Chapter 37
The basement made people lose their sense of time, and the light was dimly dimmed.
Nan Ya Yin groggily opened her eyes from her dream and found herself being held and squeezed on the inside of the sofa, enveloped in the sweet scent of cream.
A moment too late for his consciousness to return, Nan Ya Yin finally remembered what had happened. The slight throbbing pain in the glands at the back of his neck constantly reminded him that he had been marked.
Surprisingly, it really was marked, and the gland was really bitten.
He wanted to touch it, but his hands and feet were tied up by Qiao Yan, and apart from his head, he had no other parts of his body that could move freely.
He stared intently at the person holding him; they were so close he could feel her faint breath.
Qiao Yan was still asleep, her long, black hair spread out messily over the two of them like satin. Nan Ya Yin couldn't resist moving closer to nuzzle her nose.
He thought she wouldn't wake up, but to his surprise, she half-opened her eyes and, probably still half-asleep, kissed his forehead after confirming it was Nan Ya Yin.
Nan Ya Yin felt her face flush red again, and just as she was about to retort, she saw that Nan Ya Yin had closed her eyes again out of sleep.
cut.
In the midst of their sweet romance, he surprisingly thought of the message he had received. He struggled to free himself from Qiao Yan's embrace to find his coat. Before falling asleep, he remembered saying he was hot and asking Qiao Yan to take it off for him—where had he put it?
Upon seeing that Qiao Yan's clothes were neatly folded and placed on the coffee table, Nan Ya Yin thought Qiao Yan's habits were truly terrifying; even during her sensitive period, she could still fold her clothes so neatly.
He had just pulled the terminal out of his pocket, but before he could even turn it on, Qiao Yan dragged him back.
Her strength was undeniable, completely different from the calm expression on her face. Nan Ya Yin felt that if she struggled any longer, she would be torn into noodles.
"What are you doing? Hey, stop pulling me." Nan Ya Yin patted her back with her still-mobile hand. "Can't you be reasonable?"
Qiao Yan was sleepy, but when she saw him talking incoherently, she leaned over to kiss him. There was a sofa cushion behind his head, so he couldn't dodge it. She forced him to kiss her several times.
After finally letting go, Nan Yayin couldn't resist complaining again, and after being blocked several times, he finally understood.
Qiao Yan was clearly annoyed by his noise.
Whenever he stopped talking, Qiao Yan would just lie there watching him, only hugging him and doing nothing else, like a silly child.
Seeing her like this, Nan Ya Yin wanted to laugh, and then she got kissed several more times.
Why can't I even laugh!
Nan Yayin glared at her and held the terminal up to his eyes. He wasn't afraid of Qiao Yan seeing him at all; he was completely open and honest, and discussing taking her head with the mastermind was all part of his plan.
He first glanced at the time. They had gone out in the morning, but now it was already midnight, and it would be dawn soon.
After hanging around for so long, he still didn't feel hungry. Nan Ya Yin thought he was about to evolve his digestive system to the point of exhaustion. He glanced at the crazy pop-up window; it was clearly the same person from before.
"Greedy wretch, what else do you want!"
"How could you possibly have everything she has? Who else but me could do that?"
"How dare you make me listen to such filthy sounds!"
As Nan Yayin read the message he sent, her brows furrowed more and more. Could he still eavesdrop even though his phone was off?
They were just kissing and hugging, what is this lunatic talking about? Were they always associating with people like this before?
"You're crazy," Nan Yayin replied to his message. "I haven't even greeted you yet about the bug you planted!"
"Besides, you have to pay a deposit before you kill someone. You have nothing, so why should I believe you?"
Trying to get something for nothing? This guy is really stingy.
Nan Yayin habitually turned to look at Qiao Yan, only to find her still looking silly and unreliable.
He needs to find a way to connect with this person, meet him, or find out where he is.
He didn't know that Qiao Yan had actually become much more lucid, and now she understood why her period of vulnerability had come so suddenly; the bullet that had grazed her must have had some catalytic drugs on it.
If she's lucky, she'll die; if she's unlucky and doesn't die, her vulnerable period will be enough to give her a hard time.
It's so unfair. The inhibitors are almost useless against her, but these catalytic drugs are extremely effective; they work almost instantly upon contact. It's just that her constitution makes her metabolize these drugs very quickly.
She had previously been treated at the military medical department, and since this person held a high position, it was expected that he could obtain her medical records; she just hadn't expected to be wary of this.
Qiao Yan hadn't expected that Nan Yayin had spoken with those people, but considering that his phone could be hacked, he wasn't so surprised.
Seeing him deep in thought, as if his head was about to explode, Qiao Yan knew he wanted to do something, and this was indeed a good opportunity.
Her hands were wrapped around his waist, and his shirt, which was originally quite long, kept riding up halfway because of the friction. Qiao Yan's fingers were kneading Nan Ya Yin's waist.
Nan Yayin was still trying to figure out a solution when she felt two hands moving around on her waist, and suddenly her breath caught in her throat.
He completely forgot that Qiao Yan was in her most vulnerable period, and started complaining again about how this lecherous devil could do bad things at any time.
"What are you doing?" he warned her in a low voice, pointing to the terminal to indicate that she was being eavesdropped on.
Qiao Yan did it on purpose, kneading his hands until they were warm, then sliding them inside his clothes.
Nan Ya Yin's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets when she was pressed into the sofa cushions and kissed again.
Qiao Yan used one hand to type a message on his terminal: "I can kill Qiao Yan, but I want to talk to you on the phone."
Once Nan Yayin was released, panting, Qiao Yan returned to his dazed and silly state, pointing at the terminal.
Nan Ya Yin was so angry she wanted to hit her, but it was clear that now was not the time to do that.
He pressed the send button.
A message popped up on the other end: "How can you guarantee that Qiao Yan doesn't know about this?"
Nan Yayin glanced at Qiao Yan and typed, "She's acting like she hasn't taken her medicine at all. Don't you know you drugged her? Besides, didn't you just want her dead? What difference would it make if she found out?"
After sending the message, he wiped the water stains from his mouth and bit Qiao Yan's neck hard.
Qiao Yan merely frowned, then turned him around and kissed his neck.
Then the other side replied with "Okay".
The terminal was thrown to the ground. Qiao Yan separated Nan Ya Yin's hands, which were struggling to cover her face, and kissed her again, like raindrops.
"Are you marking off your territory?" Nan Ya Yin playfully dodged her. "It tickles, it tickles so much, stop kissing me."
"Aren't you hungry?" Qiao Yan leaned her forehead against him, smiling gently.
Judging from her tone, Nan Ya Yin felt that she seemed to have regained her senses. "You..."
Qiao Yan hugged him. "I didn't mean to bully you. I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
The slightly cool hair brushed against Nan Yayin's neck, and she licked and bit it again.
It looks like a large dog being affectionate.
Nan Yayin thought to herself that he wasn't that prone to anger, and whether she forgave him or not, she said, "I'm not angry."
"No?" Qiao Yan chuckled twice. "How generous of you."
Her eyelashes were so long that they rubbed against Nan Ya Yin's neck, raising goosebumps. "I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Get up as soon as you're awake."
He was about to get up when Qiao Yan pulled him back down. "What are you doing?"
Even in a dimly lit room, you could see his flushed face, like a ripe fruit that doesn't need peeling; just a sip and you could taste its sweetness.
"Let's stay in bed a little longer." It was rare for Qiao Yan to want to break her own rules.
"If you linger a little longer, it will be dawn soon." Nan Yayin was kissed again, her face turned towards him.
"Breakfast can be eaten when it gets light."
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