What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

Zhuo Lan finally chose one, a dinner party scene from the fourteenth to fifteenth centuries before the millennium.

It's not the kind of luxurious banquet in aristocratic castles, but a joyful gathering for homeless people to entertain themselves.Everyone gathers around the fire, the luthiers and poets are playing and singing, the dancers are dancing, and the sound of the music seems to be able to spread far away.

In this scene, the guests' dining table is placed not far away, and the fire seems to be able to spread to their tabletops.The guests are like one of them, but also like the audience nearby.The smart scene will also make dancers and musicians look at or smile at the guests according to where the guests are sitting, which is simply the best experience scene.

"It seems that since I woke up, this kind of scene has begun to increase..." Zhuo Lan enjoyed the song and dance for a while, and commented, "Although there are still some mistakes, but it is enough to fool people these days. "

An Nuo looked at him quietly.

Zhuo Lan seemed to have noticed his gaze, tilted his head and smiled at him, and pointed at the dancing girl in a chatty manner: "You saw this, do you remember anything?"

In fact, Zhuo Lan and An Nuo had acted with this kind of wandering people several times during their escape together.So they have actually experienced many such scenes, and even sat and ate with them and played musical instruments.

Most of the time, it was Zhuo Lan who became interested and participated in it, and An Nuo sat behind him, quietly watching and guarding.

Now, An Nuo was also looking at the blood race, watching him standing next to the singing and dancing people.Then, that pretty face turned around and smiled at herself, pointing at the dancers and saying something, opening and closing her mouth...

Some pictures rushed through my mind like a flood, huge and messy, but I couldn't catch anything.In the end, An Nuo came back to his senses, and what he saw was the person in front of him.

Blonde hair, as bright as the sun, is actually the ruler of the night.

Zhuo Lan saw that he didn't answer for a long time: "Huh?"

"...I didn't think of anything." An Nuo replied indifferently, and looked down at the order counter in his hand with a little evasion.While the scene was selected, the interface of the orderer changed suddenly, and a series of recommended dishes appeared.

The dishes that best match the scene are medieval and exotic dishes.

An Nuo glanced at it, feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't tell it was a bit weird.He put aside this strange feeling and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"You decide." Zhuo Lan turned to look at him, returned the original words, and chuckled again, "If I have to say, you are more tempting to me than any food - I am a blood race."

"..." An Nuo, who was sitting on the single sofa, glanced at him, and asked casually, "Are all human beings food for you?"

"Ah, that's the theory, but just like people have different tastes, I also have some favorites." Zhuo Lan smiled, sat on the armrest of the sofa where An Nuo was sitting, leaned over and sniffed gently. , "For example, your smell, I really like it."

An Nuo was a little uncomfortable, but he managed to maintain a calm look on his face: "Really?"

Zhuo Lan was less than ten centimeters away from him, but he didn't touch him, but his breath reached the tip of An Nuo's nose: "Yes..."

An Nuo sniffed the scent of roses coming from him, and narrowed his eyes imperceptibly: "Do you like the smell of men? Or the smell of my race?"

"Why are you so self-deprecating?" Zhuo Lan smiled lowly, her voice was very pleasant, "Of course I like your smell. It's not a group, not a gender, but you, just you."

He blinked slightly at An Nuo: "You are only one, for thousands of years, there has only been one you."

An Nuo's heart beat violently a few times, as if being aroused by the blood race.He thought it was a tyrannical problem and he was a little ready to move. He subconsciously wanted to stay away from the source of the restlessness, and leaned back: "Is this also a skill of the blood race?"

"Pfft." The Blood Race suddenly smiled in front of his eyes, and finally got up and left, "Do you ask this because you feel that you are out of control? But I haven't started using it yet, so just take it as you are complimenting me Bar."

An Nuo was silent for a second: "I don't know what you're talking about... Maybe I'm not the person you know at all."

"Really?" Zhuo Lan raised his eyebrows, "But in the game, you said something related to that year."

An Nuo: "I don't remember."

Zhuo Lan smiled: "Okay, I don't remember anything. However, if you insist on saying this on the Internet, I may still believe you if you say too much. Now that you are face to face, what you say is useless."

"What do you mean?"

"Your smell." Zhuo Lan stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it lightly, "I knew it when I entered the door, 'I checked the smell, I met the right person'..."

An Nuo didn't understand the stalk, just listened to the straightforward lyrics and turned his eyes away.

Zhuo Lan: "Wow, are you shy?"

"No."

"Okay, no." Zhuo Lan pointed to the orderer in his hand, "But don't you order yet?"

Only then did An Nuo think of ordering, avoiding Zhuo Lan's gaze, lowered his head and began to order.

***

I don't know if it was the rendering of the scene, or An Nuo himself was too lazy to think too much, but he really ordered the recommended set meal.

Grilled meat, cold salad and salad-based vegetarian food are basically retro meals, which complement the barbecue scene in the box scene.But the presentation of the plate is not purely retro. When the food was served, there was a projection show around the plate, which made An Nuo watch it carefully for several seconds.

Zhuo Lan sat opposite him, feeling that the man's slightly blank expression was really interesting, and couldn't help looking at it for a long time with his chin propped up.

An Nuo originally wanted to eat quietly, but after taking a few mouthfuls, he couldn't hold back: "What do you think I'm doing?"

Zhuo Lan's coquettish words came as soon as she opened her mouth: "You look at your food, I look at mine."

An Nuo's fingers moved: "Don't look at me."

