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The alarm bells for both physical and mental overload were lifted, and the tension that had been stretched to its limit suddenly eased.
Her vision gradually sank into a thick darkness, not just physical darkness, but also a protective, brief period of disorientation and dizziness caused by the mental shock. A deafening buzzing sound filled her ears, cutting her off from the world outside the door, and from reality itself…
She didn't even know if she had fallen into a deep sleep in this state, or if she had simply been drowning in the overwhelming exhaustion and pain that was enough to overwhelm all her senses, and had briefly lost consciousness.
Consciousness, like a wisp of smoke, was drawn by something invisible, drifting lightly yet involuntarily towards that familiar, tranquil place that seemed to exist deep within the soul.
It was still that same starry, boundless, nameless midsummer night flower sea.
Actually, the answer to Alice's earlier guidance was right there in the riddle.
The little cat girl is the eldest apprentice she's looking for.
But her cleverness backfired, and her concern clouded her judgment, causing her to completely overlook this possibility...
However, this time the person waiting for her was not that little girl.
Instead, there was a black silhouette standing in the middle of the sea of flowers, with her back to him.
Tifa Bahamut.
"Sister Chun-Li, you look so disheveled!"
"How about..." The newcomer's cherry lips parted, but her whole body exuded an aura of cold arrogance completely different from Tifa's, "...make a deal with me?"
"Perhaps I can give you an answer regarding your two children."
Chun-Li's spiritual body trembled violently!
She had already witnessed how dangerous Black Tifa was, but now...
We're completely desperate!
She took a deep breath. "Why should I believe you?"
Bahamut's smile deepened. "Being vigilant is necessary, Chun-Li."
"In that case, I'll start by showing my sincerity."
"Regarding the matter concerning you and your apprentice..."
……
Chapter 133 Not every drop of milk is...
at night.
There was a thunderstorm.
Large raindrops pounded against the office windows, making a continuous, irritating "pitter-patter" sound.
Pale flashes of lightning occasionally tore through the thick night, briefly illuminating the outlines of the interior furnishings before being swallowed up by deafening thunder.
Chunli's door remained tightly shut, with no light or sound coming from under the door.
Tifa, who was originally in the same room as her, went to the White Queen's bedroom. She understood that the old lady needed some private space, so she said goodbye to the White Queen and went to bed early.
As for the White Queen...
Amidst the thunder and lightning, the keyboard clattered loudly as she pounded away on her desk on the first floor, the blue light from the screen reflecting on her focused, serious, and aloof face—she had completely transformed into a "workaholic."
This also caused Li Pu considerable hardship.
The White Queen, who possesses the triple attributes of "workaholic," "career-driven," and "female CEO," treats her beloved little man as a "power bank."
In addition, when he helped Chun-Li out of a predicament earlier, he seemed to be alive, insisting that he was afraid of thunder...
This allowed the White Queen to enter and leave his bedroom without restraint, under the guise of "soothing" him with thunder, to replenish her "baby's" energy.
"Sweetie, it's thundering, don't be afraid~"
"..."
"It's so scary with the thunder outside, I'm coming to keep you company~"
"..."
After being "abused" like this more than ten times, Li Pu's face was rubbed red, his hair was sticking up in a mess, and he looked utterly hopeless.
Fortunately, the White Queen was mindful of the psychological trauma the "black-hooded witch" had left on her child.
Even when they frequently came over to be affectionate, it was just kissing, touching, hugging, and cuddling; they didn't do anything more inappropriate.
Otherwise, I'd really be a power bank tonight.
What a sin...
Li Pu stared helplessly at the closed door, his little mouth pouting.
"Boom——!!!"
Another thunderclap.
The next second—
"Squeak-"
The doorknob turned.
That voluptuous figure, with a mature woman's infatuated smile, reappeared at the doorway, her lips curling into a smile even more uncontrollably than an AK...
“Sweetie, I’m here…”
Li Pu covered his eyes in despair.
Whatever, I'm going to sleep!
……
The next morning.
Pale golden light filtered through the sheer curtains, dappling the disheveled bedding and dispelling the lingering gloom of the stormy night.
The little boy slowly curled up and rubbed his big, sleepy, watery eyes.
However, just as he was about to stretch, a very faint but undeniable strange sensation came from the fabric beneath him—it was not the dry comfort that pure cotton should have, but rather a kind of…wet, sticky residue.
A hint of doubt crept into the boy's tired brow. He looked down, a little hesitant, and pinched a small piece of wrinkled white cotton pajamas fabric clinging to his waist and abdomen.
