, numb mentality, Su Rui gave up the futile struggle. His stiff body relaxed slightly, no longer as tense as a stone. But he still didn't turn around or speak, only staring blankly at the corner of the wall covered with withered branches and snow, as if contemplating life.

However, just standing there was incredibly boring. Especially being tightly embraced from behind by a hot, alluring woman (even though she was a lunatic), her nose filled with her fragrance, her body feeling her warmth and heartbeat… For Su Rui, who was mentally and physically normal (?), this experience was truly an indescribable torment and test.

He needs to do something to distract himself.

So, Suri hesitated for a moment, and then, extremely slowly and carefully, took out his...terminal from his pocket (that pocket that seemed to hold everything).

It was a palm-sized, flat cube with a shimmering, dark blue metallic sheen and an extremely simple, streamlined design. It was something Su Rui had brought with him when he "woke up," or rather, something that "manifested" along with his consciousness. Inside were some fragmented data and records that seemed to be left behind from his "past," as well as... a few single-player games that he used to pass the time, downloaded from who-knows-where.

He would usually take it out to play when he was bored on the sacred mountain. Now, being "bound" with the mace like this, it seemed... to be a good opportunity to pass the time?

Su Rui opened the terminal, and the screen lit up with a ghostly blue light. He skillfully swiped to unlock the screen and tapped on an icon that looked like an crossed sword and shield, titled "Abyss Scar," which seemed to be some kind of Roguelike action-adventure game. This was a game he had been playing recently, quite difficult, and very good at killing time.

Volume 18, Chapter 1202: What are you thinking?

The game loads, and pixelated graphics and upbeat background music (which Suri has turned down quite low) begin to play. Suri starts using her fingertips to slide and tap across the smooth screen, controlling the pixelated character as she slashes monsters, avoids traps, and searches for treasure chests in a dark dungeon maze.

He stared intently at the screen, trying to use the tension and excitement of the game to ignore the presence of the warm body behind him and the lingering, unsettling aura.

At first, Jian seemed completely unresponsive to his act of taking out the terminal. She continued to hold him quietly, her face pressed against the crook of his neck, as if she were immersed in her own world of memories.

However, not long after, when the pixelated character controlled by Su Rui made a mistake and was hit by a combo from an elite monster in the dungeon, losing half of its health and having to flee in a sorry state while frantically dodging, Su Rui's breathing became slightly rapid, and his body tensed up almost imperceptibly due to tension.

This subtle change seemed to have startled the mace behind him.

She shifted slightly, as if pulling herself out of her reverie. Then, Suri felt her face turn slightly to the side. Immediately afterward, a warm breath, carrying her unique scent, sprayed more clearly onto his ear and cheek.

Su Rui's body stiffened instantly! He almost let his hand slip, causing the pixelated figure on the screen to be caught and killed by the monster! He endured the tingling sensation in his ears and forced himself to focus on the screen.

However, it seems that... Jian has become interested in the content on the terminal screen?

Su Rui could feel her gaze seem to have passed over his shoulder and landed on the screen of the terminal in his hand. She seemed... to be watching him play games?

This realization made Suri feel a strange sense of absurdity and unease. Being hugged from behind by a blonde goat with incredibly high combat abilities and bizarre behavior, watching her (seemingly) watch her play video games… what kind of situation was this?!

Suri tried to ignore the almost tangible gaze fixed on her profile and the screen, trying to stay focused on the game. But the presence of the sword was just too strong. And, it seemed... she was watching quite intently?

When Su Rui's pixelated character finally seized the opportunity and unleashed a dazzling combo to kill the elite monster, scattering a pile of glittering gold coins and equipment, Su Rui breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief. The corners of his mouth curved slightly upward, revealing a subtle sense of satisfaction befitting a gamer.

Just then, he felt the arm resting on his chest... move slightly? Then, her cheek drew even closer. This time, her cheek was almost touching Su Rui's! She could clearly see the flickering pixels on the terminal screen.

Su Rui's body instantly stiffened like a statue! He could even feel the cool, delicate touch of her skin on his cheek, and the tiny breaths from her breathing brushing against the downy hairs on his face. His heartbeat quickened involuntarily again, and his ears began to burn.