"So what do I think?"

"..." An Nuo had nothing to say.

He discovered a problem: if others provoked him, his heart would have started to accumulate anger silently.But when Zhuo Lan provoked him, his heart would stir for a while, as if his anger was about to accumulate.

But as long as he looks into the eyes of the blood race, An Nuo will be like a deflated ball again, and his heart will become much more peaceful.

——Did the blood race do something?

— or because...

Zhuo Lan felt that it was a little bit back when the two had just met, and his heart was eager to have fun: "Annuo, you obviously asked me to meet, but you didn't let me see you, do you think you are unreasonable?"

"..." An Nuo was silent for a while, and swallowed the meat in his mouth, "You said that face-to-face can eliminate my tyrannical emotions."

Zhuo Lan actually knew it well, but he still asked deliberately: "Then what do you think of the effect?"

An Nuo glanced at him: "It doesn't work." Rather, the feeling of turbulence repeated, making people feel a little restless.

"That's right, because I haven't started to act yet, so of course you won't feel the effect." Zhuo Lan propped his chin up, like a kitten's tail teasing a man's chin, teasing the man indistinctly, "Then you, want to try Does it really work?"

An Nuo had a premonition in his heart, but he still replied subconsciously: "...how to try?"

"It won't work if you say it in advance." Zhuo Lan nonsense said, "If you agree to try, as long as you don't resist me."

An Nuo said: "Even if you want to persecute me, you can't resist?"

Zhuo Lan didn't mind his question at all: "If you think I'm going to persecute you, will you still come?"

An Nuo retorted: "Just because I'm here doesn't mean I won't resist you."

"Oh, then you can choose." Zhuo Lan smiled across the table, "If you want to try, you just agree to my request, or you don't have to talk about it."

An Nuo narrowed his eyes: "You don't...?!"

As soon as the man uttered a word, he suddenly felt something strange happening under the table.

Zhuo Lan, who seemed to be sitting well across the table, stretched out his foot and kicked An Nuo.It wasn't heavy, but it did kick An Nuo's calf.

An Nuo: "What are you doing?"

Zhuo Lan's lips moved for a moment, the shape of his mouth moved, and he said those two words silently: "Fuck... you."

An Nuo: "..."

The man had the urge to get up and leave, but just walking away was like running away.He held back, and said with a serious face: "You respect yourself."

"What can you do to me?" Zhuo Lan kicked him again, this time the long leg even kicked the man's thigh, "You called me here, but you didn't agree with anything. Then what did you call me to do? Do you eat? Do you know how much it costs me to accompany a meal, and how much resources the bosses will promise me?"

After An Nuo woke up, under the influence of Zhuo Lan's career, he read a lot of news from the entertainment industry, and somewhat understood the dirty things behind his words.Hearing Zhuo Lan's words, An Nuo grabbed the ankle that was messing around his leg: "Are you going to accompany me for dinner?"

Zhuo Lan raised her eyebrows: "Touch me? That's another price."

An Nuo narrowed his eyes: "Is there anyone else touching you?"

Zhuo Lan twitched her feet, but didn't twitch: "Isn't it you who are touching me?"

An Nuo let go of him: "I mean someone else."

Zhuo Lan sneered: "You don't even remember who I am, what about me, what does it matter to you?"

An Nuo said coldly: "Whether I have anything to do with you or not, you shouldn't do this."

"How about it?"

The man was bored for a few seconds, and continued to pick up the tableware to eat as if he controlled himself, and spit out the words he didn't want to say: "Exchange your body...for resources."

"Oh..." Zhuo Lan looked into An Nuo's eyes and realized that he was already upset, but he still said deliberately, "This has nothing to do with you."

"..."

Zhuo Lan added fuel to the fire: "Even if I do this, what can you do?"

An Nuo dropped the tableware and got up.

Zhuo Lan looked up at him, thinking that he was going to do something in front of her, but unexpectedly he walked directly towards the door.

The blood race was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that if An Nuo didn't want to do anything in front of him when he got angry, he would leave quickly and vent to other places.In front of most people who don't know his true face, this is basically the choice.

But Zhuo Lan will not let him escape this time.

You can tease, but you can't let him really run away.

The Blood Race immediately got up and followed, grabbed An Nuo's wrist, and tugged him involuntarily.An Nuo turned around with strength, and was about to pull back his hand forcefully, when he suddenly met Zhuo Lan's eyes.

An Nuo's eyes really started to congest.

"Shhh, calm down." Zhuo Lan's eyes also turned blood red, like a bloody abyss, and directly caught An Nuo.

An Nuo was actually defenseless against him.

The knight easily fell into the abyss of charm.

The blood clan smiled lowly, his voice was full of silent temptation, making it difficult to divert attention: "I lied to you."

An Nuo looked at him and murmured, "You lied to me...?"

"That's right. Who told you to always be angry with me and say that you don't know me." The blood clan smiled lowly, slowly approaching him, sticking to him, and holding his hand, slowly putting it on his lower back, "Still Yes, you are not allowed to eat delicious food, you are too much."

Zhuo Lan leaned forward, touched An Nuo's with his lips, and licked it again.

An Nuo subconsciously tightened his arms, looking at the person locked by him in a daze.

"Now that you're full, it's time for me to start, right?" The blood clan chuckled, and slowly unbuttoned the man's top shirt.

"Speaking of which, the package also includes a hotel room, do you know what that means?"

[The author has something to say]: Pull the light and howl~