…Has Xie Yingqi returned so soon?
Hearing the noise, Jiang Yingxiao instinctively drew her knees inward, trying to hide deeper inside. She reached out to pull the bed curtain, searching for a suitable rabbit hole to disappear into.
The flush on her face from the intense activity hadn’t yet faded, and the cloth bag in her hand was damp with sweat from the sliding droplets, some areas even darkened in color.
[Task Remaining Time: 1 minute. Countdown begins now.]
Oh no, this is bad. I’m done for.
076’s voice exploded in her ears, and the girl’s movements froze.
Forgetting all about the door or Xie Yingqi, she scrambled backward from the scene of the crime and then dashed back to her own bed at a sprint.
Fortunately, the clever Jiang Yingxiao had locked the dormitory door before committing the act, buying herself a moment of buffer so she wouldn’t be caught red-handed the moment the door was pushed open.
The stolen goods were hastily stuffed under the mattress, and the soft blanket was pulled over her head, with only a few unruly strands of black hair escaping the narrow bed and hanging down.
Her heart pounded wildly.
[Task completed. Congratulations, Player Number 23411, for earning 2,000 Points.]
“Creak—”
The door swung inward, revealing everything inside.
The bed curtain swayed slightly, and the only sound left in the air was the girl’s steady, shallow, and soft breathing, making it seem as though a mischievous student had simply been lazing around in the dormitory, taking a nap.
Xie Yingqi closed the door expressionlessly.
When she slept at night, she was perfectly quiet, never making a sound. Now, she’d learned from somewhere to deliberately pant under the blanket, pretending—and doing a terrible job at it.
She didn’t even bother to hide the evidence properly—the cabinet door was left ajar, and a pile of the Instance Character’s toiletries were carelessly scattered on the floor.
Stupid cat.
The man pretended to know nothing as he walked back to his bed, intending to gather his things for a shower. But as he reached to pull back the curtain, his hand froze awkwardly in mid-air.
A sweet, cloying fragrance wafted from his bed, lingering and rich, as if someone pretending to be asleep had just done something unspeakable there.
If he hadn’t taken some calming medication from the Instance Mall before entering, he might have ended up like those foolish dogs in the Instance, fainting from the scent right there on the bed.
Suppressing the emotions rising within him, Xie Yingqi reached out to open the bed curtain. His large, veined hand rummaged around the bedside, only to find that the clothes he had just bought had also vanished without a trace.
The man let out a heavy, oxygen-deprived breath, his hands braced against the side of the bed.
The effects of the medication, which should have lasted for 12 hours, vanished in an instant. He could clearly feel his pants tightening.
Just two days ago, she was playing tongue games with another man, and today she’s doing this kind of thing on his bed—even taking… with her.
Truly unable to hold back at all.
Having completed her Mission, Jiang Yingxiao deliberately yawned on the bed, thinking the danger had passed, and slowly opened the bed curtain.
She intended to act as if she knew nothing, greet the other party, and ask a few surprised questions. But as she did, the victim of the theft turned around and pinned her down on the bed.
His strength was terrifying, causing the soft bedding to creak under the pressure.
“What are you doing?” Jiang Yingxiao grew frightened under his gaze, her fingers digging into the mattress as she began to muster tears.
But then she accidentally touched the cloth bag, and her guilt made it impossible to cry.
Her eyes were rimmed red, beautiful pupils shimmering with moisture like translucent demantoid garnets. Tears teetered on the brink of falling, making her look utterly pitiful.
“What am I doing?” Xie Yingqi’s gaze fixed intently on her subtle movements as his sinewy arm moved upward, pressing over the top of her head.
The girl’s delicate hand was enveloped by his rough, large palm, his scorching breath enveloping her entirely.
Guiding her hand to the cloth bag he had just stealthily pushed inside, he breathed hotly against her ear, “And what are you doing?”
Hiding his intimate garments in such a concealed place, the entire bag was saturated with fragrance.
Jiang Yingxiao’s face flushed instantly. She instinctively wanted to defend herself, stammering for a long while before ultimately cursing 076 in her mind.
It was all 076’s fault for assigning her such a difficult Mission, causing her to be scolded.
Not a single word escaped her lips, which in his eyes amounted to an admission.
Xie Yingqi, whose face was usually expressionless, was so angered he almost laughed. “Those fools outside can’t satisfy you anymore?”
“You enjoy sneaking around doing this kind of thing alone so much? Do you feel anything yourself?”
Why wouldn’t he just let her off?
So petty. It was just a pair of his underwear—did he really need to make such a big deal out of it?
Jiang Yingxiao tilted her head to the side and retorted softly, “I took yours, so you can just take them back.”
Anyway, her Mission was already completed. Why would she keep a piece of clothing she couldn’t wear? It wasn’t some Instance item.
“What did you say?” Xie Yingqi was momentarily stunned by her words, his smile freezing on his face.
Was she planning to give him hers…?
Warm, fragrant ones.
Just the thought made his scalp tingle. He had never felt so disoriented, as if he were about to faint on the spot.
He hadn’t even done that kind of thing himself yet. Just hearing such words from her lips was already too much for him.
Lost in wild thoughts, a cloth bag was thrown at his face.
“Here, take it back.” Jiang Yingxiao’s tone sharpened, her sharp canine teeth peeking from her lips.
