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As the night deepens, the silence of the dimly lit streets is occasionally broken by the sound of the wind and distant car horns. Ye Che and Su Mingxi continue their journey in this profound night, weaving through the shadows of the city. Under the streetlights, their shadows stretch long, as if telling a silent story.
After resting, Su Mingxi feels some vitality returning to her body. She follows Ye Che, her eyes occasionally flashing with curiosity about this mysterious man.
Walking on the dim and desolate street, their eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, ready to respond to any potential danger. Ye Che walked with firm and resolute steps, displaying his familiarity with the city with each stride.
Just as they turned a corner, a group of malicious mutants suddenly appeared. Their eyes were filled with greed and covetousness towards Su Mingxi, clearly aware of her rare cauldron physique. The mutants' gaze revealed their avarice and malice, their figures appearing particularly sinister in the dim light.
Ye Che quickly shielded Su Mingxi behind him, his eyes becoming as sharp as a knife as he coldly stared at the group of mutants. His hand had unknowingly tightened around the cold long knife, its blade shimmering with a cold light under the dim street lamp.
"Su Mingxi, step back," Ye Che's voice was low and firm, his gaze as unyielding as a rock and as cold as ice.
The mutants seemed unafraid of Ye Che's threat. A leader among them advanced, his eyes filled with cunning. "Kid, do you think you can protect her? Her cauldron physique is too valuable to us. You'd better hand her over."
Ye Che's gaze showed no sign of backing down, his voice as cold as ice. "If you want her, you'll have to step over my dead body."
On that dimly lit street, the mutants launched their attack, with flames, electric currents, and gusts of wind intertwining in the air, illuminating every corner of the night. Their mutant powers erupted with dazzling light, as the scorching flames and crackling electric currents created a terrifying and spectacular scene.
Ye Che faced such an attack without fear, his figure swift and agile, like a ghost in the night. His long blade drew cold trajectories in the air, each swing accompanied by piercing cold winds and sharp ice shards, as if freezing the surrounding air.
Ye Che uses his ice-based abilities to create Ice walls and Iceblades, blocking and even reflecting back the flames and electric currents of his enemies. Every step he takes is filled with calculation and strategy, his gaze calm as if he has found his own rhythm in this chaotic battle.
Su Mingxi stands by, her eyes filled with astonishment and admiration. Watching Ye Che move among the espers, she can't help but feel a deep sense of awe. She murmurs softly, " Ye Che, you are truly powerful."
The battle lasted for a while, and in the end, Ye Che emerged victorious like a lone warrior, defeating all his enemies. His long sword was stained with the blood of his enemies, but his gaze remained calm, as if the battle just now was nothing more than a routine practice for him.
Su Mingxi approached Ye Che with a hint of subtle concern in her eyes. "Are you okay, Ye Che?"
Ye Che Turned around, looked at her, and there was a rare warmth in his eyes: "I'm fine, as long as you're safe." There was a hint of imperceptible relief in his voice.
Su Mingxi sighed: "Silly goose, I didn't realize you were so strong."
Ye Che's voice was calm: "I won't let anyone hurt you."
Su Mingxi looked at him, feeling a strange sense of emotion rising in her heart. She asked softly, "Ye Che, what kind of person were you in the past? Why did you become an assassin?"
Ye Che's face flashed a subtle and hard-to-detect complex emotion. He fell silent for a moment, then said lightly, "This is a long story, perhaps one day I will tell you. But for now, we need to focus on what's in front of us."
Su Mingxi nodded. In this dangerous and chaotic world, everyone has their own secrets and past, just like Ye Che. His past might be a heavy burden for him.
The battle on the street has subsided, but Ye Che remains vigilant. His gaze scans the darkness, ensuring there are no lurking dangers around. Su Mingxi stands beside him, admiring his fearless attitude.
Ye Che turns to Su Mingxi and suddenly asks, "Su Mingxi, may I kiss you?" His voice is calm, as if discussing a mundane matter.
Su Mingxi widened her eyes in astonishment at Ye Che's ability to say such words so calmly. Her voice carried disbelief as she said, "Are you joking? How can you be so shameless!"
Ye Che looked at her with no hint of joking in his eyes. "This is not a joke. Based on past experience, your saliva helps me recover my abilities. Intercourse takes too much time, kissing is the fastest way."
Su Mingxi showed a look of annoyance and embarrassment on her face, half angry and half shy: "You... you silly goose!" She raised her hand as if to hit him, but hesitated.
Ye Che, however, remained calm, seemingly unfazed by his own request. His eyes were cool: "If you're unwilling, I won't force you. But it would indeed help me regain my strength."
Su Mingxi hesitated for a moment, and eventually her expression softened, sighing somewhat helplessly. In this difficult moment, the power of Ye Che was crucial for them. She said softly, "Alright, but only this once. No other thoughts allowed."
In the dim night, the distance between Ye Che and Su Mingxi quietly shortened. He nodded, and a rare softness appeared in his eyes. Su Mingxi gently approached him, and their eyes intertwined in the faint light. As their lips slowly met, this moment of kissing was not only a strange form of communication, but also a profound sharing. Su Mingxi could feel the energy within Ye Che gradually recovering in this gentle contact, yet her heart was filled with complex emotions.
Ye Che's reaction was initially clumsy, his movements slightly hesitant, but soon he yielded to this intimacy. Their lips intertwined slowly and deeply, as if seeking a resonance in each other's souls. In the kiss, Ye Che's gaze gradually softened, his hand gently resting on Su Mingxi's waist, maintaining this intimate and profound connection.
When the kiss finally ended, Ye Che's eyes sparkled with an unprecedented light, as if his body had gained new vitality from this intimate contact. His voice was calm but tinged with gratitude: "Thank you, Su Mingxi."
Su Mingxi's cheeks turned slightly red, her eyes shimmering with complex emotions, then she turned her head, avoiding Ye Che's gaze. Her heart was in turmoil, feeling both embarrassed and shy about the recent kiss. She responded softly, her voice tinged with a hint of shyness, "I... I just wanted to help you recover."
In this dangerous world, she understood that sometimes she had to make choices beyond the norm.
Su Mingxi blushed and then quietly turned her head to observe Ye Che's expression. After the kiss, Ye Che's expression didn't change much, still maintaining his composure. However, Su Mingxi felt a bit uneasy, and a faint blush appeared on her face.
Su Mingxi turned her head to look at Ye Che, inexplicably concerned about his feelings. She awkwardly asked, "Um... how was it when you kissed my lips?" Her voice carried a hint of shyness.
Ye Che turned around and looked at her, his eyes still holding that rare calmness. His response was direct and honest: "It's soft, with a taste of peach. If I run out of strength next time, can I kiss you again?"
Su Mingxi, upon hearing this, blushed even more visibly. She looked at Ye Che in surprise, then couldn't help but exclaim and pat his chest: "You jerk! How can you say such things!"
Ye Che looked at her reaction, a hint of confusion showing on his face. He seemed unable to fully understand Su Mingxi's changing emotions, just standing there quietly, letting her vent her feelings.
Su Mingxi's emotions gradually calmed down, and she realized that Ye Che might really not be very good at handling these kinds of emotional matters. She sighed, her eyes showing a hint of helplessness and gentleness: "Ye Che, you are such a strange person."
Ye Che's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, but soon returned to calm. He softly replied, "Perhaps I am strange, but I will do my best to protect you."
Under the streetlight, their figures gradually disappeared into the night, leaving only faint light and distant footsteps. The guardians of the night silently watched over each other in the darkness, striving for the future of a girl.
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