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Ying didn’t know what the conflict was between the two women, so she stepped in to mediate. Lin Ning ignored Han Bi’s contorted face and walked over to Nuwan with an air of charm, saying, “Little Nuwa...630

The onlookers had already dispersed. Slowly, only Wu Shuang, Ye Tianyu, and Guimian remained.

The area was very quiet.

The smell of blood was thick in the air. The bodies of those who were killed by the bomb explosions were mangled and bloody. Although their corpses had been cleared away, traces of blood still lingered. During the daytime, when the sun was bright, the scent was covered up by dust and gunpowder smoke. By nightfall, however, it became very pungent.

The smell was overwhelming, causing a sense of nausea.

"Tianyu, has Muhan sent any news" Wu Shuang asked.

Ye Tianyu replied, "No."

Wu Shuang's heart sank. Her eyes stung with an intense hatred that made her feel miserable. She wanted revenge but didn't know whom to blame.

"Wushuang, let's go," Guimian said after a long silence.

Wu Shuang took a deep breath and reluctantly prepared to leave. No matter how unwilling she was to stay here forever, she had no choice but to depart. She couldn't remain in this spot for the rest of her life, nor could she continue to deny that perhaps Kaka might truly be dead.

She nodded, and Ye Tianyu and Ghost Face both breathed a sigh of relief. If Kaka had died as a result of an accident rather than a conspiracy, they might not have been able to persuade Wu Shuang so quickly.

Because it was others' scheming that led to Kaka's death, Wu Shuang would definitely hold onto her breath to avenge him. But if she lost the motivation for revenge... Just as Wu Shuang turned around, Ye Tianyu suddenly stiffened, and Wu Shuang quickly spun back around with wide eyes staring at the rubble.

The place had truly become a wasteland, dug up beyond recognition. Ghost Face frowned; he saw something in the pile of debris loosen, followed by the topmost rock rolling down, then dust falling in heaps.

Ye Tianyu's eyes went wide, Wu Shuang dared not breathe as she looked at the rubble with a mixture of surprise and hope. Then a second rock rolled down; the rocks were becoming increasingly loose, almost as if someone was pushing them away. A body emerged from the debris, followed by another, then another... A pair of bloody hands stretched out from the ruins, five claws deeply gripping onto the stones outside.

The street lamps around the wasteland cast a terrifying light over this scene.

Then, someone crawled out of among the bodies and debris. Wu Shuang could hardly believe her eyes; although he was covered in blood with injuries on his face and forehead, there was no doubt that it was Kaka.

He seemed to be having trouble breathing and fell onto the ground as soon as he emerged, desperately coughing for a long time before he calmed down. Everyone else had sustained severe injuries; only he seemed to have suffered minor wounds.

Kaka shook his dazed head and suddenly turned back with alertness; he distinctly hadn't heard any sound when he came out, so how could there be someone here But upon turning around, all he saw was Wu Shuang's tear-streaked face...

It was the first time in his life that Kaka had seen Wu Shuang cry.

A sharp pain gripped at his heart; she was still here, waiting for him. She was crying.

Wu Shuang cried.

He wanted to smile at her and reassure her that he was fine, but he realized how extravagant a smile was; he couldn't force himself to do it. Her tears fell drop by drop onto his heart, scalding him.

She ran over to him. He thought about the regret of possibly never seeing Wu Shuang again when someone's life hung in the balance. If he really died this time, the thing he would regret most was her.

The intense emotions hidden deep within his heart suddenly erupted. Kaka hurriedly opened his arms and embraced Wu Shuang as she rushed into his embrace. He had just gotten up from the rubble; his body still felt a bit weak. With such forceful impact, he couldn't withstand it and retreated several steps back. Hurriedly, he held her tightly. Wu Shuang hugged him fiercely without any regard for the blood staining herself or his disheveled appearance at this moment. Despite the pungent smell of blood that made her feel quite uncomfortable, she still clung to him.

Tears fell one by one onto the inside of his shirt, scalding his skin.

He cherished her like a precious treasure and was heartbroken at how he could comfort her. She must be extremely worried. Wu Shuang's tears were something he never wanted to see in this lifetime, yet once again, he made her cry.

While he narrowly escaped death’s door, she also had a brush with it.

Suddenly, he gently pushed her away. Disliking herself for crying, Wu Shuang turned and hid from him everywhere, unwilling to let him see. Kaka's long fingers wiped away her tears; his hands were covered in blood, staining her face with it as well. He tried using his wrist to wipe her face but found more blood on it. The心疼她幾乎要滿溢位來。

她的淚水止不住地流，他突然俯身輕輕地吻了她的眼睛，試圖吻去她的淚水。然而眼淚依舊不停地湧出，他很有耐心地一一親吻拭去。無雙震驚且悲傷不已。

這樣冇有她挑逗的情況下主動吻她，這應該是第一次吧。

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She couldn't stop her tears. He suddenly bent down to gently kiss her eyes, trying to wipe away her tears. But more tears kept streaming out; he kissed them all away with patience. Wu Shuang was shocked and overwhelmed by sorrow.

To kiss her without her provocation, this must be the first time for him.

"Kaka..." No sooner had the words been spoken than her cherry lips were fiercely kissed by someone. Caca bent his head to seize her lips, sucking on her sweet and soft-lipped mouth.

He had done this countless times, deeply imprinting this taste in his memory.

Each time it was she who initiated the kiss, and he seemed to comply, but Wushuang always thought that he did so out of reluctance to upset her. What she didn't know was that each time he hoped that she would prolong the kiss a little longer, allowing him to linger in her scent a bit more.

Each time it appeared as though she left reluctantly, but in reality, it was he who had not yet had enough.

The voice of reason within him issued strong warnings, telling him not to touch Wushuang, not to touch Wushuang, and not to touch Wushuang. For years, he let his rationality dictate every aspect of his life, controlling it entirely so that nothing unexpected would happen, everything proceeding according to his plans.

Even with Wushuang, this was true.

But once, reason came second to impulse.

He passionately sucked on her lips. When Wushuang returned the kiss, their tongues intertwined until death parted them. He easily entered into her mouth and swept across every tender inch within, deeply kissing his girl at the depths of her throat.

Fearing that time was insufficient and another second might be their last moment in this world, both feared they didn't offer enough sweetness or affection to each other. Their tongues rolled fervently around one another; Wushuang's lips grew numb from being sucked upon by him. Suddenly, Caca bit down hard on her lip, deeply drawing blood. She too bit back into his lip, tasting the metallic flavor of blood.

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