While the dream is in progress [unlimited]

The surrounding eyes became more and more ambiguous, and they were secretly discussing in the forum.This matter is absolutely solid. It turned out that they were able to escape from Nightingale several times because of the tricks of beauty.

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty. Even though Nightingale is not considered a hero, she can be considered a man of the hour.Beauty comes first, no matter heroes or villains, they must be treated equally.

The gaze cast on Yin He couldn't help feeling a little pity, it's good to fall in love, but to be taken in by this kind of person, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

The Viscount was very dissatisfied with this kind of development, but the two of them acted like no one else, so he coughed twice to try to attract Yin He's attention.

Only then did Yin He turn his head halfway, his forehead brushed against Nightingale's chin, and seeing the Viscount by his side, he asked in surprise, "Your Excellency the Viscount is here too?"

Nightingale raised her eyebrows slightly, and was very happy to see the Viscount's deflated face.He even took the initiative to hug Yin He's lower back, making Yin He stick to him closer.

Yin He showed a blushing and shy expression appropriately, but actually he was a little confused.

Why did Nightingale cooperate with him so much?Could it be that "mind control" has taken effect?

On such an occasion, flirting with Nightingale was courting death.Nightingale is not a kind person, she will consider your face and cooperate with you.On the contrary, he will ruthlessly expose you, trample you under his feet, tear your pride, and let everyone see your ugliness.

But Yin He has just acquired a personal skill called mind control.So I thought about trying it on Nightingale, but I didn't expect it to be quite effective.

What he thought was very simple, the higher the level the player was, the harder it was to control.If Nightingale is affected and controlled under such circumstances, doesn't it mean that his skills are effective for those below S rank, and the effect has to be good.

The Viscount wondered, what is Nightingale going crazy for?It's fine for Yin He to look at him, but Nightingale is also looking at him now.His eyes were full of mockery and contempt, and he reached out to support Yin He's waist, as if swearing sovereignty.

It's a pity that the viscount didn't have that kind of thought about Yin He, he just had thoughts about Yin He.

"Why don't you explain about releasing pigeons?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and finally, the topic came.

Nightingale watched Yin He struggle contentedly, the corners of her mouth raised high, showing her joyful mood at the moment.

Yin He knew that Nightingale would not be so kind, even though Nightingale was hugging his waist, but the strength seemed to break him in the middle.

Yin He thought he was being cut in half.

Yin He's five fingers gradually clenched into fists, and he couldn't help but hammered Nightingale's waist. Unfortunately, under such confinement, this small movement was like tickling.

At this time, I don't know who exclaimed: "At this time, Yin He is still flirting!"

"It's too clingy."

"Looking at Yin He, he is not a serious person. He seduces and seduces people in public. Shameless."

Yin He is wronged.

Nightingale leaned slightly, her lips were almost close to his ear, and her deep voice was filled with chills: "You'd better deal with him right away, otherwise, I'll deal with you right away."

Yin He looked up, not quite understanding the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

When the hands tapped rhythmically on the back of his waist, he knew it.

Nightingale wants to have sex with him in public.

The position of the hands gradually lowered, and Yin He hurriedly tightened his arms, hugging Nightingale's neck even tighter.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is the meaning of Yin He's entanglement and unwillingness to let go.

The roots of their teeth are acidic, and seeing this kind of scene in public is really irritating.But it’s impossible to let them not read it. It seems like a big loss if they don’t read it. After reading it, they feel sour and entangled.

Yin He endured the pain in his waist, and wrote down the incident, and will settle the score with Nightingale later.Turning to look at the Viscount, he said apologetically, "I said I was lost, does your Excellency believe me?"

This reason is really insincere, even the Viscount is a little angry.He sneered, exuding an aura of calmness and prestige.

"Your Excellency Nightingale, I will believe it." The Viscount threw the question to Nightingale.

Although the Viscount had a bad impression of Nightingale, both of them were at S rank, and the news of being played around by Yin He had already spread throughout the dream world.It was a scandal to any of them.

The deeds of playing with two S-ranks made Yin He's popularity rise rapidly. It was rumored that Yin He was a femme fatale who played with two S-ranks in his hands.

