The Journey of the Light-type Superpower

Judging from Zhao Lan's expression, Hisoka undoubtedly knew her very well. He was in a very happy mood at the moment. He originally wanted to continue to cause trouble, but decided to let her go because little Zhao Lan was very well behaved.

Facing Feitan and Kuroro's dangerous gazes, Zhao Lan said nothing. Of course, it was impossible for them to fight for their lives in this situation. Their fates were linked together.

"What exactly are you dissatisfied with? How can a person who is surrounded by beauties have the right to be dissatisfied?" Feitan stared at Hisoka with a cold expression. The captain is fine, but Hisoka is nothing.

"Surrounded by women? Do you feel guilty about saying that?" Why don't you think about what kind of life she has been living these days.

"How dare you say that when you can't even live in peace for a single day? You and the Knight are only able to live in peace because of Hisoka, right? Suppose I really agreed, would you two still be able to live in peace?" Zhao Lan laughed angrily.

Peaceful coexistence? You're kidding me. Did she really think she had forgotten how they fought to the death? Wouldn't she be the one caught in the middle of them? I really wanted to just ignore them and let them figure it out. After all, their lives were tied together, so how could they really fight to death?

She didn't have such high moral standards that she couldn't accept a few men, but that also depended on who these men were. As long as the conflict between Hisoka and the Brigade was not resolved, this kind of life would continue.

In the past few days, several people seemed to be fighting for her. But in fact, Hisoka and the brigade had been fighting to the death since he designed the brigade.

Sometimes when she thinks of this, she feels lucky. If it weren't for this contract, the fight to the death would have already begun. At that time, she would be tormented by which side she should stand on.

Caught between the two, Zhao Lan has already foreseen what a miserable life his future will be.

After the house was renovated, Kuroro and the others looked at Zhao Lan with a frown as he asked someone to make a few large plaques and hung them on the wall. They read: "No use of force indoors."

"This is the last statement. If you want to fight, go to the training room outside to solve it. I'm serious. If you destroy my house again, I will no longer care about you. No matter what you say, I will leave." Maybe they knew that Zhao Lan was serious this time. Anyway, in the following days, several people were indeed honest and quiet for a few days...

That day, Kuroro received news from Jin's companions that there was progress in the translation of the book in the ruins last time.

So he pulled Zhao Lan to get it. Looking at Zhao Lan who was sitting obediently next to him, she seemed to have spoken less since she came out, and was not as lively as usual.

Thinking about it carefully, although they have known each other for many years, they have rarely been alone together, almost never. His mind has always been on the brigade, until now.

When did this woman beside him enter his heart? He couldn't remember clearly. The first time he found himself having thoughts was when he noticed Feitan's unusual attitude towards her many years ago.

What was he thinking at the time? He thought Feitan shouldn't have any improper thoughts about a fellow member of the group. This would lead to a series of problems that would affect the unity within the group. It was not until Feitan questioned him that he realized that his accusation against Feitan was mixed with his own selfish motives.

Until that day, when he saw traces of other men on her body, he almost took action at the same time as Feitan, and only relied on his strong self-control to barely suppress the anger that was about to explode in his heart.

It was also at that moment that he realized that he was no different from other men.

He chuckled. Perhaps it was because men were naturally sensitive to such things? Feitan and Xiake realized his feelings earlier than he did.

Kuroro didn't go back directly after getting the translation materials, but took Zhao Lan to his residence in another city. After coming in, he gave her some water and sat opposite her, looking at her motionlessly.

Zhao Lan felt uneasy when he looked at her. What was he doing? Why was he looking at her like that? This was too embarrassing. She wanted to go home.

She was already feeling a little restrained when she was with Kuroro, and him staring at her like that made her feel even more uncomfortable, and she had the urge to run away.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Why don't we go back..." Zhao Lan, who was racking his brains to say something, happened to overlap with Kuroro's voice.

"Hmm? Ah, no, I'm not afraid. You are the leader, and everyone respects you." Zhao Lan was incoherent and didn't know what to say.

To be honest, she had never had the guts to think of anything against Kuroro. He was their leader, and she always respected him in her heart.

"Respect... Is it a matter of time?" Looking at Zhao Lan, Kuroro muttered to himself thoughtfully.

During the day, Kuroro was always fiddling with the information he had brought. When Zhao Lan was about to rest at night, she had just walked into the room when she saw Kuroro following her in. ? Zhao Lan looked at Kuroro.

"Aren't you ready to rest yet?" Kuroro asked Zhao Lan as he walked into the room and started taking off his clothes.

"Yes, I want to sleep." Zhao Lan's whole body was stiff, her eyes almost popped out of the window, and the villain in her heart screamed... Is it so direct?

Kuroro saw Zhao Lan standing stupidly at the door and said, "Why don't you come over here?"

"Okay. No, I mean, how about I go next door..." Zhao Lan almost bit his tongue.

"Come here." As he said this, he walked over and pulled Zhao Lan to the bed: "Go to sleep." After saying that, he hugged him in his arms.

Why are you sleeping, big brother? Zhao Lan lay there with her body stiff. Although she was not unfamiliar with Kuroro's aura, she had never been so close to him. It would be scary if he really fell asleep, okay? She was afraid that she would be killed inexplicably while sleeping.

She didn't believe that Kuroro could sleep, he would only feel worse than her. Sure enough, the two of them slept awake all night.

The next day, Zhao Lan carefully discussed with him: "Captain, how about we sleep separately? Wouldn't you be tired this way?"

"Are you tired?" Kuroro looked at Zhao Lan thoughtfully and asked.

Should she say she is tired or not... I always feel that Kuroro is a little scary like this.

It was night again. Zhao Lan washed up and looked at Kuroro lying beside her and began to worry. Although it was okay for her to not sleep for a day or two, it was too stressful.

"Since you're not sleepy, let's do something else." After saying that, Kuroro grabbed Zhao Lan's wrist and attached himself to her.

"Wait a minute, um~" Zhao Lan's voice was drowned out by Kuroro's lips.

Kuroro was not as calm as usual in bed, and looked at the person in his arms with dark eyes. Zhao Lan, whose breathing was a little difficult due to Kuroro's kiss, had a slightly reddened eye at the corners of her usually clean and beautiful eyes, which brought out a charming spring color.

Kuroro's dark eyes gradually became stained with lust. Looking at Kuroro like this, Zhao Lan was a little dazed. "Hmm..." This voice was like an aphrodisiac, making Kuroro's rationality disappear. His hands were pressed against hers, and they became ten fingers tightly clasped. Kuroro directly stood up and...