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He deliberately paused here without speaking, playing with her hair and inhaling her unique fragrance.
"What happens next? Why aren't you saying anything?" Wushuang foolishly fell for his trick and turned to face his mischievous smile.
Rafas lowered his head and bit her earlobe, whispering ambiguously in her ear, "After this, you need to exercise more and make sure to feed me well every day..."
"Bad guy..." Her delicate cry echoed in the bedroom, and soon after, it suddenly fell silent. The man on the big bed held her tightly in a passionate kiss, as if they were the only two people in the world.
Tokyo, Japan.
Since the last incident involving leaked photos, Yamamoto Ryuichi often locked himself in his room or numbed himself with alcohol every night. Only in this way could he see his Shuang'er in his dreams.
Tonight, he was heavily intoxicated again. Misa watched him like this, feeling heartbroken, but she had no way to stop him from this unrealistic behavior.
The Wushuang in the photos seemed to be doing well, but only she knew how things really were. A cruel man like Rafas would never let Wushuang have it easy. They tried to send someone to investigate Wushuang's current situation, but they had no idea where Rafas had hidden her. No matter what methods they used, they couldn't find any trace of her.
"Princess... my princess, where are you..." Long Yi held a bottle of liquor, gulping it down mouthful by mouthful.
Misa could no longer bear to watch. She rushed into his room and snatched the bottle from his hands, angrily shouting at him, "Long Yi, stop drinking! I know you're hurting inside, but does drinking here help? Would Wushuang be happy seeing you like this?"
"Who are you? Give me back my drink and get out!" Yamamoto Ryuichi was so drunk that he saw multiple phantoms before him and couldn't even recognize who Misa was.
"Long Yi, you're going too far! I hate you like this!" She didn't expect that he was so drunk he wouldn't even recognize her and told her to leave. Fine, if he wanted her to go, she wouldn't stay here anyway.
Misa shouted at him in tears and was about to get up when Long Yi tightly hugged her from behind. "Shuang'er, don't go. Don't hate me. Can I apologize? Please don't be angry with me anymore."
Just now, Misa's words made Long Yi momentarily see Misa as Yan Wushuang. He still remembered their only argument; Wushuang had said exactly that... I hate you like this!
"My Shuang'er, my princess, please don't be angry anymore. I promise I won't make mistakes again or upset you. Can we make up? Please?" Long Yi turned Misa around. When she faced him, he indeed saw the long-missed Wushuang in his eyes.
Misa looked at him with tears streaming down her face. He missed Wushuang so much that he even mistook her for Wushuang. Such infatuation could only stem from a love that ran deep.
"Long Yi, I'm not Wushuang, I'm Misa. Can you see clearly?" She shook his dazed mind, reminding him that she was Misa, she was Misa...
"Shuang'er, what are you talking about? Who is Misa? I don't know anyone named Misa! Are you still mad at me? You even got my name wrong. I'm Long Ze, your Long Ze. Can we forget about it? I'm sorry, please don't be angry!" Long Yi's mind was lost in memories of the past, completely unable to recall Misa's existence.
"General Longze..." Wushuang seemed to call him that. Seeing his tense expression, Misa thought she understood what he was thinking. Facing her with such deep affection, she fell for him once again. Why wasn't she the one he loved? Why did she have to fall hopelessly in love with him, knowing there would be no outcome? Yet she couldn't control her feelings for him.
Hearing her softly call his name, Long Yi was both surprised and delighted as he held her tightly. "Shuang'er, you finally called my name! Does this mean you've forgiven me?"
Misa cried with heartache. Just this once, please allow her to indulge in Long Yi's embrace in this way. Since he called her his Wushuang, then tonight she would be Wushuang, and he would be General Longze of Wushuang. After tonight, everything would return to the starting point; she would be Misa again, and he would no longer be General Longze but the leader of the Three Kingdoms, Yamamoto Ryuichi!
"Say you love me. I want to hear you say it to me directly, okay? General?" Misa mimicked Wushuang's words as she nestled in his arms, pleading with anticipation.
"I love you. Long Ze will only love Yan Wushuang in this life; I will marry no one but Wushuang!" He held the woman in his arms tightly and spoke his heartfelt vow.
Misa laughed through her tears. Although she was playing another person's role now, she still felt very happy—so very happy...
Cradling her delicate face, Long Yi passionately kissed Misa's lips. The moment their lips touched, Misa's heart had already fallen. No matter what consequences awaited her upon waking up, she didn't care anymore; all she wanted was to be with Long Yi!
"Mmm..." Misa responded shyly to his kiss. He kissed so gently, afraid that as a mere warrior he might hurt his beautiful princess. He kissed carefully and tentatively.
