Gu Yelin admitted to himself that the question he asked was of very poor taste; he was now like a jealous and resentful husband. But he confessed, he was jealous, indeed, he wanted to monopolize his treasure’s body and soul, not leaving any gaps for others!
An Yiqing was startled by the man’s words, and the conversation she had with Duan Tang in the small garden a few days ago couldn’t help but come to mind. Gradually, a soft enlightenment appeared in her eyes, followed by a faint smile.
"Mmm... Ah Lin, are you jealous?..." An Yiqing’s eyebrows and eyes curved as she wrapped her hand around the man’s sturdy and lean waist.
Gu Yelin’s body stiffened, then gradually relaxed under the pats of the girl’s small hand. He opened his mouth, leaned into An Yiqing’s tender neck, and gently bit down.
"Tutu, you can only belong to me alone!"
Gu Yelin’s words were domineering and willful, yet they made An Yiqing’s heart blossom with happiness, even her normally reserved eyebrows and eyes were now tinted with deep joy.
"Ah Lin, there are no ifs. You forcefully entered my life and have been silently protecting me. This deep affection cannot be replaced by anyone. I don’t know what I would be like without you, but no matter how much time passes, a friend can only ever be a friend."
An Yiqing’s tone was gentle and firm, and her words made Gu Yelin’s constantly taut nerves finally relax.
He didn’t speak, his strong arms holding tightly around the girl’s slender waist, pressing their bodies close together as if he wanted to melt her into his bones, never to be separated.
An Yiqing let Gu Yelin hold her tightly, she leaned on his sturdy chest and softly said, "Ah Lin, I love you, and it’s not about anyone else."
A single sentence revealed their feelings and love. Gu Yielin’s handsome face shone brightly!
The night was deep and quiet, all the lights of Xuandu City were extinguished, and inside the An Family Villa, there was tranquility above and below.
Suddenly, a tall and straight silhouette vanished into the night sky with a flash.
In the bedroom, An Yiqing suddenly sat up in bed, her clear eyes devoid of sleepiness as they gleamed out the window, a smile flashing across them.
Well, there’s no danger anyway, let him go!
Not far from the An Family Villa lay a wasteland that at first glance was pitch black. Aside from the occasional howling wind, the place seemed desolate. Tonight was exceptionally quiet. Even the usually gentle moon had silently hid away.
Then, a shadow flitted across, followed by a tall figure that appeared silently in the midst of the open field.
Suddenly, deafening roars erupted from the desolate ground, coming from all directions.
It turned out that, hidden in the seemingly dark night, there were actually quietly situated hundreds of men dressed in black!
Each of them wore all-black attire, carrying a bulging backpack - judging by the length and width of the packs, they were likely filled with some sort of military hardware.
"Boss, all units have assembled, waiting for orders!" A man in a black trench coat walked up to the shadow and respectfully said, bowing.
The shadow nodded slightly, then turned.
His gaze was icy cold, his eyes like blades of frost. His red lips parted, and a murderous aura emanated from him!
"Tonight, we wipe out the Canglang Sect!"
At one in the morning, the nightlife of Xuandu City had just begun. In the streets and alleys throughout the city, bars and dance halls were brightly lit, neon lights dazzling.
Inside a bar, deafening music mingled with the lascivious lighting to create an ocean of desire; countless men and women shed their daytime inhibitions, becoming strangers even to themselves, and released their passion and youth in the confines of the bar.
Gradually, the atmosphere grew more intense, and as half-naked women danced fervently in the dance floor, everyone succumbed to madness.
Just then, the bar’s entrance was suddenly disturbed. Several burly men dressed like bouncers were thrown in, crashing into the crowd.
However, the music was too loud, and everyone’s emotions were so heightened that such a disturbance only added to their amusement.
The bouncers who were thrown out landed among a group of young men and women. They laughed and hauled the bouncers to their feet.
"Hey uncle, since when could you fly? Come on, show us a few more moves!" A drunken, yellow-haired teenager around eighteen or nineteen yanked one of the bouncers up and then, hugging his neck, clumsily patted his face.
Next to the yellow-haired teenager, several equally drunk youngsters laughed and began pulling up the other bouncers.
"Uncle, why aren’t you saying anything?" The yellow-haired youth burped drunkenly, reached out and patted the bouncer’s head, and to his surprise felt something warm and wet.
He was puzzled and tried to open his bleary eyes to see what he had gotten on his hand in the dim light.
But just then, a cry of alarm came from one of his companions!