Forces of Temptation

The question and answer of the little mermaid continued.

Both Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou had surprisingly good luck.

It was their turn again.

The question Jiang Fang drew was when was the last time he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

After watching Nanzhou for 15 minutes, Jiang Fang gave the answer: "Just a second ago."

The question Nanzhou drew was what was the most interesting thing about childhood.

He picks and chooses in his childhood full of doubts, fears and unease, and finally selects one thing that can be called "interesting".

His answer was: "I took my sister to the suburbs and wanted to leave the town, but I ran into a wall and went back."

Both got it right.

In contrast, Li Yinhang was bad luck.

The next two times, the mouth of the bottle turned to Li Yinhang.

One is to ask her why she was tempted for the first time in her life, and the other is to ask who is the person she hates the most in her life.

Thanks to the big bad wolf in Shangshangguan, Li Yinhang has seen almost all the heart-moving scenes in her life, and successfully locked on the self that was tempted for no more than one minute at the flag-raising ceremony in junior high school.

correct answer.

But the second question made her face a difficult situation.

With such a peaceful and hearty personality, it is very rare for her to remember who she has quarreled with.

She had a difficult choice between the tricky client, the weird office director, and the planner of "Gravity", and she chose the last one.

……wrong answer.

The little mermaid conveyed Hai Yang's answer: "The person you hate the most is your mother."

Li Yinhang: "..." She almost blurted out the word wtf.

This time Li Yinhang really quit.

She pressed: "Why?"

The little mermaid still gave a formulaic answer: "This is a comprehensive calculation based on emotional values ​​such as mood swings."

Li Yinhang was not convinced: "When will I—"

The little mermaid didn't say the specific content, but only pointed to the end: "The source of memory is a diary in your third grade."

Once reminded, Li Yinhang misfired instantly.

When she was a child, she and her mother once had a big fight over something she had forgotten the exact reason for.

She ran into the room sobbing, picked up a pencil like a rafter, and cried loudly, weeping blood every word.

She scribbled at her desk and said, there is no way to live this day.

I'll forget it if I starve to death.

I will never forgive my mother in this life.

After some careful thinking, she crossed out "I'll forget it if I starve to death".

Because she remembered that this morning her mother said fried chicken wings for dinner.

She also wrote: After eating the fried chicken wings tonight, she packed her schoolbag and ran away from home, never returning to this home again.

Of course, her plan to run away from home suffered from Waterloo because she ran out of chicken wings and lost her food reserves.

On the other side, the little mermaid concluded: "You have not detected such strong emotional fluctuations in other people or things."

Li Yinhang: "..."

She shut herself up on the spot.

What the fuck is this retarded AI.

The numbness rose to her midsection.

The feeling of being half-submerged in a swamp and about to keep slipping into it sucks.

She could only support her body with her hands in vain, making an effort to struggle upwards, and her movements were a little funny for a while.

Because she was worried that her internal organs would stop because of this freezing-like numbness, she felt uncomfortable in her chest like a nest of hot mice, scratching her diaphragm anxiously, under the rush of heat, she was so nervous She wants to cry.

She only has two chances.

Next time, it's her upper body.

The next time, it was her head.

The drifting bottle enters the water, like a compass, dangling to guide the direction of life and death.

Li Yinhang stared at the turn of the bottle, her back was covered with a thin layer of sweat, her throat seemed to be burning with a small fire, gradually evaporating the moisture in her mouth, making her even more anxious and unspeakable.

The mouth of the bottle floated and stopped.

Facing Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou raised his hand and said calmly, "Mine."

He took out the scroll, unfolded it, and read carefully: "What is the kiss that impressed you the most?"

He confirmed to the little mermaid: "Kiss?"

The little mermaid was still an innocent girl with a thin skin, she blushed and confirmed the question: "It's a kiss."

Nan Zhou tried to make it clear: "Is it the lips? Or is it somewhere else?"

The little mermaid lowered her head: "It's up to you."

Nan Zhou: "'The deepest impression' refers to the degree of kissing, or the degree of heart?"

The little mermaid's cheeks were already burning, and she whispered, "It's all...anything."