The Viscount still believed that there was a limit to how much Nightingale indulged Yin He.Especially the perfunctory reasons given by Yin He, it's better not to say it.

get lost?

The A-level and S-level worlds are completely two ways, and the dream world has its own navigation, and it takes a little mental power to open the teleportation.The excuse of getting lost is not even used by a three-year-old.

Everyone's heads shook to Nightingale's side like a rattle. Nightingale's expression was indifferent, showing no signs of happiness or anger, and she casually pinched Yin He's waist: "I believe it."

The Viscount choked, and almost didn't catch his breath.Looking thoughtfully at Yin He's "coquettish" posture, he sneered: "It has been said since ancient times that love makes people lose their minds, and it is true."

Nightingale was not angry when she was cornered and scolded as a love brain, but just looked at Yin He with a warning.

Yin He looked happy, and buried his head in Nightingale's arms: "Honey, when are we leaving? There are so many people here, I'm shy."

nightingale:?

The Viscount was annoyed: "Yin He, the matter between us is not over yet."

Everyone's heads turned to the Viscount's side, with gossip shining in their eyes.

Yin He said innocently: "Your Excellency Viscount and I are innocent, Your Excellency Viscount, please don't make random rumors about our relationship."

Only then did the Viscount realize how ambiguous his words were, and he corrected him: "Are you really going to reject me? You didn't give me an accurate answer earlier, and said that you should think about it carefully. It's been a long time now, and it's time to think about the result." It refers to inviting Yin He to be his heir.

Nightingale turned around slightly, her slender body blocked the Viscount's sight, wrapped Yin He in her arms, her cold and proud eyes made people shudder.Seeing Nightingale's attitude, the Viscount abruptly stopped the thought of stepping forward to question her.

Yin He sighed: "Your Excellency, Viscount, I really want to recognize you as my father. But do you dare to recognize my husband as your son-in-law? If our seniority is established, my husband will have to call you father."

Viscount: ...

The viscount tried to think about this scene, and it was really scary, so terrible that he couldn't think about it at all.As soon as he raised his head, he met Nightingale's increasingly cold eyes.

To be Nightingale's father?The viscount is afraid of losing his life.

"I took this person away."

There is a little impatience in words, not a discussion but a statement.As soon as Nightingale finished speaking, a sharp wind blew up around them, and the bright silver mist enveloped the two of them, like a star net.

Nightingale used her skills.

At the last moment when the silver mist disappeared, Nightingale's slightly hoarse voice came out slowly——

"If you dare to spit it out, I will let you lick all the spray on me."

The silver mist disappeared.

But the gossip of the onlookers still persisted. They looked around, dumbfounded, obviously unable to believe that Nightingale Monkey came here anxiously.

In the blink of an eye, how did you get to this point?

S-level is S-level, and the work efficiency is so fast, one step ahead.

Just as they were feeling emotional, Mo Jue walked over with red eyes. He was afraid when Yin He and Ye Ying were there.

"Uncle Viscount, I failed in the qualifying competition again." The aggrieved voice of the young man made people feel very sorry.

The Viscount frowned and looked at the direction where Nightingale disappeared, and slowly looked away, looking at Mo Jue: "Next time make persistent efforts, I believe you can do it."

Mo Jue opened his lips, but stopped talking.In fact, he wanted the Viscount to take him with him, but the Viscount always excused himself because he was busy and had something to do. After a long time, Mo Ju felt embarrassed to mention it.

Although he was childish and didn't know how to read words and expressions, he didn't dare to offend the Viscount.He bowed his head, wringing his fingers dejectedly.

The Viscount was still thinking, seeing Mo Jue like this, it was much rarer to say: "You are unlucky this time, the clearance rate of "Escape from the Madhouse" is very low, even I can't do it. Don't be discouraged, After the annual party, I will take you with me when I have time."

"You have indeed been at A-level long enough."

Mo Jue's gloomy eyes instantly shone brightly, like a puppy being rewarded.He continued to say a lot of words of praise, wishing to blow the viscount into the sky.

The Viscount heard too many compliments, and waited for Mo Jue to take a break before he asked, "What do you think of Yin He?"

