"Husband, I might have to leave in a while!" Li Xiya said softly, biting her lip as she lay in Yang Feilong's arms.
"Huh? Why?" Yang Feilong was taken aback.
"Because for this mission, that beast gave me only a month. Now that the mission has failed, I naturally have to go back!" Li Xiya sighed.
"This is a storage ring. Take it back with you! See if the contents are enough. If not, I'll add more for you, or I can give you another storage ring." Yang Feilong said, removing a storage ring from his finger, which he had obtained from that James Bond. It still contained some treasures.
Seeing Yang Feilong unhesitatingly take off the storage ring and give it to her, and even offering more if it wasn't enough, Li Xiya looked at him with a complex expression: "Husband, why are you so good to me!"
"You're my wife, who else should I be good to?" Yang Feilong chuckled.
Li Xiya kissed Yang Feilong repeatedly with emotion, but she finally shook her head and said, "No need."
"Hmm?" Yang Feilong looked puzzled: "Why?"
"Too many subordinates have died. Even if I take the items back, it's considered a failure!" Li Xiya shook her head.
Yang Feilong thought for a moment. The losses were indeed substantial. Previously, five sixth-level ability users were killed by him, and another seven sixth-level ability users died at Qiu Ba Dao's hands, totaling twelve sixth-level ability users.
This would be considered a significant loss for any force!
"In that case, will you be punished when you go back later?" Yang Feilong asked worriedly. "Also, can you delay your return? Or can you station yourself in Lan Hai City for a long time?"
"You don't want me to go?" Li Xiya looked at Yang Feilong and chuckled.
"En." Yang Feilong nodded.
"Do you not want me, or my body?" Li Xiya asked boldly.
"Both," Yang Feilong replied honestly, feeling a little flustered by Li Xiya's boldness.
"I don't want to leave you either, but it's probably difficult." Li Xiya shook her head and sighed.
Seeing Yang Feilong gritting his teeth as if he wanted to rush over and kill someone right now, she snuggled into him and chuckled, "Silly, I'll try my best to see if I can stay. Anyway, the deadline hasn't passed yet."
"Take this with you first!" Yang Feilong said seriously. "Even if you're in a 'broken pot, broken way' mindset, taking this back will result in a lighter punishment if you are punished. If I were capable enough now to kill him, I would follow you there and secure freedom for you and your mother."
Li Xiya heard this, but did not take the ring. Instead, she looked at Yang Feilong with emotion: "Husband, I want it again."
"..."
Is this the right time to say something like that during such a touching moment?
However, her way of expressing her affection was somewhat unusual. As a man, Yang Feilong naturally couldn't refuse, but they had been doing this almost every day recently, and even his iron-clad kidneys were starting to feel weak...
Yang Feilong considered if he could wait a little longer, but as Li Xiya took the initiative, Yang Feilong's desire was ignited by this enchantress. Alright, if you want to fight, I'll accompany you. The flames of war were rekindled, seeming even more intense and fierce than before.
After a long time, the flames of war finally subsided. They nestled together intimately. Yang Feilong had completely entered the post-coital state, while Li Xiya, though able to withstand Yang Feilong's intensity, was still a woman who had only recently fully matured, and her combat power was not yet at its peak. Thus, she was content and dared not initiate another battle!
"Husband."
"En?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."
"En."
"I still can't quite believe all of this is real." After a long silence, Li Xiya spoke.
"Love is like a tornado, it can't be stopped," Yang Feilong chuckled.
"It's good to have you, husband," Li Xiya said softly.
Yang Feilong held her, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. He was truly becoming infatuated with this alluring woman.
"You know? I actually have another name in the dark world, it's called Black Rose." Li Xiya said softly.
"Black Rose?" Yang Feilong was surprised.
"Do you know why I chose this title?" Li Xiya chuckled.
"Because you like black roses?" Yang Feilong thought for a moment and said.
"Yes, I like black roses. Firstly, it has a meaning, representing mysterious love. Although I never believed in love before, I yearned for it. I just didn't want to encounter a beast like my mother, and end up with a tragic life. Secondly, the black rose is a symbol of an independent woman, describing a woman's independence, strength, and bravery." Li Xiya said softly, "Husband, do you think I'm childish?"
"No," Yang Feilong shook his head. "Not at all. In my heart, you are amazing, truly amazing."
Li Xiya spoke softly, as if reminiscing: "My mother, her surname was Li, and her name was Li Yinghua. It was an ordinary yet extraordinary name. She changed it after she became an adult because she liked cherry blossoms, and the meaning of cherry blossoms is happiness, life, never giving up, and loving only you for a lifetime. But she fell in love with a beast and lived a tragic life."
"By the way, her English name was Mary. She chose this name because in Latin, people named Mary are perfect, representing gentleness, kindness, friendliness, piety, approachability, dignity, and purity. She was such a person, but unfortunately, her judgment was poor, and she met a scumbag! Her life was ruined!"
"Because her Chinese surname was Li, my Chinese name is Li Xiya. 'Li Xi' represents the combination of the East and West, one of the combinations of China and the West. Her man was Western, and 'Ya' was because she hoped her daughter would be an elegant, refined, and graceful girl. And at that time, she hadn't yet discovered the ugliness of my father."
"My English name is Mary Xiya. 'Mary' is my mother's English name, and 'Xiya' is my own name, combined. Li Xiya said softly, "The reason I didn't append my beast of a father's name is because he thought I wasn't worthy. Heh, isn't that laughable?"
Yang Feilong fell silent, his disgust for Li Xiya's father deepening.
He had never hated anyone so much.
It was no wonder Li Xiya wanted to kill her father. If his own father were such a person, he thought he wouldn't hesitate to kill him either!
At this moment, Yang Feilong just held Li Xiya, hoping to offer her some solace.
"Husband, you won't treat me like that in the future, or our children, will you?" Li Xiya looked at Yang Feilong and asked softly.
"No, I wouldn't, even if I die," Yang Feilong embraced her tightly.
"I don't mind if you have other women, as long as you don't treat me like that." Li Xiya nuzzled in Yang Feilong's arms. Her voice gradually faded. Yang Feilong waited for a long time, but found she hadn't spoken. He looked down and saw she had fallen asleep in his arms. Even in her sleep, she held him tightly, her brow furrowed, her body curled up, as if very insecure.
Yang Feilong held her, gently patting her back, hoping she could sleep more soundly.
He felt so sorry for her.
He truly felt so sorry for her.