I am the savior, but I am being asked by Alicia and the others to pay me back.

Some people even watched it while eating popcorn, just like they were watching a movie.

"Speaking of which, when was this surveillance installed?"

Yulandel asked Rita.

"Just last month." Rita replied, "Because there were too many people attacking Lord Ye Ming at night, everyone discussed and arranged for supervision."

In other words, every move of Kiana is being broadcast live.

On the other side, Ying also asked Zhen:

"Do you think Kiana can succeed this time?"

"I don't know, but the probability is very low." Zhen shook his head.

"But what if it succeeds?" Ying was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, if the probability is high, Mei and Himeko won't help Kiana."

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"Finally successful!!"

After several twists and turns, Kiana finally pried open the complicated door lock.

"Ye Ming... I didn't wake you up, did I?"

Thinking of this, Kiana was still a little worried when she pushed the door.

"No, think about it carefully. Ye Ming has been sleeping very soundly recently, and if he wakes up, he will definitely open the door to find out what's going on."

After mustering up her courage, Kiana broke into the room. Just as she thought, Ye Ming was not guarding the door and seemed to be still asleep.

"Ye Ming... I can finally be with you..."

In the silent room at night, Kiana's heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Wearing her battle suit, she climbed onto the edge of Ye Ming's bed.

"It's soft... so comfortable..."

555. Why is there still involution?

"It's soft... and warm... it's so comfortable to hug..."

What Kiana didn't expect was that the person she just hugged in the quilt was more addictive to the comfortable tenderness than the astringent thoughts.

"Is this a pillow? Or is it Ye Ming's body... It feels so furry... huh?"

Suddenly, Kiana noticed something was wrong: "Fluffy?"

She lifted the blanket on the bed and found that Ye Ming was not there at all. Instead, there was the Son of God who had been lying in ambush here long ago.

"You you you you you! Why are you here!?"

"I should be the one asking you this."

Unlike Kiana who jumped out of the bed, Shen Zi lay on her side.

She frowned and said resentfully:

"When someone grabbed my tail, I thought it was Ye Ming. But it turned out to be you. I was so happy for nothing."

"You are here for a night raid as well... ahem, are you here to look for Ye Ming as well?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to come."

Shen Zi combed the hair on his tail while looking at Kiana:

"Oh, you're dressed so cutely, it looks like you want to do it to the end."

“Well, then, that kind of thing… ow!”

Kiana blushed immediately. Not knowing how to refute, she could only use the opponent's force to fight back:

"You're still the same! Dressed like this! Don't say you don't have any ideas."

At this time, the Son of God was wearing a gorgeous low-cut bathrobe, looking particularly lovely in the moonlight.

"Yes, that's right. I did come here with the intention of competing with Ye Ming. What was the result?"

The Son of God said with disdain:

"Who would have thought that the guy who was hugging my tail and rubbing against me would be you."

"That...that's human nature...who wouldn't be confused by that big tail?"

I used to be very curious about why Ye Ming liked to stroke his tail so much. This time, Kiana tried it herself and found it really felt good.

"Ha... Fortunately, Lord Kitsusai-kun is not here, otherwise... I'm afraid there will be other troubles."

Thinking back to the fact that Hu Zhaigong and Ye Ming also had a very good personal relationship, especially that tail...the Son of God felt a sense of crisis.

If one's own tail were a figurine, then Kitsaigumi's would be a one-to-one life-size pillow, much larger in size and the feeling of hugging it.

"Wait... I don't quite understand..."

Embarrassed, Kiana suddenly discovered the blind spot.

"How did you get in?"

When I entered the room, I took a lot of effort to pick the lock, and I didn't see anyone else at that time.

"Through the window?"

The Son of God pointed calmly at the balcony outside Ye Ming's bedroom.

"Ah?" Kiana ran to the balcony and looked up and down, then exclaimed, "You were airborne?"

Shenzi nodded.

"Your strength...has been restored?"

"No."

"How is that done?"

“It just flipped over like that?”

“???” Kiana was stunned.

"No, has it become like this?!"

Because she has been working under Ye Ming's protection, Kiana has never felt any pressure.

But now she felt firsthand what it meant to "If you don't come, there are plenty of people who will."

"But...where did Ye Ming go?"

"Who knows? There are so many rooms in the villa. We can't look for them one by one, right?"

"Wow... No wonder Ji Zi looked so disappointed in me before."

Kiana suddenly recalled that day when she hugged Ye Ming and cried all night. Later, when Ji Zi knew about this, she looked incredulous.

It turned out that was the easiest opportunity to succeed, but I ended up wasting it.

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"Ahh~~"

The next morning, Ye Ming woke up in Bronya's room, then stretched tremblingly.

"It's so uncomfortable... I feel pain all over my body and my chest is uncomfortable too."

——After all, I stayed up so late, almost all night.

"Yeah, I can't stay up late like this anymore. It's really harmful to my body."

Ye Ming looked at Bronya who was sleeping soundly beside him, and the controllers scattered on the bed, and thought to himself that he would never play like this again next time.

"Also, you can't play with your phone before going to bed."

Last night, Ye Ming returned to his room intending to sleep normally, but after watching videos and forums for a while before going to bed, he lost his sleepiness.

He was so bored that he simply went to play games with Bronya.

"But...it's really uncomfortable. Is it so uncomfortable to stay up late?"

Ye Ming stood up and wanted to drink some water. He felt more and more chest tightness and pain. It was not the first or second time that he stayed up late. Why did he start to have symptoms recently?

——You should go take a nap. The new version is ready anyway, just let Ganyu and the others release it.

"Yeah, there really isn't much work to do today, so I might as well take a day off."

After saying this, Ye Ming explained a few things to Rita and Fu Hua in the hall and then returned to his room.

When passing by the floor-to-ceiling mirror beside the bed, Ye Ming suddenly stopped.

"Ok?"

He looked at himself in the mirror, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Did I fall asleep?"

Ye Ming rubbed his eyes, but after making sure he was awake, the self in the mirror remained unchanged.

--What's wrong?

"It's bad... What Jizi and the others said before... doesn't seem to be an illusion."

Only then did Ye Ming notice that his eyes were indeed not pure black like before.

Just like what Ji Zi said that day, more than half of it turned into a cherry pink-red color.

Since it was daylight now, there couldn't be any light problem, so the only thing that had changed was the color of my eyes.

"Am I ill?"

——It’s nothing. Doesn’t it look better than before?

"I'm not kidding you."

——I'm not kidding. If you don't believe me, ask other people to take a look and they will definitely come to the same conclusion.

"Don't make a fuss, this is obviously a disease, right?"

——I scanned your physical condition and found that it is not the case. Do you believe me?

"Okay... since you said so, I can't refute it."

After all, my body structure is too complicated, so going to the hospital is useless.

"..."

Seeing Ye Ming still standing in front of the mirror, the system asked:

——What happened again?

"Why do I feel like... my hair isn't as black as before?"

——Isn’t this still black?

"It certainly didn't turn into a different color, but... it feels faded."

It's just like the feeling of washing clothes too many times and the color is washed away.

——It’s pretty good, better than before…

"It looks better, right? Can you try a different approach?"

——At least on this point, I am telling the truth and I am definitely not lying to you.

"Stop talking, this tough guy can't bear to hear this."

——You are a tough guy who keeps looking in the mirror, right? A tough guy like you shouldn't have mirrors in your room.

"This... does make sense. Throw this thing out now."

After saying this, Ye Ming pushed the floor-length mirror toward the door and went to sleep.

——It’s so easy to handle.