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The Bedmate
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"Marry me." The handsome man in white slowly lowered his sword, his gentle gaze fixed on her as he spoke.
Yan Xiaoqi looked at the striking words "You Win" displayed on the PK arena, then glanced up at the title of the number one in the martial world above her head, and finally her eyes landed on the room name—"The Victor Takes the Bride." It was only then that she realized, to her shock, that she had inadvertently stumbled into a matchmaking room.
And she had somehow managed to "hook" the top player in the entire server.
"I didn't see clearly; can we pretend it didn't happen?" she mumbled softly, a hint of panic and disbelief in her voice.
"No way. Blue Moon Internet Cafe, B Block, Room 15. I'm coming to propose to you right now," Night Wind said with an unwavering tone.
Yan Xiaoqi felt utterly flustered for a while in the wind but eventually resigned herself to Night Wind's proposal, repeatedly pleading with him not to actually show up.
She had only come to the internet cafe today to cheer up a friend who was heartbroken; who would have thought that a casual PK would lead to winning a husband?
Her friend dragged Yan Xiaoqi to a bar to drown their sorrows, and they drank shot after shot until they were completely wasted.
As Yan Xiaoqi gazed at the flashing lights in the bar, her thoughts drifted back five years to when she was similarly heartbroken over someone unworthy, drowning herself in alcohol.
Yet even then, Jiang Yang, that heartless guy, had resolutely left her.
Suddenly, an announcement blared through the bar: "The real estate tycoon’s eldest son has ended his five-year relationship with the daughter of another real estate mogul, and both multinational companies' Class A common stocks have been significantly affected."
But what did these business news have to do with her? Yan Xiaoqi seemed not to hear it at all as she continued pouring drink after drink down her throat.
She thought she must be incredibly drunk; otherwise, how could she be hallucinating that Jiang Yang was standing right in front of her?
Before she could process what was happening, Jiang Yang pulled her tightly into his embrace and pressed his warm lips against hers, kissing her.
The body felt hot, whether from the effects of alcohol or the overwhelming heat of what seemed like a real dream. Yan Xiaoqi, in a daze, felt both hot and sleepy. She absentmindedly removed her clothes and nestled into a warm and comfortable embrace, falling into a deep sleep.
Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, gently illuminating Yan Xiaoqi's face.
In her sleep, she instinctively rubbed against the smooth skin beside her.
Smooth skin?
She suddenly opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was an extraordinarily handsome face—none other than Jiang Yang, whom she hadn't seen in five years.
He lay beside her, a smile like that of an angel gracing his lips, his bare chest rising and falling with each steady breath. Looking down at herself, she realized she was also completely naked.
Yan Xiaoqi froze in place, as if under a spell, completely petrified.
Just as she left the hotel, she heard a familiar voice behind her: "Xiaoqi, wait for me."
She pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without stopping.
"You’re not wearing the pink underwear..."
Yan Xiaoqi's face instantly flushed bright red, like a ripe tomato. She quickly turned around to face the man, glaring at him as she shouted, "Jiang Yang, listen carefully! Let’s pretend yesterday never happened. From now on, we are strangers!" With that, she snatched the pink underwear from his hand.
In her haste to leave, she had forgotten to put on such intimate clothing. Just as she took a few steps away, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind.
"Hello, miss. I’m Jiang Yang. May I invite you to lunch?" Jiang Yang said with his signature smile, looking at her gently.
In a daze, Yan Xiaoqi's thoughts drifted back to five years ago—her first date with Jiang Yang. Back then, she had been nervous and shy and had taken the initiative to say, "Hello, sir. I’m Yan Xiaoqi. May I invite you to lunch?"
Recalling these memories, a wave of bittersweet sadness washed over her. However, when she glanced at the pink kiss mark on her wrist, she couldn't help but remember the absurd night she had just experienced. Her face flushed uncontrollably as she shouted back at him, "No way, you pervert!"
That night, she received a text message.
"It's Night Wind. Log into the game and let's get married."
Yan Xiaoqi initially wanted to refuse, but when Night Wind provided her home address, all her resistance crumbled. She had no choice but to obediently log into the game and complete the wedding ceremony with Night Wind.
Although it was just a virtual world, Yan Xiaoqi knew that Night Wind was quite a celebrity on the entire server.
It was said that Night Wind was a handsome guy who consistently ranked first in all categories within the game.
She couldn't understand why such a master would insist on marrying her.
In response to her confusion, Night Wind gazed at her with deep affection and said, "Because my lady has won my heart at first sight, and I am utterly captivated by you."
Hearing such a declaration made Yan Xiaoqi feel nauseated by this illusory online romance, as if her heart had been dealt a thousand blows.
Undeniably, in the game, Night Wind was the epitome of a perfect husband. He generously provided her with top-tier equipment and tirelessly helped her level up by defeating monsters.
These thoughtful gestures distracted Yan Xiaoqi to some extent, allowing her not to dwell on Jiang Yang and that ridiculous night.
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