Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

After seeing the room that Wu Xie had tidied up, Ling Yue nodded in satisfaction and took his bed without any sense of guilt.

Wu Xie also cooked dinner himself.

The ingredients are simple, but the taste is excellent.

Seeing that he had placed the goat milk that he had brought back with the food aside, and that he didn't intend to send it to Su Nan right away, Ling Yue raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and let him eat with her.

Neither of them spoke the entire time, because Su Nan's room was right next door.

Nobody knows if the neighbors can hear you talking at this hour of the night.

After the meal, Wu Xie cleaned up the dishes and brought back hot water for Ling Yue to wash up. He then took some goat milk to the next room.

When he returned, he sat on a chair at the foot of the bed and washed up briefly with the hot water that Ling Yue had used.

Ling Yue, who was leaning against the headboard, glanced at him, then slowly moved to the foot of the bed. When Wu Xie looked up at him, his eyes flashed with a playful smile, and he whispered, "Wu Xie, don't you feel like we're having an affair?"

Wu Xie had just finished washing his feet when he lifted one foot out of the water and placed it on the edge of the wooden basin.

Upon hearing Ling Yue's shocking words, he stomped on the basin too hard and knocked it over.

Hot water immediately spilled all over the floor, and the heavy wooden basin rolled around with a clatter.

Wu Xie: "!!!"

I hurriedly bent down to tidy up, forgetting to even wipe my feet. I put on my shoes while they were still wet, and hastily grabbed the towel I was holding to wash my face to wipe the floor.

After cleaning up the water stains on the ground, I went out again and got a bit of a chill.

When she returned, Wu Xie, who had been flustered by her words, finally came to her senses and looked up at her helplessly.

Sure enough, I saw the smile on her face after she had successfully pulled off the prank.

Once you get to know her, you'll realize she's not as aloof as she seems!

She's just like a cat; when she's willing to pay attention to you, she's incredibly cute, never lacking in initiative, gentleness, and clinginess.

But when it doesn't want to talk to you, it will hold its tail high and its head up, completely ignoring you.

If you're blocking her way at this time, you'll become an obstacle she'll kick twice as she passes by.

Wu Xie sighed and said in a low voice, "Ling Yue, how can you say such things!"

Unfortunately, it was delivered with a breathy tone, and the accusation lacked any of the force it should have had.

Perhaps he never intended to blame her.

It was just filled with helplessness, even though she knew perfectly well what he felt for her...

Ling Yue firmly believed that he was stating the facts: "You secretly hid me in your room and couldn't let Su Nan know. You were busy taking care of this person and then trying to appease that person. Don't you think it's a lot like that?"

After teasing Wu Xie, Ling Yue used his hands to support himself on the bed, moved back, and then comfortably lay down on the soft pillow, pulled the blanket over himself, and curled up on his side to look at him.

Perhaps it was the gentle candlelight tonight that softened her cold and beautiful face, making her stunning features appear even more gentle, and her lovely emerald-gold-rimmed brown eyes sparkled with an indescribable brilliance.

She lay there in bed, looking at him softly, her face and eyes filled with a natural smile, which suddenly reminded Wu Xie of a newlywed couple.

This association made Wu Xie's face, which had just cooled down, suddenly burn hot again.

He hastily averted his gaze, turned his face away, grabbed a piece of clothing, and folded it with his back to the bed, muttering unconsciously, "She's already made her move, using poison, but it's not enough."

That was a rather abrupt shift in topic.

Ling Yue was just teasing him casually, and was satisfied with making him laugh, so he went along with his wish: "What poison? Do you need me to help you force it out?"

Hearing that her first concern was about his poisoning, rather than the fact that it wasn't enough, Wu Xie's lips curled up again, and his voice was no longer so tense: "It's because I'm thinking of you that I'm not worried about the poison she gave me."

Ling Yue sensed something was wrong: "What if I don't come?"

Wu Xie put the folded clothes back, ignoring the fact that they had just come undone again. He turned around, smiled at her, and said nothing.

Ling Yue understood.

So this is another scheme where they don't care about their own lives.

Ling Yue couldn't help but sigh, "If you keep playing like this, you'll ruin yourself sooner or later." He was destined to die young.

Wu Xie said meaningfully, "I won't dare to play like this again. I want to live a little longer."

Ling Yue assumed he just wanted to live longer and spend more time with his two best buddies, so he moved aside, patted the empty space, and said, "Come on up, let me check your pulse. What do you mean 'not enough'? Do you want her to kill you a few more times?"

Is he addicted to dying?

Wu Xie hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked over, slipped on his shoes, and sat on the edge of the bed. But he didn't actually get on the bed; he just stretched out a hand: "It's not that I want to, but given the Wang family's methods, she will definitely have other methods."

He leaned back against the headboard and sighed, "Now that we've decided to take action, the Wang family won't give the enemy any chance to escape."

Ling Yue nodded, "Like Boss Xie's faked death to escape?"

Wu Xie smiled and hummed in agreement: "Only if she firmly believes that I am dead and brings the news back to the Wang family will the Wang family truly believe that Li Cu is not an inside agent I arranged."

That way, Li Cu would have the opportunity to access the core department of the Wang family, namely the computing department.

