Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou blinked.

After saying this, Jiang Fang seemed to just say an ordinary good night, and lay down with his back to him: "Sleep."

Nan Zhou got up: "Wait a minute. I'm awake."

Jiang Fang turned his back to him.

He is used to hypocrisy and insincerity.

Sincerity is too exhausting for a person like him.

It was more difficult than dealing with people like Yi Shuige and Lin Zhisong.

Jiang Fang's breathing was a little heavy, and his fingertips unconsciously grasped the bed sheet.

Nan Zhou crawled on top of him, and asked a little happily, "Why did you lie to me before?"

He didn't ask whether it was true or not, so he took Jiang Fang's words as truth.

All the light sources in the room were cut off, only the warm moonlight poured in through the window, drawing the Nanzhou and Jiangfang on the bed into an invisible boundary between Chu River and Han, dividing it into two shadows of light and dark.

Nan Zhou's body was under the bright moonlight, and his white shirt was also shining.

With this period of light, he climbed up to the Jiangfang where he was hiding in the darkness.

Therefore, Jiang Fang can rest assured that he will be red-faced boldly.

Jiang Fang firmly turned his back to Nanzhou, and tried to explain: "Because calling each other friends is a kind of human society..."

Jiang Fang searched for suitable words so that Nan Zhou could understand them.

"...expressing friendly 'diplomatic terms'."

Nanzhou combined his own experience and found that it made sense.

When Neverland was opened to the outside world, many people came to him.

Some people couldn't help but say that they wanted to kill him when they came up.

In addition, quite a few r wanted to talk to him as friends, and after being rejected by him, they became angry from embarrassment.

Nan Zhou said bluntly, "I don't understand."

He never understood human relations.

Ever since Nan Zhou was born in that abnormal world, there was no real person around him.

Nan Zhou has read about friends, parents, families, husband and wife, and lovers in the book.

But he couldn't understand it exactly.

These are cold nouns.

He didn't have any of these.

Nan Zhou wants to know what a friend is, but the world has never given him a decent friend.

Until an apple tree fell from the sky, and a beautiful Mr. Apple Tree.

Nan Zhou only knew that the concept of "friend" was deeply ingrained in his mind when he appeared chaotically in the front seat of the bus.

He doesn't think too hard in his heart, but when someone mentions the word "friend", Nan Zhou will think that "friend" should be what he thinks in his heart.

He guessed that he might have met a person like a star.

But the stars go too fast.

He doesn't even remember that he ever came.

"Why use 'friend' as a diplomatic term?"

Nanzhou questioned reasonably: "Are human beings so frivolous?"

At the very beginning, I wanted to hug someone and swear that I could die for them.

Isn't this a deception?

Jiang Fang tried to explain: "Actually, the so-called friends in the human world..."

Nan Zhou looked at him longingly for knowledge.

Jiang Fang coughed lightly: "Yes. Sometimes, human beings are more frivolous."

... can't say it.

Jiang Fang can do ten thousand things for Nanzhou.

He can kill for him, cook for him, do whatever makes him comfortable.

He could even tell Nan Zhou his childhood past to comfort him.

But it was a distant scar, it was torn open, and the scab was still underneath, and the blood had long since disappeared.

If he were to tell all his secret loves, likings and lies in front of Nan Zhou, it would be no less than letting him dissect his own heart in public.

Jiang Fang still had uneasiness about "revealing himself".

Nan Zhou obviously accepted his words, and said solemnly, "This can't be done in the future."

Jiang Fang smiled and replied: "Yes, I will not be frivolous in the future, only you are my friend, there is no one else."

Nan Zhou said, "I'm not talking about that."

Jiang Fang: "Huh?"

Nan Zhou's hand slid along his waist, landing on his seemingly casual fingers on the bed sheet. .

"Why don't you say it." Nan Zhou said, "You are sad, you are afraid, you want friends to like you, but you are afraid of being liked by friends."

He touched the slightly wrinkled bed sheet under Jiang Fang's palm, and smoothed it out for him.

"You tell me, I listen, don't laugh at you. Because I know you like mine."

"Ha." Jiang Fang chuckled lightly, using it to cover up his beating heart, "Do you know what liking is?"

Nan Zhou affirmed: "I know."

"When I hold you, I have the urge to reproduce, and I want to reproduce with you." He said bluntly, "This is liking."