Although Li Yinhang was already paralyzed, he couldn't help but stir up the fish tail in embarrassment at the bottom of the water when he saw the innocent girl NPC Little Mermaid being questioned by Nanzhou's blunt tricks. He couldn't help but comfort him: " It's okay, that's not what you want to ask."

Hearing this, the little mermaid gave Li Yinhang a grateful look.

Nan Zhou fell into deep thought.

The familiar warmth and tingling felt in his stomach again.

He thought of Jiang Fang who drank the real tequila in "Candy House".

Although Jiang Fang was so hungry that he wanted to eat himself, which was very irrational, but that should barely count as a kiss.

Nan Zhou planned to wait for 15 minutes to pass before taking this matter as his answer.

Jiang Fang on another rock frowned unconsciously.

His fingertips regularly tapped the rocks with the rhythm of the tide.

When Nan Zhou answered the second question, he couldn't judge what happiness was for Nan Zhou, so he didn't give an opinion.

When he answered the second time, he thought the answer would be his sister, and he didn't interrupt.

But this time, he thought, he should know the answer.

The glow of the lighthouse is like a gaze from the ancient times, looking at them scorchingly and over and over again.

The sea they live in contains all the stories.

Hidden, heartrending, and blood-boiling stories.

This reminded Jiang Fang a lot.

Including the kiss between him and Nan Zhou on Zhijin Street, surrounded by snow-white icing, seemingly close at hand, but far away.

Including... He frantically stuck the tip of his tongue into Nan Zhou's bloody mouth.

Including those two kisses full of alcohol and impulsiveness in the forest of "Candy House" just now.

There were three kisses they experienced that could be called intimate.

As far as Nanzhou's missing memory is concerned, he will definitely choose the last one.

But Jiang Fang believed that with Nan Zhou's ignorance and his unique judgment standard for love, the hormones produced at that time were definitely not enough to compare with the previous two times.

Jiang Fang could almost predict the ending that he must answer wrong.

After nearly 10 minutes of silence and thinking, Jiang Fang suddenly moved.

He held down the edge of the rock with one hand, his thigh drove his immobile calf, turned over like a mermaid and dived under the reef.

With a plop, he disappeared into the emerald-like sea of ​​mirrors.

The sound of him turning over into the sea disturbed Nan Zhou who was thinking.

Looking back at the empty rock, Nan Zhou's heart was suddenly empty.

Nan Zhou: "...Brother Fang?"

No one responded.

Nan Zhou propped himself up against the rock, and moved a little to the side, trying to find his whereabouts in the clear water under the moonlight.

He saw jellyfish with their light tails cruising in the sea in groups.

Their sapphire-like torsos and tails intertwine for tender, lingering mating.

When Nan Zhou was distracted for a moment, a cloud of shadow emerged from the bottom of the rock where he was, with a splash, the splashed water fell on Nan Zhou's face, and slowly slid down his cheek.

The wet sweater clung to Jiang Fang's muscular curves, outlining a simple and clear line.

Long silver hair hung heavily on his shoulders.

Silver eyelashes, light-colored eyes, after the reconciliation of sea water and moonlight, they exude a soft and unusual charm that cannot be ignored.

Jiang Fang covered his fingers with one hand: "Student Nan, lower your head."

Nan Zhou was surprised: "You..."

There was a fire in Jiang Fang's eyes that was gently wrapped by the sea water: "I'll teach you how to kiss."

Before Nanzhou could react, Jiang Fang smiled at him, raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck.

This made Nan Zhou subconsciously hide back, only to realize that his back path had been blocked.

Jiang Fang looked up into his eyes, and pushed open his tie button with his knuckles stained with sea water: "Kissing must be concentrated."

The time Jiang Fang spent in the underground Fengyue field was so long that even he himself could not remember it.

Although he is not involved in Fengyue himself, he is too aware of his own advantages.

What kind of eyes should be able to keep talking, how clearly can the collarbone be seen after the clothes are wet, what angle should the back muscles and shoulders be bent, and look at it from a specific angle to be attractive enough.

