"Thunk..."

Just as Tong Yingying was about to demand an explanation, Yan Huan twisted his body and finally broke through Tong Yingying's defense to sit up.

Although I often teased Tong Yingying about her bad habits making her fat, actually, her figure was quite okay, and with this push, she was knocked to the side.

Turning her head, Tong Yingying looked over with a face full of resentment.

Seeing that Tong Yingying was about to demand an explanation again, Yan Huan took a deep breath and then mockingly asked,

"Wait a second, I want to ask, why did you pounce on me so naturally and familiarly, Tong Jie? Were you drunk?"

"Pffft, it's not like I haven't..."

"Haven't what?"

As soon as she heard Yan Huan's instant retort, Tong Yingying's expression suddenly froze.

Because she suddenly remembered, the last time she kissed Yan Huan was taking advantage of him while he was asleep!

Although Meow-chan had secretly informed Yan Huan, Tong Yingying didn't know that Yan Huan knew.

Now, saying this would just prove that she had successfully ambushed and stolen a kiss from him before?!

"Tong Jie, last time, when I stayed overnight at the store, you wouldn't have..."

Oh no, she fell into the trap!

"I didn't, I didn't..."

Tong Yingying, feeling guilty, averted her gaze and pretended to be busy packing,

"This time... I had a few drinks before coming to the hotel, wasn't thinking straight..."

Seeing Tong Yingying sweating profusely while explaining, Yan Huan could only smile helplessly.

He didn't press further with questions,

because he genuinely saw that Tong Yingying was not in a good mood now.

"Not again, okay?"

So, he gave her an out, stood up, and began to help Tong Yingying pack her things,

"So, what was so urgent that you came to find me, Tong Jie?"

Just as he was about to walk over, Tong Yingying pulled out a stick wrapped in a black bag from her suitcase and pressed it against Yan Huan's chest, stopping him from advancing further and seeing the contents of the suitcase.

Yan Huan touched the thing pressing against his chest and felt a tsuba, realizing it was the handle of a katana.

He gripped the hilt and curiously asked,

"Tong Jie, is this a real one?"

"... How could it be, I'm just here for vacation... it's a souvenir..."

Saying this, Tong Yingying paused, then continued to explain,

"It's just as you know me, I'm messy and didn't organize things. Inside the suitcase, you'd see stuff that makes me blush."

Her reasoning was impeccable, and he couldn't refute it.

Yan Huan thought Tong Yingying was very self-aware, and he didn't step forward anymore, merely glanced at her half-open suitcase.

Upon looking, he caught a glimpse of something resembling a gun barrel inside.

"..."

Seeing this, Yan Huan immediately behaved himself.

Just as he was about to speak, Tong Yingying's phone in her pocket suddenly rang, causing her to squint her eyes.

"Beep beep beep~"

"... Tong Jie, I'll go to the restroom."

Seeing the situation, without Tong Yingying needing to concoct an excuse, Yan Huan knowingly turned around and headed for the nearby restroom, closing the door behind him.

"Okay~"

Hearing the door close, Tong Yingying opened her phone, glanced back at the tightly closed restroom door, and then put on a Bluetooth headset and said,

"What's up? Didn't I say just send me a message?"

"..."

Behind her, the restroom door had opened slightly at some point.

Inside, Yan Huan had turned on the faucet and was lightly leaning against the open door, listening intently to the conversation outside.

"If he escapes, nothing can be done, it's an open conspiracy. Watching here, I can only wait until their retreat is over..."

"..."

"Split into groups, keep tracking his whereabouts, but don't cling too tightly, or you might get into trouble. I'll stay here for now..."

Though Tong Yingying's voice was small, Yan Huan heard enough and realized something.

Tong Yingying had come to Ying Country to chase an enemy. Originally, she was close to catching him, but because Yan Huan came to Ying Country, he provided an opening for the adversary.

The enemy openly targeted Yan Huan. If Tong Yingying didn't return to protect him, there was a chance that things would escalate between the adversary and Yan Huan.

If Tong Yingying couldn't let go of Yan Huan and wanted to return to protect him, then the enemy might seize the chance to escape.

Though Yan Huan had a few modifier hosts around and wasn't as defenseless as Tong Yingying worried,

the problem was, Yan Huan didn't know how the assassin might attack.

Tong Yingying's suitcase contained a weapon with such a long barrel; who knows if the opponent might have something similar?

Yan Huan had no doubts about the terror and power of the modifiers.

Once they evolve to a certain level, these weapons are trivial.

But the problem was that Yan Huan had been controlling them, and the current status of the modifiers wasn't assured to defend against sneak attacks.

Moreover, if something were to happen to him, the modifiers might go berserk again.

No wonder Tong Yingying suggested he shouldn't come to Ying Country.

He really was an added complication now.

"Sigh..."

Upon this realization, Yan Huan sighed, turned off the faucet, and pushed the door open to leave.

When he came out, Tong Yingying had already packed her luggage.

The katana leaned against the window, with the curtains tightly closed, blocking the view of the outside night.

Tong Yingying then opened the gift box that Yan Huan picked, taking out the feather-shaped pearl necklace inside.

"Do you like it, Tong Jie?"

"... I like it, but I rarely wear these."

Though she said that, Tong Yingying still sat in front of the vanity mirror and put the necklace on her neck.

At the same time, she removed the hair tie binding her red hair and turned to look at Yan Huan,

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