The gaze slowly focused—
hiss!
Where the once pristine white birdcage once stood, now lay a messy, half-dried stain.
The most striking feature was the dense, varied purple hickeys!
They resembled scattered petals, or some strange and ambiguous totem, occupying a large area of his waist and lower abdomen.
The edges of those marks were moist and blurred, clearly evidence of repeated, enthusiastic, and unrestrained actions...
Mixed among these purple hickeys were some more lustrous, translucent nectar that shimmered subtly in the morning light—carrying an extremely faint, cloying sweet scent, as if a mixture of expensive perfume baked by the scorching sun and some overripe fruit, its aroma almost imperceptible due to body heat.
Purple lipstick...
Li Pu's temples throbbed twice, and his face instantly went from bewildered to understanding, followed by a complex expression that mixed speechlessness and a hint of embarrassment.
The attempt to cover it up only makes it more obvious...
That's not purple lipstick at all! It's a unique violet color created by mixing red lipstick with the crystal blue lipstick that the White Queen usually wears!
Ha, what an old woman, burying her head in the sand!
You think I wouldn't recognize you just because you changed your lipstick?!
But just how greedy is this foreign woman?
Li Pu's gaze slowly swept over the mess. He noticed the varying shades of purple hickeys, the degree of overlap, the different rates at which the nectar-like liquid dried, and the extent of its spread…
His face gradually turned from white to red as his gaze returned.
The frequency and duration of the crimes recorded at this "crime scene" are truly shocking!
Look at the mess and the "freshness" of the residue...
Good guy!
They've come quite often in the middle of the night!
He could easily imagine how many times that thirsty foreign woman had silently and tirelessly traversed his room while he was asleep!
BYD, are you treating me like coffee? Unlimited refills, huh?!
Forget it... It's better to save your energy than to argue with this demon mother.
Right now, it's more important to go see Master Chunli and see if she's feeling any better.
She mustn't do anything rash...
Li Pu sighed deeply, letting the morning light from the window fall on him.
But at this moment!
"Click."
The door lock clicked softly, and the doorknob turned quietly.
Then the White Queen came in carrying a washbasin filled with warm water, from which wisps of white steam rose.
Her attire was still the same tight-fitting white latex suit as always, which was quite normal, not as disheveled as Li Pu had imagined. However, he was stunned when he glanced at the face of this voluptuous foreign woman.
The corners of those plump, full lips bore a suspicious ring of whitish milk stains that hadn't been licked clean—clearly a souvenir from a recent dose of high-quality protein.
Even more alarming, near his lips, there were a few shiny, curly black hairs with the distinctive cool scent of a pony!
Their eyes met!
The large cart and the small horse faced each other in silence...
Li Pu's lips twitched.
Good guy!
So you were thinking of cleaning up the mess?!
Look at this posture...
You were drinking coffee so much that you got addicted and forgot about time, right?
The foreign woman blushed and dared not look again at the large-caliber, crooked-handled gun that the teenager had hastily set up when investigating the crime scene.
She suddenly lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the innocent basin of wash water in her hands.
The steam rising from the basin of hot water perfectly concealed her burning head!
"Cough... It's good that you're awake..." She forced out a few dry syllables, her tone strangely rising, "The water... the water temperature is just right..." After saying that, without caring whether Li Pu needed it or not, she placed it on the low cabinet next to her with a "clatter".
Then, with her hands and feet moving in uncoordinated fashion, she turned around and "slid" out the door.
"Sigh..." Little Ma Lipu rubbed his temples. "This place is unbearable to stay in; it's full of female hooligans."
But just then, the thing he least wanted to see happened!
"Sister Chunli!!!"
Tifa's panicked screams echoed throughout the entire agency!
"Oh no! Chun-Li is missing!"
"I can't find her anywhere!!!"
Chapter 134 New Intelligence, Eastern Continent (Third update delivered, muah~)
Chun-Li has disappeared.
Inside the firm, three figures with different expressions stood at Chun-Li's originally closed door.
Tifa stood in front of the door, her hand still on the doorknob, lost in thought.
The White Queen walked straight to the messy bedside, her sharp gaze sweeping over the dressing table. Her fingertips deftly picked up a note that was carelessly pressed down from under a pile of scattered makeup brushes and jewelry.
She frowned slightly; the paper was slightly wrinkled, suggesting the writer had been in a hurry. She silently unfolded the paper, her gaze quickly scanning the lines of text:
"I have a lead. Go find your apprentice. Don't worry about me."