Wu Xie left Su Nan in the snow mountain for so long to give Li Cu enough time to adapt to and explore the Wang family.

After saying that, Wu Xie seemed to remember something and exclaimed, "Hey, I haven't asked about Xiao Hua faking his death yet. How is he? Is he alright?"

Ling Yue rolled his eyes at him: "If something had happened, Boss Xie would be lying in a coffin right now, just a skeleton."

After thinking about the scene for a moment, Wu Xie refused to delve deeper: "It sounds like you and him don't get along very well? Looking at the clothes you're wearing today, I thought Xiao Hua had prepared them for you."

Although this was true, Ling Yue, who had once had her fashion sense questioned by Wu Xie, stared at him with reasonable suspicion: "What do you mean? Do you think that, based on my personal aesthetic sense, I can't find a matching set like this?"

Wu Xie ignored her threatening gaze and said truthfully, "Is that even a question? Your holographic glitter coat says it all."

Ling Yue gritted his teeth, shook off his wrist, and got up to punch him.

Wu Xie chuckled and grabbed her hand first, continuing to deliberately provoke her: "Whether you admit it or not, you have no sense of style. It's only because you're good-looking that you can't put together an outfit yourself, otherwise, it would be a disaster!"

Ling Yue chuckled. This old man has really gotten bold!

It seems that in the past three months, all the extra weight he didn't gain has gone to his courage.

Ling Yue decided to teach him a lesson. She grabbed his hand that was holding her wrist, pulled and pressed hard, and Wu Xie was pinned to the bed like a turtle with one knee pressing against his lower back.

Ling Yue straightened his back, stepped back a little, and admired his current posture.

She even deliberately let go of his hand.

Now Wu Xie was struggling with his hands and feet, making him look even more like a turtle.

Wu Xie had no idea what Ling Yue was thinking. After struggling a few times and finding that Ling Yue, who was pressing against his waist, was not moving, he gave up struggling and turned his head to try to reason with her.

If we can't win by force, we can't lose by reason either, can we?

However, Ling Yue clearly had no intention of reasoning with him, and instead moved directly to the next point: "Wu Xie, tell me what you're afraid of?"

Wu Xie was incredibly defiant: "I'm not afraid of anything!"

Ling Yue chuckled, and after laughing, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be a pervert.

But it's okay if you're a pervert.

Ling Yue's fingers slowly slid across Wu Xie's back, finally stopping at his lean waist. He leaned down and whispered, "This is your lumbar acupoint."

Feeling her touch sliding against his body, Wu Xie's mind went blank, and he almost didn't hear what she was saying.

Ling Yue leaned down with a smile and tilted her head to look at him: "It's the acupoint on your waist that makes you laugh. Imagine you're alone in your room in the middle of the night, and you suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter..."

Following her description and imagining it for a moment, Wu Xie suddenly snapped out of it, his dazed mind instantly clearing, and he immediately cowered on the spot: "I was wrong, Master Ling! I really know I was wrong, I'll never dare to do it again!"

Ling Yue admired the turtle bowing and kowtowing in apology for a while before letting go, satisfied.

I threw the blanket over his head and pulled another blanket over him.

Although this blanket was originally laid on her side, Wuxie had just slept on it.

Dislike it.

Wu Xie was pushed and forced to roll to the outside of the bed, wrapped in a quilt. Seeing that she had covered herself with the quilt and was sleeping on her side with her face turned inward, and that she had no intention of continuing to talk, Wu Xie could only silently shrink back into the quilt.

She had only covered herself with this blanket for a short while, yet it already carried her scent.

Ling Yue dislikes using products with strong fragrances, even shampoos.

When they were at the Wang family's farm in the desert, she disliked the shampoo that Surig offered, preferring to wash her hair with plain water rather than use it.

Wang Meng and Li Cu had discussed this privately and concluded that it was a habit of martial arts masters traveling the world, because an overly strong fragrance could affect a master's ability to conceal themselves.

Wu Xie hadn't participated in the discussion, but he wholeheartedly agreed with it.

Just like the guy who doesn't like strong-flavored food, because he wants to minimize his body odor.

Even so, Ling Yue still possessed her unique aura.

It's hard to describe exactly what it tastes like; it's a bit like the smell of a bamboo forest, or perhaps like cedar, subtle and lingering, with a hint of youthful astringency.

Suddenly remembering that he had lost his sense of smell, Wu Xie looked at the back of her head for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.

It seems that it was all his illusion.

With Ling Yue by his side, Wu Xie originally thought he wouldn't be able to sleep.

I unexpectedly slept very soundly and even had a dream.

In his dream, Ling Yue was on top of him and asked, "Wu Xie, tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Xie said, "I'm afraid you'll leave."

He knew he was dreaming, so he asked again, "I'm afraid that if you leave, I'll never see you again. Ling Yue, will you leave?"

Hearing his murmurs, Ling Yue, who hadn't moved for a long time, turned over and looked at his furrowed brows in the dim light of the oil lamp.

After a while, Ling Yue moved slightly closer and sniffed in Wu Xie's direction.

It doesn't smell bad; instead, it has a faint jasmine fragrance.

The soap used here seems to smell like this.

It has a warm and clean scent, like sunshine after rain, and smells quite delicious.