Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou asked the two of them: "Have you received the mission information?"

The young couple looked at each other.

"Hey, don't you guys know?" Cao Shuguang said, "Information about some dungeons will not be released immediately, it needs to be triggered."

...This is really the first time I know.

Jiang Fang said embarrassedly: "...We really don't know about this. I'm sorry."

The young couple looked at each other and sighed.

There is a sigh of "it really is a little chick".

Cao Shuguang put his hand on his shoulder, and comforted him like a big brother over a younger brother: "Don't underestimate yourself."

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the surroundings were filled with an overly life-like atmosphere.

In such an environment, even if Li Yinhang wanted to tense up, he subconsciously felt that such a situation was quite unnecessary.

This is the first time they have encountered such a friendly person in the dungeon.

This is not quite similar to the feeling of encountering "Bronze" in the third copy.

"Bronze" feels reliable.

Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei give people the feeling of "relaxation".

After Ma Xiaopei looked around, he whispered to Cao Shuguang, "There are one, two, three or three people here...do we still need one person?"

Cao Shuguang rubbed against her shamelessly: "Let me find someone again. Quit, strike. You have to pay."

Ma Xiaopei did not avoid others, and kissed Cao Shuguang with a smile: "Honey, go find him."

Cao Shuguang's face changed like flipping through a book: "It's over."

Cao Shuguang was about to get up, when suddenly, a cold voice came from the seat behind them: "I'm here."

He jumped in surprise: "Oh my god!"

Nanzhou turned around.

Through the slightly moldy and yellowed car towel, he saw a...

At first glance, Nan Zhou couldn't see the face of this new teammate clearly.

Sitting behind them was a man in a dark blue trench coat with a stand-up collar, a black mask, and a wool cap.

All over his body, he has only one pair of eyes still leaking out.

He wrapped himself tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, and it seemed too hot in the car temperature of about 18 degrees Celsius and the air conditioner was still whistling continuously.

Cao Shuguang stared at his appearance, dumbfounded for a long while, and then choked out a question: "...Are you cold?"

The man raised his eyes, looked at him coldly, and lowered his head again.

From a bit of hair leaking out from under his fleece cap, it can be seen that his hair texture is a bit like steel wire, and the stubble is shiny.

There is a thin scar at the corner of his eye, and with the upper three white eyes, his temperament is very similar to that of a gangster.

With drooping eyelids, he introduced himself softly: "Shao Mingzhe."

After Li Yinhang consciously raised his vigilance, he was not surprised.

After all, she was also someone who had met Xie Xiangyu and Qu Jinsha.

Since primitive times, human beings have been animals that live in groups.

For most people, in an extreme environment, there is a voice and shadow next to them, and they can feel at ease.

In the extreme environment of "Gravity", those who refuse to get together are more or less capable, and there are some reasons why they cannot be explained to outsiders.

For example, Qu Jinsha made his fortune in the game by relying on the casino, and there is no need to partner with other people to do things.

For example, Xie Xiangyu's hobby of poking dark people behind his back does not require other people to hold him back.

……oh.Xie Xiangyu doesn't count.

Now someone has his hind legs tied up.

For this weird person in front of him, the worst thing to do is to maintain the harmony on the surface and just not cooperate.

People in the same car nearby also noticed the movement on their side, but they just assumed that they were acquainted with each other before, so they didn't care if they took a second look.

While being observed, Nan Zhou was also quietly observing his surroundings.

It is not difficult to judge the function of the bus they are on.

Nanzhou and their seats are at the back of the bus.

There were about [-] or [-] passengers in front, and three or four of them wore hats of the same style and color at the same time.

Inexpensive texture and bright colors.

A small red flag tied to a bamboo pole was rolled up on the pole and draped hastily on the backs of the chairs in the first row.

Tickets to the Grand Palace lie in a trash can not far from them.

There was some dirt and soot on it, but you could tell the tickets were dated yesterday.

The ticket is labeled "Team Ticket".