"Bad!" When it came to this topic, Mo Jue got excited, "I've never seen such a bad, hypocritical, and vicious person, Uncle Viscount, you don't know how much he's gone too far. Pigs eat tigers, and later he alienated my guild members, and finally forced me to hand over my participation! This person is a big villain, a big devil."

A satisfied smile appeared in the Viscount's eyes.

bad?

now it's right.

What he needs are villains.

Yin He didn't know what Nightingale fed him at all, he only knew that it tasted bitter when he first tasted it, and he instinctively wanted to spit it out.

Nightingale's cold words reached the eardrums: "If you dare to spit it out, I will let you lick all the spray on me."

Yin He swallowed the medicine with humiliation, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were twisted into a ball, and his always well-disguised fake smile was full of dissatisfaction and suppressed anger.

Yin He was not happy, but Nightingale was very happy.

"bitter?"

"Ah."

Yin He responded casually, the bitter taste in his mouth made him not want to talk, let alone talk to the other party.

Anyway, there was no one around now, and he couldn't afford to maintain a superficially ambiguous relationship with Nightingale.

Nightingale frowned, said "delicate" in a low voice, then pinched Yin He's chin forcibly, and stuffed something into it.

I don't know what it is, but it tastes sweet, slightly dispelling the bitterness just now.

The surrounding wind was very loud, he closed his eyes, and did not dare to speak, for fear that the howling wind would pour into his throat when he spoke, and the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Nightingale was not affected at all.

The mind control just now seemed to have taken effect, but seeing Nightingale's later attitude, it didn't seem to have taken effect.This made Yin He Erzhang puzzled, what kind of skill is mind control?

He didn't understand whether other people's skills were like this, and he didn't even have an introduction, only a short instruction on how to use it.Very tasteless.

There was a sudden silence in his ears, and he closed his eyes and wanted to open them, but was covered by Nightingale's cool palm.Nightingale led him for a while before letting go of her palm.

Steady footsteps sounded, accompanied by the crisp sound of glass colliding, and the sound of liquid flowing.Yin He opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the semi-open kitchen through the dim warm light.

Nightingale was leaning against him with her cuffs rolled up, seeing that he was pouring wine.Looking forward from the back, Yin He had to admit that Nightingale had an excellent figure.

It is a rare proportion of nine heads and body. At first glance, it seems to have only legs, and the back is broad and aggressive.In the blink of an eye, he had changed into a silk pajamas.

With the movement of pouring the wine, the muscles on Nightingale's arms were faintly visible, and strong male hormones mixed with the smell of wine entered Yin He's nose.

"Husband?" Nightingale turned around slowly, holding the wine glass in front of her belly, her eyes were mocking, "It's easy to say."

Maybe Nightingale didn't even notice how attractive she was at the moment.

The place where Nightingale lived was not well lit, and the room was dark enough to be seen by the naked eye. The plush carpet that Yin He stepped on was pure black.As for Nightingale, she was right in the light and out of the shadows. The glass wine glass in her hand shimmered brilliantly, making her slender fingers all the more sexy.

Nightingale raised her glass wine glass, raised her head casually, took a sip, and put the glass back on the counter with a crisp sound.

Yin He stopped in front of Nightingale, and looked up at Nightingale from a close distance. This height difference made him a little dissatisfied, but also a little fascinated.

Because looking up from this angle, you can just see Nightingale's sharp jaw line and smooth nose bridge, standing like a snow peak, exuding the dangerous atmosphere before the avalanche.

Nightingale's eyelashes were long but not curled, which made his eyes always extremely aggressive.When he lowered his eyes to look at people, the hostility that could not be concealed became more and more obvious.

"You look at me like I'm a prodigal. It really makes me sad."

"This is what you think, I didn't say that."

Nightingale's voice was languid, because after drinking, the mixed smell of alcohol lingered in her conversation, making the air a little warmer.

Yin He curled his mouth: "It's not short of a husband even after the master has called. What else do you like? I called together."

Nightingale laughed in a low voice, stretched out her right index finger, and lifted Yin He's chin frivolously: "What is your mouth made of? How do you talk to people? Heck, there are so many stupid people. Deceived by a mouth full of lies."