She had intended to put on an intimidating, angry front, but lying down caused saliva to pool, making her voice sticky in her throat. The trailing note sounded like a cat’s paw scratching at one’s heart.
Throwing things while lying down was strenuous. The girl practically slapped the bag against his face, her fingers accidentally brushing his eyelid.
Xie Yingqi’s eyelids were thin, lifting upward to form a crease. When he stared expressionlessly, he looked fierce. Now, tightly shut for a moment, they softened slightly.
That fragrant scent grew even stronger.
Dazed by the fabric hitting him, the man trembled as he gathered it up. His sharp memory replayed her earlier words, and an inexplicable sense of disappointment washed over him.
So she was just returning his.
Having attacked him, the girl feared Xie Yingqi might retaliate. Immediately taking the moral high ground, she launched into a florid tirade against him.
“It’s brand new. It’s not like you were going to wear this pair anyway, so what’s wrong with me taking it?”
“Besides, you still have another pair, don’t you?”
Halfway through her own words, her mind stalled, as if suddenly realizing something. “But how come you haven’t changed after being in the Instance for so long? Don’t tell me you plan to wear the same pair for seven days?”
Xie Yingqi was probably truly infuriated by her, rendered speechless. After a moment, he regained his composure, his voice hoarse. “The Instance Mall has Cleansing Pills. You don’t need to wash them.”
Jiang Yingxiao blinked.
Then he still strips down to shower on time every day—truly a disciplined person.
No wonder the bullet comments call him Qi Shen, while only calling her baby.
【Xiao Shen is also amazing.】
076 captured her shift in mood and promptly gave feedback. Hearing the voice, the girl indeed relaxed her brows quite a bit.
That’s right. Coming from such a formidable place like Love Game, she was meant to be a top player.
[Darling, I’m not as petty as him. I’ll definitely dedicate everything selflessly to you. If it’s not enough, I’m even willing to buy ten more from the mall. This is my campaign speech for husband, thank you everyone.]
[Anyone can talk big—it’s useless. I’m willing to buy 100 for my darling, you can touch whichever one you want【Donation 1000 Points】]
[Don’t bully my baby, she’s just an innocent little girl, how could she understand all your convoluted tricks… She’ll end up crying and asking why you have to put them on before touching.]
“Creak—”
The balcony door suddenly opened. Jiang Yingxiao tensed and struggled, hiding her head and feet under the blanket.
In this kind of horror game, it couldn’t possibly be the wind—it was most likely that terrifying Dorm Supervisor.
On the first night, she had avoided disaster by hiding in another dormitory, but on the second night, she saw the Dorm Supervisor in ghost form.
A man with bulging eyes pressed against the glass, grinning at people. If no one was watching him, he would take out a key and unlock the door himself, creeping up to your bedside.
His teeth were broken and incomplete, his entire mouth stained with dark brown marks from who-knows-what, dried at the corners, and whenever he spoke, bits of residue would fall.
The girl nudged the motionless Xie Yingqi through the blanket, “Hurry, hurry.”
The bullet comments are so deceptive. Weren’t they saying he’s a top player in horror games? Why is he just frozen when encountering a ghost, not even moving a muscle?
If the Dorm Supervisor sneaks over, won’t they both be done for?
Seeing the two of them unmoved, the male ghost behind them excitedly panted hot breath. Just hearing the sound, Jiang Yingxiao could imagine that terrifying face.
Xie Yingqi, who knows what good stuff he bought from the Instance Mall again, materialized something out of thin air and put it in his mouth, finally regaining his cold demeanor.
Amidst the footsteps, he sat up, turned around, and punched the male ghost right in his blood-stained mouth.
Two teeth fell to the floor.
The girl sat up, tightened the bed curtain, and hid behind it, her porcelain-white fingers clenched until they turned red. Clearly terrified, she still squinted to peek through the gap, trembling as soon as she caught a glimpse of the scene.
Then, the next second, her view was filled only with Xie Yingqi’s broad back.
He seemed to stand even straighter, his long legs subtly tensed as he walked.
Perhaps thinking hand-to-hand combat was too crude, Xie Yingqi paused briefly, then—amidst the astonished gasps behind him—unexpectedly produced a long blade out of thin air, slicing the male ghost into pieces in a few strokes.
The Dorm Supervisor vanished into thin air, not even a drop of blood left.
The girl behind him watched with her mouth agape, her breathing tinged with excitement, her small face flushed red.
Xie Yingqi gritted his teeth, turned around with an icy expression.
Without even glancing at her, his voice seemed to float in the air, carrying a breathy tone, “It’s safe now. I’m going out to rest.”
The balcony door closed as he moved a chair outside, sitting with his back to the glass, spine straight and unmoving.
Jiang Yingxiao’s gaze followed his steps until he sat down.
So the reason he’s so powerful is because he’s on drugs.
When she gets out, she’ll buy one too, and she’ll definitely be even more powerful than him. By then, she’ll be able to knock out Instance NPCs with ease.
While lost in thought, the girl’s gaze fixed on a single point. When she snapped back to reality, a new question arose.
But if his knife is in his hand, then what’s that bulging at his waist?
Author’s Note:
When writing the part about the Dorm Supervisor, I instinctively looked at the window and saw my own reflection.
Ahhh, I scared myself into passing out.