Nan Zhou doesn't understand Fengyue, but he knows what beauty is.

that's enough.

As expected, Nan Zhou took the bait and asked softly, "I want...how to do it?"

Jiang Fang let out a faint smile from his nasal cavity: "Lower your head."

Nan Zhou complied.

Taking advantage of the buoyancy of the sea water, Jiang Fang leaned most of his body out of the sea, pressed the back of his head with one hand, hooked his loose bow tie with the other, and touched Nan Zhou's Adam's apple with his upper lip.

Nan Zhou didn't even hide, he just let him play around in confusion.

Jiang Fang left immediately, but the skin he touched felt strangely hot, as if a small living thing was crawling against the throat, until it crawled numbly to the bottom of his heart.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Fang slowly slid his index finger against the skin under the button released by his little finger, clasped Nan Zhou's fingertips, and opened his mouth to bite Nan Zhou's shirt collar.

He maintained this posture, looked over Nan Zhou's shoulder, and quietly glanced at Li Yinhang and the little mermaid whose cheeks were already steaming.

... He silently asked to clear the scene with his eyes.

The little mermaid obediently covered her eyes with her hands.

Li Yinhang silently moved himself with his hands, and consciously turned his body 180 degrees, looking up at the sky, his heart was surging.

When Jiang Fang looked at the two of them, Nan Zhou watched the group of blue jellyfish lingering and intimately under Jiang Fang's body, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Nan Zhou was taught to do this for the first time, which is completely different from the previous self-taught sense.

He didn't feel right.

Nothing is right.

The heart is hot, the face is also hot, and the heat radiating from the body makes the muscles and bones tense.

He froze in a daze, almost suffocating.

It was Jiang Fang who discovered the crux of the problem before Nan Zhou.

He rubbed the corner of Nan Zhou's lips with his slightly cold fingertips, and said with a smile: "...he needs to breathe."

Nan Zhou let out a sigh of relief slowly: "...well."

After confirming that Nan Zhou had recovered the ability to breathe independently, Jiang Fang first pressed his lips to his forehead before saying softly, "Keep down a little more."

When Nan Zhou took the initiative to face him, Jiang Fang's lips touched his unexpectedly softly.

Jiang Fang was influenced by the environment he was in before, so he did a good job of foreplay and preparation.

Therefore, even if his practical kissing skills are a little green, and the tip of his tongue is still in his mouth, this kiss is destined not to be too sloppy.

Nan Zhou blinked, staring at Jiang Fang's tightly closed long eyelashes that trembled slightly.

After observing for a while, he took the initiative to raise his hand, and pinned a strand of loose silver hair behind his ear for Jiang Fang.

When his fingertips scratched his earlobe, Nan Zhou didn't know what switch he turned on.

All he knew was that Jiang Fang suddenly deepened the kiss.

When the aggression around him passed through his mouth and swept in unreservedly, Nan Zhou was puzzled, and there was a strange reaction in his body.

His hands unconsciously covered his contracted and hot lower abdomen.

Tiny electric currents flowed through Nan Zhou's body through the heart.

Such an unusual reaction made Nan Zhou, who was always well aware of his body, at a loss as to what to do.

It's like encountering a full moon, without any reason.

He was so kissed that he let out a low hum of "um", "um".

When Jiang Fang finished the 2-minute kissing lesson, the outline of the scenery in front of Nan Zhou was a little unclear.

Nan Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Is this kissing?"

Jiang Fang: "Yes."

Nan Zhou pinched his chin, thinking seriously: "It's... a strange feeling."

Before he could make a clear conclusion, the little mermaid covered her eyes and reminded tremblingly: "The time is coming."

With reddish cheeks, Jiang Fang stretched out his arms, facing Nan Zhou, and smiled at him amidst the waves of the water, his upper body fell backwards, like a mermaid, and submerged lightly into the water again.

Nan Zhou rubbed the corners of his lips, and while reminiscing, he gave the answer: "The most impressive kiss...is just now."

The author has something to say:

"Because the sea of ​​memories is too tricky, in order not to do wrong questions, I simply created memories on the spot"