Chapter 425: Shen Que Gradually Recovers His Emotions

Chapter 425 Shen Que Gradually Recovers His Feelings

The way Shen Que was looking at her now wasn’t as intense as during the peak of their romance, but it subtly resembled the ambiguous phase of their relationship—just with a more distant look.

Back then, Shen Que clearly stuck around at the team base despite wanting to leave, yet he kept avoiding her. Even while avoiding her, he couldn’t help sneaking looks at her.

Whenever she caught his gaze, he would immediately look away.

But what Shen Que didn’t know was that even though he averted his eyes, his ears and neck would flush bright red, making his thoughts completely obvious to her at a glance.

After Mental Power Sharing, Wu Yue quietly sifted through Shen Que’s mental activity during that period.

Unsurprisingly, they were all about wanting to get closer to her, hold her, kiss her.

...So while this person appeared serious and stood there properly, his mind was entirely filled with all sorts of inappropriate ideas.

This situation only intensified after she stroked the cat he had transformed into.

And the root cause was:

She had been severely injured during the final battle of the World Boss fight. When Shen Que pulled her out of the zombie horde, there wasn’t a single inch of unbroken skin left on her body.

Afraid that her special recovery ability would be exposed, the first thing Shen Que did on the aircraft was to draw her blood for treatment. She was completely unconscious at the time and unable to cooperate with him.

In such a critical moment, there was no time to worry about modesty, let alone any intention to take advantage. Shen Que directly used his hands to heal her. Although his approach and intent were entirely different from what he often referred to as "just medical treatment," it ultimately achieved the same result.

Shen Que was indeed very focused on treating her at first, but as her body rapidly recovered and returned to its original state,

seeing her like that, he suddenly snapped out of it and found his mind wandering to places it shouldn't.

He frantically tried to cover her with her combat suit, but the moment he touched her, his whole body jolted as if electrified, leaving him flustered and at a loss.

That’s why he was so nervous and guilty when Mental Power Sharing was initiated.

Because his Way of Emotionlessness had completely shattered.

There was already a fondness there, compounded by the adrenaline-fueled attraction from Wu Yue’s three near-death experiences and the excessively intimate physical contact.

Just as he himself admitted, he had developed unchaste thoughts about her.

By the time Wu Yue woke up, she found herself lying intact in the healing pod, with no abnormalities shown on the pod’s display.

Even her completely ruined combat suit had been replaced with a brand new one.

Even a fool would know that something had happened while she was unconscious.

But given the circumstances at the time, Shen Que had his reservations, and Wu Yue instinctively avoided confronting emotions. Both of them were playing dumb while knowing exactly what happened.

Wu Yue looked down at Shen Que. She had gradually cooled down from her earlier frustration.

Having experienced the whole relationship with Shen Que from start to finish, she clearly knew what he was like at each stage. Since she had always been the one setting the pace of their relationship, why should she panic?

If Shen Que’s feelings for her were now in a vague, undefined state again, there was no need for her to rush their progress.

She was no longer in a hurry to charge into life-threatening situations or to help Shen Que fulfill his regrets as if completing items on a checklist. There was plenty of time to take things slowly.

In fact, she rather regretted that they couldn’t be together properly during that period, experiencing the ambiguity and confirmation of their relationship like a normal couple.

As for what Shen Que had said earlier about giving her seven days to complete the KPI—for heaven's sake, if he wouldn't take the bait, he couldn’t blame her for not baiting the hook.

Shen Que glanced at her, then looked away guiltily.

Wu Yue glanced down at him. "You've been acting like you want to say something to me since earlier. What is it?"

Shen Que had originally intended to bring up moving back to his room, but he sensed a subtle change in Wu Yue's demeanor.

She had become completely calm, clearly back in charge of the situation.

Shen Que's gaze happened to fall on a photo of his parents, and he suddenly got the feeling: if he brought up moving out now,

he would definitely regret it.

This woman before him certainly had ways to make him regret it big time.

After pausing for a second, Shen Que shook his head. "It's nothing."

Wu Yue got straight to the point. "If you feel uncomfortable staying in the same room with me, you can move back to your dorm."

Shen Que's mental alarms went off—she was starting something, just as he expected.

He chose his words carefully. "I can handle it."

Wu Yue pressed him, "No need to force yourself."

Shen Que replied, "...I’m not forcing myself."

Wu Yue shrugged. "Alright then. I’m tired and need to sleep. Do whatever you want."

Before Shen Que could recover, she could finally get some proper rest.

Wu Yue lay down on the bed, pulled up the covers, and was out like a light. She had reached her limit—completely wiped out mentally and physically—and planned to sleep for three days and nights straight.

As Wu Yue’s steady breathing filled the room, Shen Que realized she had completely passed out.

He sat on the sofa, listening to her breathe, then slowly stood up and walked to her bedside, looking down at her.

His heartbeat quickened, faster and faster—a feeling that was strange yet familiar.

Shen Que suddenly wondered: She had just promised to do what engaged couples do, so why did she suddenly back off?

Why did her attitude change so abruptly? Given his current state, she knew well that more time together would help him recover emotionally faster.

Even if they couldn’t do what they did in his memories, why hadn’t she even given him that promised hug or kiss?

A conversation suddenly surfaced in Shen Que’s mind:

"You’re not allowed to like him. You can’t like him first."

"So it’s me you like."

Shen Que looked down at the prince’s attire he was wearing and the emotional state he was projecting as the prince.

He felt a subtle displeasure—was it because Wu Yue now saw him as the prince rather than the Chiyan Captain that she suddenly pulled back?

It was just like how she had treated him in the Fox Spirit mission—only when he acted like Shen Que did she change her attitude.

Shen Que felt he was going crazy—was he actually jealous of himself? Jealous...

He glanced at the ring on his finger. There was no need for jealousy. As she said, they were engaged—this kind of thing was normal for them.

She clearly wants to continue this relationship, otherwise she wouldn’t have gotten so serious with him about whether he loved her, and he… also has no intention of ending it.

Since she didn’t initiate anything, why couldn’t he take matters into his own hands?

Just not long ago in the lounge, they were still so intimate.

Images from the lounge kept flashing through Shen Que’s mind—he couldn’t stop thinking about how aroused she was, how much she'd clearly loved it.

She had said he was amazing in bed, that he made her feel so good.

She had also said she loved the intimate contact with him when she was a little buzzed, that it felt especially amazing.

Shen Que felt his heartbeat pounding harder and harder, even his breathing coming quicker.

His gaze fell on the empty space beside Wu Yue, where the other pillow lay—that was his side.

Shen Que paused for a second, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

Realizing that Shen Que had finally left, Wu Yue opened her eyes and let out a long sigh.

The way Shen Que had just looked at her made her feel flushed and flustered. Even without opening her eyes, she could sense it—. It was totally that he wanted to do something.

Wu Yue’s mind was too exhausted to function. She thought to herself: Whatever, let him be. It’s not like Shen Que hasn’t done things to her while she was half-asleep and barely conscious before.

Closing her eyes, Wu Yue sank back into deep sleep.