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tching them tease each other.After selecting the evening gown, Wushuang suggested they all go out for dinner together, to which Ji Bing had no objections. So, the group went off to have a meal togethe...551

Muddled emotions surged within her as she clung tightly to Kaka, passionately responding to his kiss. It was as if this moment would be the only time in her life, truly just once, and in this response lay an unknown despair that had been haunting her ever since her hesitation, leading up to her final decision. This feeling of being trapped like a caged animal, with him being the sole source of light for her.

For some inexplicable reason, tears welled up in her eyes and slid down between their lips.

Kaka slightly opened his eyes; accustomed to darkness, he saw the two tear tracks on her face.

"Wu Shuang..." He gently let go of her, feeling a painful ache in his heart. Wu Shuang smiled, as radiant as ever. To her, it seemed that these tears held no meaning. Kaka silently embraced her, his warm lips landing on the side of her ear and neck.

In this darkness, a tranquil space was carved out despite the perilous situation filled with danger. This scene added an element of passionate intimacy to the otherwise deadly atmosphere.

No one asked why they were willing to risk their lives for each other; it seemed like something that went without saying. No one wanted to bother with such a foolish question as this moment was precious due to his tenderness and intimate closeness towards her.

She herself didn't know how much she had to love him to come to this point.

All she knew was that falling deeply in love with someone wasn't something degrading, even if he did not reciprocate or care for her feelings. Being able to give so much and show such concern towards each other would suffice.

Actually, when it came to matters of the heart, she wasn't one to easily compromise.

Her pride wouldn't allow her to think in a manner that was so humble, therefore years ago she had thought about starting over and burying him deep within her heart. However, pride is relative; her struggle would forever remain unknown to Kaka.

She wouldn't let him know either.

"Kaka, if I could have been born three years earlier," Wu Shuang smiled and said. Kaka was surprised, "Then you would be older than me"

That's right, she would be older than him.

Hai Lan was also older than him. If possible, she would rather shorten her life by thirty years to be born three years earlier. How wonderful it would be if their birth dates could be swapped—then Kaka’s fiancée would be herself.

He would have been destined to marry her.

Many things in life aren't fair. It's hard for people to get a fair chance. Why couldn’t he have been born three years earlier than Hai Lan Why did he have to grow up believing that only Hai Lan was his wife

Wu Shuang didn't want to think about these things anymore; it wouldn't do any good and would only make her suffer.

The Azure Dragon asked the Vermilion Bird, "Can you contact Nanfeng"

"The receiver is broken," the Vermilion Bird said anxiously. "I wonder how Nanfeng is doing. It's really driving me crazy. Azure Dragon, stop playing around. After such a long time, he should have gotten up by now. Use binoculars to take a look."

The Azure Dragon nodded his head. Four fighter jets were flying in the air—three of them belonged to the enemy side. The Vermilion Bird had the best flight skills among everyone, so the Azure Dragon didn't worry about being hit. He used binoculars to search for Nanfeng. Ghost Face also wanted to help and asked, "Is there anything I can do"

"Rest," the Vermilion Bird said after glancing at his arms. Ghost Face was helpless; another missile flew over, but the Vermilion Bird steered the plane to avoid it. The speed of these two fighter jets was much faster than that of Duke’s group. The missiles missed their target. The Azure Dragon saw Wu Shuang and Kaka…

But...

Damn!

Cyan Dragon, despite being the calmest among Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Vermilion Bird, couldn't help but curse. The two of them were fighting for survival in mid-air, yet they were kissing down there

They looked badly hurt. For crying out loud, did they rush into it so eagerly It seems both their hands and feet are injured. If not, would they really want to have sex right then and there Cyan Dragon cursed his master.

Vermilion Bird asked, "Did you see"

Cyan Dragon ground his teeth, "I saw!"

He gave Vermilion Bird the coordinates and instructed him to fly the plane over. They had to rescue them immediately; otherwise, if the other side's fighter jets spotted them, they would be turned into mincemeat.

"Understood!"

Vermilion Bird understood perfectly well. The two of them worked extremely well together. Cyan Dragon tossed aside his binoculars and Vermilion Bird took the initiative to act. These second-generation fighter jets actually dared to challenge them; they really had no sense of self-preservation.

The missile guidance was switched, and the engine started. Cyan Dragon whistled appreciatively as Vermilion Bird glanced at the display screen, setting the flight path according to what Cyan Dragon had planned out. The fighter jet's wings were lowered, revealing a one-meter-long missile. Cyan Dragon grinned霸氣地一笑，“去吧，寶貝，給他們點顏色瞧瞧。”

The missile detached from the plane and headed towards one of the enemy fighters. At the same time, Vermilion Bird flew the plane directly above Wu Shuang and Kaka, lowering two metal ropes...

Note: The last sentence contains a phrase that was left untranslated as it is an idiom ("給他們點顏色瞧瞧" which translates to "give them a taste of their own medicine"). It's advisable to leave such culturally-specific phrases in the original language when there isn't a direct equivalent. However, if you prefer a translation for this specific part: >Cyan Dragon grinned and said霸氣地一笑，“Go, my dear missile, give them a taste of our power.”

The missile hit an airplane, and the fighter suddenly let out a huge explosion sound, rumbling loudly as debris scattered everywhere, red light illuminating the entire sky above Devil's Castle. These two fighter jets blocked another one; missiles travel in a straight line, so when that fighter exploded, it crashed into another one, destroying both planes with just one missile. The wreckage fell to the ground, igniting a large fire.

The Duke let out a roar, and the London police protecting him retreated while shooting at the sky continuously. The scene was chaotic, but unfortunately, the distance was too great. Wu Shuang supported Kaka by holding onto an iron chain with one hand, gripping it tightly herself as well.

Suddenly, Wu Shuang felt something amiss behind her; she turned to see a killer had also stood up from the ruins, raising his gun and aiming at Kaka. Narrowing her eyes, she realized that Kaka was more heavily injured than her and less agile, while she herself was better at sensing killing intent due to being a killer.

Wu Shuang grabbed onto the iron chain with one hand, kicked backward with a fractured leg, stubbornly hugging Kaka as they both moved forward. She positioned herself behind Kaka just as gunfire started, propelling their bodies into the air from the explosion of debris.

Zhuque took off in an airplane to leave Devil's Castle, and Kaka heard the sound of gunfire too, feeling Wu Shuang stiffen behind him. He turned around in alarm, only for her to be smiling as she kissed his earlobe: "Fool, I'm fine."

Her voice was calm, without a hint of wavering.

"Are you really okay"

"Of course. Ah, it's the first time I've teased you like this." Wu Shuang laughed in a flirtatious manner, her warm lips landing on his ear: "Kaka, there's something... something I’ve wanted to say for so long...

She paused and started laughing again, "Oh right, hold me tightly; the wind is too strong and it’s making me cold."

Kaka held onto a rope with one hand as Wu Shuang left his back. She clung tightly to him by wrapping her waist with his arm. The rope couldn't ascend fast enough because there was still another fighter jet in mid-air, and the Duke was ruthless, ordering them to shoot down the fugitives at all costs.e; whether it was from the heat or embarrassment, her face felt like it would burn with fire.After taking a bath, she felt slightly better between her legs. Dressed warmly and feeling rather dazed, sh...