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No monsters attacked, but they still couldn't escape the water. Breathing became extremely difficult, and they could only struggle helplessly in the water, their strength gradually fading away.

Just as Yun Yao was about to lose consciousness... a black, misty object approached.

He leaned over her, his thin lips slightly cool, and breathed into her mouth.

Yun Yao leaned weakly against him, her fingers gripping his collar insecurely. Her wet hair floated in the water, and her eyes were slightly red, making her look both innocent and alluring.

At first, the man was just giving her breath, but later, he seemed to realize the pleasure it offered, and his actions changed from simple, light touches to a more lingering, passionate one...

Yun Yao had just regained some breathing when she was kissed again, leaving her breathless and bubbling.

But before she could reach out and push him away...

Her body gradually rose upwards and soon surfaced.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough," Yun Yao gripped the shore with both hands, breathing rapidly, coughing and gasping for fresh air, her watery eyes still somewhat unfocused.

When Song Xinran saw that Yun Yao was still alive, his gaze fell on the rose amber pendant on her chest.

He had never obtained anything from the big boss before, nor had he ever seen the big boss give players personal items, so he really didn't know the purpose of the items on the big boss.

But I figured it out today.

The monsters in this instance are all afraid of the aura emanating from the big boss, and therefore dare not approach Yun Yao.

Song Xinran's eyes were filled with amusement as he walked lazily and casually to Yun Yao. He bent down with a sneer and reached out to lift her chin.

Her eyes were red at the corners, she looked haggard and pitiful, and her beautiful face was covered with a layer of water droplets, making her look even more desolate and fragile.

When she looked up at him, her amber eyes were filled with a hazy, watery light, and her pupils were slightly unfocused.

Her eyes were clear and bright, innocent and pure, making her fair face look very well-behaved.

Song Xinran smiled slightly, raised her hand to rub her wet hair, and lifted her out of the water. "Poor little good-for-nothing."

Yun Yao was held in his arms, her fingers clutching a bit of his sleeve, panting heavily as she rested her head on his broad shoulders.

The soaked clothes clung to her skin, clearly outlining her inner curves.

Song Xinran's hand, which was resting on her waist, slid slightly upwards, slipping under her clothes and caressing her delicate skin.

Feeling the smooth, supple touch of her skin, he smiled and pulled her closer, patting her back to help her catch her breath. "Are you feeling better?"

Yun Yao nodded weakly, her voice soft, "Mmm."

Song Xinran took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, then picked her up and carried her back to the castle. "Let's go back to the room and change your clothes first."

The bespectacled man raised his hand to stop Song Xinran and handed Yun Yao a rose, saying, "Consider this a thank you for picking up my glasses."

Song Xinran raised an eyebrow and smirked slightly, "Heh, I wonder who made that person fall into the water just now."

The bespectacled man scoffed, "I didn't see you go into the water to save her either."

Song Xinran scoffed, "I always follow my principles."

He didn't say he was a good person.

Song Xinran lifted her foot and walked into the ancient castle.

The bespectacled man casually tossed away the other rose in his hand.

Ye Wan Ning picked up the rose from the ground, stepped forward, and gently tugged at the bespectacled man's sleeve. "If you don't want these roses, can I have them?"

The bespectacled man pulled his sleeve away, his tone indifferent, "Suit yourself."

Ye Wan Ning looked him up and down. He looked weak, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful.

It's estimated that they are a marginalized person in real life, but they stumbled into this game and happened to adapt to its rules.

If she had shown him more care and concern before he realized his true strength, he would have been able to easily clear the game when she entered it again, with his protection.

Ye Wan Ning made up her mind and asked him softly and gently, "What's your name? Let's get to know each other."

The bespectacled man glanced at her coldly, seeing right through her thoughts.

He pointed to Xu Hang, who was still running around frantically picking roses not far away, and said, "That idiot is still picking roses for you. Show him some concern."

When Ye Wan Ning heard him call Xu Hang an idiot, she felt a surge of contempt. Xu Hang could be the student council president in the real world, how could he be called an idiot by this marginalized guy with glasses?

If she weren't in a game world right now, this bespectacled guy wouldn't even have a chance to talk to her!

However, even though Ye Wan Ning thought this way, she still had a gentle smile on her face, but there was also a hint of bitterness in her smile.

"Xu Hang has fallen for someone else, why should I bother chasing after him, let alone showing him any concern..."

"Oh," the bespectacled man smirked, surprised that there was such a dramatic woman. "She's such a smooth actress, she must be an actress."

Ye Wan Ning wanted to complain and say bad things about Yun Yao, but she had just lowered her head and was preparing to cry when she looked up again and the bespectacled man was nowhere to be seen...

Ye Wan Ning clenched her fists in anger, forgetting that there was a rose in her palm. With this sudden tightening, the rose thorns pierced her skin, drawing blood.

"What a piece of crap! It's garbage! I'm never coming to this awful place again. I'm going to report this game as soon as I get back!"

Xu Hang spent a lot of effort and finally managed to pick two roses.

But when he turned around, Yun Yao was nowhere to be seen.

"Ye Wan Ning, where is Yun Yao Ren?"

Ye Wan Ning's tone was unpleasant, "I don't know!"

"Ye Wan Ning?" Xu Hang had never seen Ye Wan Ning speak in such a harsh tone before; she had always spoken softly and gently in front of him.

"..." Ye Wan Ning cursed inwardly. She almost forgot that this was just a game and that she would have to return to the real world eventually. Xu Hang was a decent fish in her pond, so she still had to coax him.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about some things at home and I was feeling a bit upset. I didn't mean to be a little harsh with you. I apologize."

"It's alright, no need to apologize. Let's go back to the castle." I don't know how Yun Yao is doing now, so I should hurry back and check on her.

Song Xinran carried the person into the castle.

An NPC blocked their way, asking, "Sir/Madam, where are your roses?"

Song Xinran reached into her trouser pocket, took out two roses, and handed them to him.

The NPC stared blankly at the two roses in his hand, half of which had fallen off and whose stems were only a few centimeters long.

Song Xinran snorted, "The rules don't specify what kind of roses are needed."

He was lucky to even have a stem in his pocket; he didn't have time to care about the condition of this lousy rose.

After the NPC finished processing the program in his mind, he took the rose from Song Xinran's hand and gestured for them to come in.

Song Xinran carried Yun Yao upstairs. The wet hair of the person in his arms was scattered and spread out, some of it sticking to his shoulders and neck, and the strands of hair stirred up a faint itch.

He reached out and gathered the girl's hair, took the key off her neck, glanced down at the number on the key, and said with a playful tone, "404...that's a good room."

[What's wrong with room 404? How is it a good room?]

[You're obviously new here. In horror games, rooms with the number 4 in them are usually hiding monsters.]

[However, rooms hiding monsters usually contain some information that can help complete hidden quests.]

[This hidden quest in the dungeon hasn't been triggered yet!]

[Don't rush, wait a little longer.]