87 Upside Down

◎Shh, turn off the lights. Let me love you instead.◎

A little hot.

The air was humid, a hazy mist, like damp gauze, clinging tightly to every inch of her skin, making it difficult for her to breathe and forcing her to gasp for air. The tips of Yan Xunzhi's hair were damp, and her vision was hazy. A shadow was vaguely approaching.

The tip of her nose felt a little cold. Kong Wei moved from bottom to top, his nose bone accidentally brushing against the tip of her nose, and then stopped.

He held her neck with his hands, rubbing it with his fingertips, and leaned forward.

Her hand was so cold that Yan Xunzhi shuddered and instinctively drew back, but she held him, preventing him from retreating further. Her warmth receded into her palm, like a spring of clear water suddenly pouring down from scorching sand, finally feeling the long-awaited sweet dew.

The edge of his mind spread. Kong Wei's mental power was so strong that the field surrounded him, then suddenly contracted. Yan Xunzhi suddenly felt oppressed, his mind instantly tensed, and his whole body trembled. "You...ah!"

But it only lasted for a short second and was quickly released, like a tease.

Kong Wei raised his head and kissed her chin, his teeth brushing against hers, leaving behind a trail of wetness and coldness.

She bit her, her voice a little slurred, a smile spreading across the cracks, "Don't be nervous. Give it a try."

The spring water was also heated by her.

Kong Wei was wearing a very thin casual outfit. When he hugged her, the cool feeling slowly seeped through the fabric into his palm.

Her body was practically boiling, her blood surging like magma, scalding her until her mind was in disarray and she was disoriented. Yan Xunzhi, consumed by the heat, reached out instinctively.

She was thin and small-framed, and Yan Xunzhi opened his arms and almost swallowed her.

Still hot.

clothing.

She reached for the zipper of her training suit, but in her haste, the zipper got tangled with it. Her hand was sore from pulling, and she felt inexplicably irritated. Kong Wei slid out of her embrace, half-knelt on her legs, lowered his head, and reached out to fiddle with the zipper...

The training suit had already fallen off around her. Her body was also icy cold, and when I hugged her back, I felt as if I was shivering from the cold.

Yan Xunzhi could clearly feel her body, her back, her waist. Every inch of their skin touching was highlighted in the blazing heat.

Kong Wei lingered on her neck, moving down, sucking and biting gently along the way. Yan Xunzhi hugged her waist and exerted a little force.

So light. She picked her up, and Kong Wei opened her eyes and looked straight ahead. Her eyes were still dark black, like a pool of ink that had spilled and dripped into her pupils.

Yan Xunzhi smiled, "Your eyes are really suitable..."

It’s really suitable for returning to the ground and not being afraid of light.

Her eyes are afraid of light. Can she be a leader? Can she return to the ground?

She didn't finish. Kong Wei kissed her, his lips and tongue finally no longer cold. His breath suddenly heated up, and the entanglement between them was indistinguishable. The words that hadn't been spoken rolled back into his stomach.

Kong Wei bit the tip of her tongue and suddenly withdrew.

Everything came back to normal. Yan Xunzhi kept moving forward in the temptation. With a clang, the palms protecting her back hit the wall heavily.

Yan Xunzhi gasped and subconsciously pulled away in pain.

Kong Wei threw his head back and laughed heartily, "Greedy! Serves you right!"

"Did you do it on purpose?" Seeing her expression flickering with playfulness, the young sentry Yan felt very upset and gritted his teeth. Inexplicably, a fire of unwillingness to admit defeat rose in his heart.

It thrust forward, pressing against her jaw. Kong Wei was forced to raise her head, the blood vessels in her neck tensed, revealing a special vulnerability. The cheetah opened its mouth and grasped her, its fangs pressing against her skin, blood vessels rolling between her teeth.

She exerted a slight force, lifting a small piece of skin. Kong Wei groaned, and Yan Xunzhi chuckled in triumph, then slowly removed the hand that was resting on the back of her head. (The above is only the area above the neck, not exceeding the standard!!)

Slide down along the spine, one section at a time.

A sudden mental pain. (This is the whistle connecting to the mental power!!)