"How can you say those shameful words?"

Sometimes Nightingale was really curious why someone could have such a thick skin.At least in Nightingale's past life experience, she has never seen someone who doesn't follow the rules like Yin He.

He was as surprised as anyone present when he heard Yin He calling his husband.Fortunately, he is still a party.

Can bend and stretch, but also very strong.

It should be a very abrupt existence, but Yin He can perfectly integrate the two extremes.

Crying and hot sarcasm had no effect on Yin He, he had heard even the worst words, and Nightingale's level was really nothing.His eyebrows and eyes were curved: "I opened my mouth, and the words came out."

"You seem very proud?"

"How dare I."

Every time Yin He pretended to be flattering, it always made Nightingale find it ridiculous.The pretense of flattery is full of traces of poor performance.

Obviously it can act impeccably, but it insists on revealing obvious flaws, deliberately making you sick.

The index finger hooked on the chin didn't move, the thumb went up along the chin, and the fingertips pressed Yin He's lower lip with force like a mischief.

The plump lower lip was immediately dented, and even a little whitish.

"Let me guess, what the hell are you planning?" Thumb groped the lower lip, warming up the area where the skin got along with each other, "Are you trying to kill me now?"

Yin He's tone was relaxed: "It's so boring to kill you, I'm not a barbarian."

Nightingale raised her right eyebrow and leaned slightly: "Then what do you want?"

Yin He's hand gently caressed Nightingale's collarbone, and then went up: "I want you to please me."

"To please you?"

"Say early."

For some reason, Nightingale was in a very good mood, and the depression that was originally slightly low was swept away.As long as he lowered his head, he could clearly see this face that was dyed warm yellow by the light. From such a close distance, it seemed that they were close friends on the same front, because he could even see the fine hairs on the other side.

Nightingale doesn't like delicate people who are annoying and troublesome.A little bit of chattering, as if the sky is falling.

But Yin He was an accident.

No matter how you look at it, Yin He seems to have nothing to do with coquettishness.He was ruthless to himself, and he was even more ruthless to others. Nightingale still remembered the scene of him grabbing someone's hair and hitting it against the wall.

With a smile on his face and elegant movements, he doesn't seem to be beating someone, but rather entertaining.It's just that this entertainment is a bit special, and it needs to be paid for by other people's heads.

But on the other hand, Yin He is indeed very delicate, and a little force will leave marks, like a fragile glass doll.Fear of hardship and cold, maybe these weaknesses are all disguised, but at least, this is what Yin He let him see.

Nightingale let go of her strength, pressed Yin He's waist, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "How do you want me to please you?"

Nightingale's room was very large, but she didn't like to turn on the lights. Everywhere was filled with darkness, as if being pulled into a bottomless abyss.The only light here gave Yin He an illusion, as if this world was his illusion of the whole world.

The fingertips placed on Nightingale's neck poked Nightingale's Adam's apple slightly. Seeing the movement of the other party's throat, Yin He gently pushed Nightingale's shoulder with the other hand.After Nightingale relaxed his vigilance, Yin He slammed her down on the kitchen counter, looking down at Nightingale with a dominant attitude.

Nightingale was under the control of others, looked at Yin He calmly, and was not at all surprised by Yin He's behavior of pushing him onto the counter.

He just thought, fortunately his body is quite flexible, otherwise, with Yin He's pushing method, ordinary people would definitely have a waist flash.

The wine glass on the high counter was tipped over, and Yin He slowly straightened it without even looking at Nightingale.

He took the wine glass and lifted the wine body again, the mellow wine gurgled out, rolling and blooming waves in the glass wine glass.

"Why don't you resist?" Yin He took a sip casually. The wine was a bit spicy, but it could relieve the dryness in his throat.He slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at Nightingale mockingly, "You used to be very hard."

Nightingale stared at the wine glass in Yin He's hand, which he just drank.Coincidentally, the place where Yin Hecai's lips touched was exactly where Nightingale had touched.

Hearing Yin He's mocking words, Nightingale smiled instead of anger, supported Yin He's waist, and asked, "Aren't I tough now?"