Jian Yuche had been shot before.
He had been stabbed, poisoned, beaten, burned, betrayed, and once hit hard enough across the back of the head that he lost three hours and woke up with someone else's blood on his shirt.
He had intimate knowledge of what it felt like when the body took damage before the mind could catch up. There was always that one strange second where the world stayed exactly where it was, but the meaning of it shattered and had to put itself back together in the right order.
This was one of those times... and he didn't even have to spill a single drop of blood for it to happen.
Or maybe his blood was moving to a completely different organ.
Rouxi stood in front of him with both hands on her hips, her face flushed with frustration, her eyes bright, and her mouth still shaped around the sentence that had just cracked straight through the center of his skull.
'Just what does a girl have to do to seduce you?'
And for one single second, Yuche couldn't move.