They were connected, and Kong Wei could manipulate her mental power unscrupulously. Clenching and loosening, Yan Xunzhi's body twitched unconsciously, pain and pleasure trembling together, her realm almost twisted, as if it would be overwhelmed and shattered into pieces in the next second.

Tinnitus. The whistling sound reached the bottom of Yan Xunzhi's head, and he was in a trance, his mind blank.

The spiritual realm was scattered and she wanted to escape, but it seemed to have a suction force, tightly wrapped around her, pushing her deeper and deeper. (Reviewer, please let me go, this is the spiritual realm of the whistle, the spiritual realm! ! ! orz)

Moist.

Kong Wei put his arms around her neck and straightened his waist.

Their chests pressed against each other, and Yan Xunzhi vaguely saw Kong Wei's heart in his blank mind.

It's pumping blood, beating very fast.

Their spirits were almost overlapping, and the outlines of their images matched each other. She was trembling violently due to the oppression, as if she would fall apart in the next second, and then she was swaying and stimulated, sensitive and active.

She twitched unconsciously. Under that extreme joy, the picture in Yan Xunzhi's mind gradually became dyed with the color of grass from the edge.

The last ray of light that came through the crack in the door was extinguished.

Kong Wei let go of her with one hand and reached for the night light switch. Yan Xunzhi hurriedly chased after her and grabbed her finger just before she pressed it, "No."

She shook her head, her voice hoarse, "Don't turn on the light."

She didn't want to see her in her eyes, see her own reflection, with the exact same face.

Kong Wei curled up in her palm.

After a few seconds, he said, "Close your eyes."

Yan Xunzhi didn't move. She felt the arm that was hooked around her neck slide down, stumble and touch her cheek, climb all the way up, and cover her eyes.

The dim light intruded unstoppably through his fingers. Kong Wei's breathing had slowed down, his chest rising and falling slightly, and his voice was steady, "The past is not yours."

"...It's mine." The coolness of her palm seeped into her eyes, and Yan Xunzhi said with difficulty, "You just love my face."

"If I didn't have this good appearance...you wouldn't love me."

There was a moment of silence. Kong Wei hummed softly, "But I already love you."

He was so honest that he didn't even want to lie to her by saying something nice. Yan Xunzhi pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile. This was the result she had always known. To Kong Wei, she was just an ordinary and ordinary person. To catch her eye, there had to be something outstanding about her.

Even if she did say it, it was just a coaxing remark. It would be fine if she just heard it, but why did she still want her to confirm it, chasing after her like an idiot and asking for humiliation?

"Pervert."

Her voice was so weak, like a struggle, that it was almost inaudible. Kong Wei smiled and said, "Don't tell me that I don't have a good appearance?"

"Not as good as me."

She sniffed and buried her head in her neck. Thinking back to the first night, the details were no longer clear, but she remembered how much anticipation, excitement, anxiety and fear she had felt.

Now only the last two feelings remained, and as she fell deeper into it, everything else seemed empty.

Yan Xunzhi paused and subconsciously shrank back.

Kong Wei grabbed her hand, forcing her to move forward. At the same time, he hooked one hand around her neck, pulled her down, and raised his head to kiss her again. Yan Xunzhi's mind was not thinking, his spirit was stuck in her oppression, trembling, and his response was stiff.

Kong Wei pulled away a little, bit her lips gently, and didn't let go. "What are you thinking about?"

Warmth swept over the place where they parted, and a fine moisture appeared on the surface of the skin. Yan Xunzhi looked at her with red and wet eyes.

There was a shimmering light in her eyes, and a tear was about to fall.

"...I don't dare to love you anymore." Her throat hurt so much, so sharp that it almost pierced through her throat. She could hardly speak because of the pain. "...What should I do? I don't dare to love you anymore..."

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s not that I can’t.

She didn't dare.

She revered her, placed her on a pedestal, and looked up to her, still able to deceive herself that the mind of a god was unpredictable. But if it fell back, and fell between them, Kong Wei was nothing but a liar, keeping her in the dark, manipulating her emotions at will, playing with her like a puppet on a string.

She wants love, but how dare he take a step towards her.

That memory was so profound, it kept her awake countless nights, giving her splitting headaches, and nearly costing her her life countless times during missions, leaving her unable to control herself. Her unrequited love for her was only stripping her naked again, placing herself before her eyes, at her mercy.