Jiang Fang's body was dry and hot, and his heart was burning quietly, gradually becoming like a prairie fire.

He pretended to be calm: "What does it say in the book?"

Nan Zhou touched his heart and said honestly, "No. My body told me."

With his heart beating violently, Jiang Fang turned around and kissed Nan Zhou on the cheek.

He begged for mercy in a helpless tone: "Okay, we're going to sleep."

Nan Zhou didn't necessarily want Jiang Fang to give him an attitude right now.

Because he was convinced that Jiang Fang liked him, he was not in a hurry.

He kissed back seriously and touched his forehead again.

That was good night.

But just as he was about to lie back to his original position, his retreating fingertips felt a little hot.

Nan Zhou looked down and immediately understood: "Ah."

Even though he had seen Jiang Fang like this more than once, every time he saw the scale, Nan Zhou felt novel.

Nan Zhou, who was about to retreat, returned to him.

When he went to bed, he took off his suit pants, and only a slightly long white shirt covered his whole body.

Under the moonlight, the shimmering golden leg rings rubbed against Jiang Fang's skin, feeling cool to the touch.

Nan Zhou lowered his head to study, pinned his long hair behind his ears, carefully observed and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Just like when Jiang Fang helped him in the 99ers...

Before Nan Zhou could finish reviewing the scene in his mind, Jiang Fang turned over and sat up, hugged Nan Zhou, pulled up the quilt and put it on his shoulders, covering most of his body's skin, without thinking After expressing his thanks, he immediately stepped out of bed and walked to the bathroom again.

Nan Zhou was wrapped in a quilt, and said from behind: "You're welcome."

Jiang Fang walked in such a hurry that he nearly tripped over the threshold.

……

Jiang Fang let the ice water sprayed from the shower head flow between his burning limbs, helping his brain cool down and thinking better.

He is different from Yi Shuige.

Yi Shuige's special thinking, coupled with his special relationship with Xie Xiangyu, the two overlap together, so that even if he knows that their daily life is being peeped by outsiders, he has no psychological pressure.

And Jiang Fang was not interested in showing Nanzhou to everyone.

The succubus incident had actually crossed his bottom line.

If he hadn't wanted to find something to do for those who played tricks on them behind his back, Jiang Fang wouldn't have started such a cumbersome secret war and tried his best to join forces with others.

Although he didn't have much contact, Jiang Fang, who knew countless people, believed that both Yi Shuige and Lin Zhisong accurately bit the bait he threw.

In the next period of time, within a safe point, something will definitely change.

……

The "Cubic Ark" rested in the "Ancient City State" for two days.

Nothing special happened these two days.

If one had to say what happened, it would be that the number of players in the "Ancient City State" had dropped to a record low.

Many people had fought face to face with Nan Zhou and had their necks wrung.

Even if you are lucky and don't match up with Nanzhou, there are still a large number of people who have faced Nanzhou with their real names on the world channel.

If Nan Zhou died, then there would be no problem.

Now that he is lively and flamboyant, if they still take the initiative to approach Nan Zhou, it will be very fucking embarrassing.

On the contrary, Yu Tuisi met them once, had a meal, and was amiable. He didn't talk about dungeons or missions, just like old friends who have met for many years, greeted them lightly, and then separated.

Out of curiosity and having nothing to do, Nan Zhou went to the "Colosseum" again.

When the news of Nanzhou's launch in the "Colosseum" was transmitted through the world channel, all the players who were gearing up in the "Colosseum" ran away with a huff.

Nanzhou stood alone in the center of the arena for a long time, but he couldn't even match his hair.

He felt as lonely as snow, and after eating a vanilla ice cream, he came out again.

Nan Zhou didn't mind the cold reception he received.

He still cares more about his wishes.

At present, although their ranking is like a rocket ascending to the sky, they are still a little away from realizing his wish.

It is more suitable for them to go underground in a down-to-earth manner.

The three quickly reached an agreement.

Li Yinhang, who was in charge of managing the level selection, chose PVE as usual, and transmitted it as soon as possible.

The long-lost darkness enveloped them.

[Dear "Cubic Ark" team players, hello~]

【Welcome to the dungeon: Evil Falling】

【Number of people participating in the game: 6 people】

[Dungeon Nature: Fantasy Horror]

【Wish you a happy game~】

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