Considering all the present circumstances, Chen Che contemplated a lot in his heart.

He carefully considered the relationships between him, An Nishang, and the Apocalypse Society.

It was obvious that he would never become a dog of the Apocalypse Society, nor be led by the nose by this cult forever.

The best way to break the stalemate that he could think of was to confess everything to An Nishang, completely shattering the Apocalypse Society's methods of manipulating him.

But it was a gamble.

Chen Che needed to wager on his standing in An Nishang's heart.

If he lost the gamble, anyone would be able to predict the outcome.

So, even though it was the best method, Chen Che still hesitated and pondered for a long time.

What finally made Chen Che determined was the fact that today he summoned three demons, an action never done before and unlikely to ever be replicated.

An Nishang exposed herself before so many people, hoping somewhat that he would bolster her reputation.

Thus, it seemed his position in An Nishang's heart had increased by a grade.

If he were to confess, An Nishang would weigh the pros and cons, and even if she wanted to kill him, she would have to think it over.

After weighing all options in his mind, Chen Che ultimately decided to risk it and confess to An Nishang.

Because only by doing so could he help An Nishang recover a shipment of arms.

In many ways, it counted as him making amends.

With An Nishang's character and mentality, she would definitely not kill him outright out of anger.

Even if An Nishang wanted to punish him later, it would be after he had helped her resolve the issue with the Apocalypse Society and reclaimed the arms.

After figuring this all out, Chen Che prepared in his heart, constantly looking for an opportunity to confess to An Nishang.

But he never had the chance to speak until now.

As the two basked in the aftermath's warmth, feeling the tenderness released by the woman in his arms, which was completely different from the ruthless vixen, Chen Che finally found the courage to confess to An Nishang.

He imagined many possible outcomes in his mind.

An Nishang would suddenly open her eyes and stare at him with an unfathomable depth.

An Nishang would angrily pin him down and clasp his throat.

An Nishang would be shocked.

An Nishang would instantly wake up from her emotional reverie and question him.

He imagined the best scenario would be An Nishang asking him afterward, quickly calming down, listening to his explanation, and finally making a decision.

To conspire with him and devise a plan to deal with the Apocalypse Society and retrieve the shipment of arms.

This was the best result Chen Che could imagine, and it was also the one he most hoped for.

He even tightened his grip around An Nishang's legs, secured her arms, and enclosed An Nishang's entire body in his embrace, feeling her curvaceous form and skin as smooth as cream.

Fearing An Nishang might make a move.

But An Nishang's words completely caught Chen Che off guard.

He almost didn't comprehend them at first and started explaining quickly, only realizing halfway through what An Nishang had said, hesitating abruptly.

"You... Nishang, you... what did you say? What do you know?"

An Nishang slowly opened her lazy eyes, her scarlet pupils beguiling, as enthralling as intoxicating red wine, immensely fragrant.

An Nishang seemed reluctant to discuss such atmosphere-spoiling words, gripping Chen Che's chin with her fair fingers, offering her Red Lips, and exchanged fluids with a dazed gaze.

Inside Chen Che's heart surged tidal waves, An Nishang's words flooding his brain, somewhat dizzy, a bit incomprehensible.

He repeatedly carved the known information in his mind, digging through various memories, trying to piece together the whole storyline.

An Nishang knew he was part of the Apocalypse Society?!

But to what extent is this knowledge?

From An Nishang's reaction to losing the arms, she seemed unaware that all this was behind his orchestration?

But... what's going on?

At that moment, Chen Che felt his brain was utterly overloaded, quite uncomfortable.

An Nishang's eyes revealed a hint of displeasure as she slowly moved off her Red Lips and murmured softly, "Can you focus a bit when kissing?"

"You know what I like."

During the kissing, An Nishang didn't like to invade actively; she preferred being passively invaded.

Allowing Chen Che to breach her mouth and plunder that bit of lilac.

Chen Che came back to his senses, lowered his head, and kissed her Red Lips again, on An Nishang's flawlessly beautiful face, finally evoking a trace of satisfied expression, enjoying with closed eyes.

It took about ten minutes before Chen Che's mouth felt somewhat numb, loosening An Nishang, and then she let out a satisfied hum.

She greatly enjoyed quietly experiencing this post-climax lingering sensation.

Gradually calming down from the shock, Chen Che, looking at this reddened beautiful face, his heart stirred while involuntarily revealing a bitter smile, resting his chin on An Nishang's fair forehead.

Doing what any man would dare not even fantasize about sometimes.

Holding her, playing with her.

"Nishang, this... you know... what does it mean? How long have you known?"

Being able to sense that An Nishang didn't have intense emotional fluctuations helped Chen Che calm down, slow his tone, and begin untangling everything.

An Nishang chuckled softly, her finger now tracing Chen Che's sweat-drenched chest, playing with him, similar to how Chen Che played with her, toying with his pecs.

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