Then she didn't even have a choice, she didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"oh."

Kong Wei smiled with her eyes curved. Her eyelids were soft, without any scars, and her almond-shaped eyes, like jade, softened her whole being.

"Then I love you." She kissed her, her eyelashes rubbing against her water stains, sparkling. "It turns out it's so simple. I don't know how to feel love, but I can learn."

"If you don't dare to love me, then I will love you instead. Until the day you are no longer afraid of me, or the day you get tired of me."

…

As a reserve leader, Comrade Yan was forced to start cramming his lessons and studying hard.

Kong Wei didn't have time to explain it to her - they were all very busy. Ning Yue was promoted to become her new teacher, and Sang Wanyin would occasionally come as a guest star to help her cram in ground knowledge.

Ning Yue tapped the display screen at the limp, muddy-like foreign object. Its body was stacked, its bright red tongue dangling from the mud, stretched long and spread out on the ground. "What direction is this alienation going?"

"Uh..." Yan Xunzhi asked tentatively, "Desertification...water-formation?"

Ning Yue flipped the page and said, "Right!" She immediately turned to the next page. "What about this one? What's the direction of the alienation?"

"Why are you still asking?" Sentinel Yan was paralyzed. "You just said it would be over after answering that question! You're cheating!"

Ning Yue played dumb, "Really? I forgot. You know, my memory is not very good."

"……roll!"

She no longer wanted to know anything about Ning Yue. Ever since she knew there was something wrong with her mental transformation, this had become a panacea for her various excuses... Ugh!

Why doesn’t it work when it should be useful?

Written study was mentally torturous, and practical training was absolutely devastating. After lunch, Yan Xunzhi, feeling hopeless, pushed open the door to the special warfare training room and said, "Here I come... Whose turn is it to start today?"

The S-ranked, tall and muscular Strength-type Sentinel took two steps forward. "It's my turn, it's my turn. Today starts with me."

“…”

Yan Xunzhi looked up and down at the sentry who was half a head taller than her, and said numbly, "Okay, I'll go change into my training clothes. Wait for me."

Kong Wei is a person who makes the best use of everything and maximizes the value of all items, so the two training sessions arranged during the break every afternoon are not only practical training for Comrade Yan, but also a competition and data observation for her, the successful mutant, by those experimental subjects.

Everyone was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Except Yan Xunzhi.

"Who still remembers I'm a Class B Sentinel?" Officer Yan was furious when he first heard this arrangement. "I'm just an upgraded mutant, not a genetic mutation. They're also experimental subjects, using the same potions as me. How can I possibly compete with them?"

Kong Wei replied, "I didn't say we had to win. You see, you're a speed type, so your ability is running. Who said you have to switch moves? Isn't the first priority on the ground to stay alive?"

Yan Xunzhi was barely comforted by this reasoning.

After two weeks of training, except for a few A-level sentries, she was basically chased all over the special operations room.

Officer Yan, who had been a boss for a while, was very frustrated and said he would go on strike if the situation didn't change. "...Do I have no shame?"

"And you're still saying you want to make me a leader? Ha, when I'm in power, everyone's going to point at me and say, 'Look at this leader!' You know, she's so weak! I used to chase her around like crazy... Don't bother trying to convince everyone. It's a good thing they don't overthrow me!"

Kong Wei was silent for a while, "I really haven't considered this."

He pondered again, "I thought your abilities would be much worse. It seems they are almost transformed and can be brought to the surface."

Comrade Yan stuck to the point, "Don't change the subject! So what are your plans for tomorrow? If you chase me and beat me up again, I won't go!"

Kong Wei said, "Then, go and inject the incendiary agent."

How serious are the side effects of the incendiary agent? Yan Xunzhi was stunned, "...are you talking like a human being?"

Kong Wei patted Leopard's head with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll give you some mental counseling at night. I'm a healing person, so there won't be any side effects. You see, this way I'm also useful, how great, maximizing the benefits."

Yan Xunzhi: ...

Now she sincerely felt that she should quickly hand over power and go to the surface.

Kong Wei is definitely not suitable to be a leader.