Misa wrapped her arms around his neck, entwining herself with him as they shared a drunken embrace. After drinking, Long Yi's body felt even more heated under the influence of alcohol.
"Mm... hot... hot..." Misa languidly melted into his embrace, her small hands nervously tugging at her clothes.
Her sexy shoulders were exposed, stimulating Long Yi's senses: "Shuang'er, stop! If this continues, I won't be able to control myself."
"General, what's wrong? Don't you want me at all?" Misa looked at him with a sense of grievance. She was willing to give herself to him, yet he continued to refuse.
"I want to, but I can't right now. We can't engage in such acts before marriage; it would ruin your reputation!" Long Yi had already reacted to the woman in his arms, but a voice in his head reminded him that Shuang'er was a pure princess, and he could not do anything beastly to her.
Misa stared blankly at Long Yi. He was such a devoted man, yet fate cruelly kept him from being with Wushuang, the two lovers unable to unite.
"I'm sorry, I was too reckless. You should rest early!" Misa pushed him away. She had been momentarily bewitched; Long Yi was a gentleman who would never act beastly towards anyone.
As soon as Misa stood up, Long Yi immediately embraced her again, anxiously asking, "Shuang'er, don't go. Wasn't everything fine just now? Are you angry again?"
"No, it's late. I just want you to rest early. Stop holding me; let go. I'm not your Wushuang; I'm not!" Misa lowered her head. Even if she wore Wushuang's mask and threw herself at him, he still wouldn't want her. How tragic.
Suddenly angry in his arms, Misa's reaction made Long Yi more anxious. Was it because he had rejected her that Shuang'er was saying such things?
He forced her to look at him, but Misa seemed to be avoiding his gaze, deliberately turning her face away. Her small actions made Long Yi uneasy; he was sure that his Shuang'er was angry.
"Are you awake or not? What do I have to do to make you let me go? Tell me!" Misa shouted angrily at him. What was this all about? Since he didn't want her, she wouldn't play along anymore. Was that okay?
"I won't let you go; you are mine!" With that, Long Yi could no longer suppress the fire within him. He picked Misa up and carried her towards the bed, gently laying her down and pressing himself on top of her.
Misa didn't expect him to suddenly pounce on her again. Caught off guard, her clothes were completely removed by him, their heated bodies intertwined in a way that no one could separate them.
"Long Yi!" Misa didn't call him 'General.' Even though he saw her as Wushuang, she saw him as Long Yi, not as Wushuang's Long Ze.
Long Yi tenderly kissed Misa once more. In his eyes, he saw Wushuang's beautiful face, and his heart softened as a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
The two held each other tightly, yet their hearts could not reach a consensus.
The room was in chaos. When Long Yi woke up under the morning sunlight, the woman he saw was not Wushuang, but Misa, whom he had always regarded as a sister!
"How could this happen? Did we... last night?" Long Yi said in frustration, clenching his fists. He had actually done something so beastly to Misa.
"Long Yi, you don't need to blame yourself. It was all my choice; it has nothing to do with you. You did push me away last night, but I insisted, and you mistook me for Wushuang, which is why we... Don't worry, nothing really happened last night!" Misa seemed unfazed as she got out of bed, dressed herself, and left.
Long Yi watched Misa's departing figure, feeling like a scoundrel, a beast. He had defiled someone he had always considered a sister. How could he face Mr. Yamamoto in the future?
He kept hitting himself. How would he face Misa and Wushuang from now on?
A week later, Wushuang's wounds had scabbed and peeled. Shouya even brought her ointment to adjust her skin tone and reduce scars. In just a few days, her injuries had nearly returned to their original state, with only a slight pinkish hue remaining. After using it for a few more days, she would be back to normal.
Wushuang stood by the lake in a pavilion holding Snowball, looking at the few large trees that used to grow densely by the lake. Because of her antics, Rafas had ordered them cut down a few days ago, fearing she would climb the trees again and misbehave while he was away.
"Snowball, did you see that? We need to behave better from now on. It's such a pity about those big trees," she sighed, complaining to Snowball in her arms. Fortunately, one smooth-trunked tree remained; it had no branches low enough for her to climb, so it survived by chance.
Snowball shook its little head as if agreeing with its owner. In the distance, the butler hurried over, happily calling out to her: "Miss Wushuang, come back quickly! The dance teacher your master hired has arrived!"
What? The dance teacher is here! Upon hearing this, Wushuang immediately became excited and ran towards the hall with Snowball in her arms, leaving the butler struggling to keep up.
When Wushuang returned to the hall, she found Rafas sitting on a luxurious European-style leather sofa waiting for her. Standing in front of him was a beautiful woman in her thirties. Could this be the dance teacher he found for her?
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