All the facilities in the car are old and not clean enough. The car towels have not been changed for at least three or four days. The fluorine in the air conditioner has been newly charged. The smell is strong and the wind is strong. air conditioner.

All kinds of small clues point to a conclusion.

They are now in a cheap tour group in a foreign country, rushing to an unknown scenic spot.

Where are they going?

Also, the long-delayed mission instructions.

What does "evil fall" refer to?

...And besides these, there is one more thing that he cares about very much.

On the other side, Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei, who had successfully locked in all their teammates, also chose a pair of nearby empty seats to sit down.

Cao Shuguang stared at the weird and autistic Shao Mingzhe out of the corner of his eyes, resting his head on his wife's shoulder and whispering, "I'm scared to death."

Ma Xiaopei pushed his head and said angrily, "What a spoiled child."

Cao Shuguang buried his face on her shoulder.

Ma Xiaopei couldn't help laughing, and explained to Nan Zhou who was across the aisle from her: "Don't mind, my husband's personality is relatively naive."

Nan Zhou nodded, paying attention to the interaction between the two.

In his immature concept system of interpersonal relationship, there has never been such a life-like title.

Seeing him thinking, Jiang Fang asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang and asked in a low voice, "'Husband'?"

Jiang Fang was taken aback by his call, but after realizing it, he couldn't help laughing: "This is what my husband meant."

Nan Zhou: "Ah."

After silently perfecting the conceptual system, he asked again: "Can a husband also kiss?"

In the books he had read, the fairy tale prince and princess stopped abruptly after they "married and lived a happy life";

In fact, in the novel, the husband and wife often quarrel after entering into a marriage relationship, most of them cheat, and there is no happiness.

This is enough to make Nan Zhou conflicted.

In other kinds of novels, there are few descriptions of married life of husband and wife.

Even if there are, there are mostly descriptions that he can't understand.

For example, he can't understand why when two people sleep together, the stars will pierce the sky and slide into the abyss of night, or why the crabapple shakes, the great harmony of life and so on.

When I was a child, Nan Zhou, who was very curious, still carried a notebook, and the cat went to the door of his parents' room to watch them sleep.

In the end, the two of them just lay upright on the bed.

White and cloudy bed, dark night.

The two lay side by side, like two zombies sleeping on the same bed.

Therefore, Nan Zhou has no real sense of the relationship between "husband and wife".

It was difficult for Jiang Fang to explain to him that there were very few direct carnal descriptions in official publications.

So he only answered Nan Zhou's question: "Yes, couples can also kiss."

Nan Zhou: "Ah."

Nan Zhou: "In this case, we can also be husband and wife."

Regarding this act of merging similar items, Jiang Fang coughed to hide his embarrassment.

He realized that it was indeed necessary for him to slowly correct Nan Zhou's perception of interpersonal relationships.

The passengers in the car slept and slept, and those who played with their mobile phones played with their mobile phones.

For a moment, the atmosphere was unbelievably peaceful.

Ma Xiaopei and Cao Shu met each other bald and whispered.

After being teased by the latter, the former couldn't help biting his chest with his elbow.

The latter immediately pretended to have an internal injury on his face, and leaned on her while holding his chest.

Li Yinhang saw that Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou also had their own small words, saying that he was really bored, so he took the initiative to go to the couple's side and started a small diplomacy: "Aren't you nervous?"

Cao Shuguang didn't care: "The task hasn't been officially issued yet, so don't be nervous until then."

Seemingly seeing Li Yinhang's disapproval, he said with a smile: "You guys don't have experience, don't you understand? It's useless to be frowning now, why don't you just relax."

Ma Xiaopei pulled Li Yinhang over, and pouted in the direction of Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou in the tone of little sisters talking privately, "Oh, the two of them, are they...then what?"

Li Yinhang was still wary of them, so he simply laughed: "How can you tell?"

"Noah likes him so much." Ma Xiaopei said enviously, "You can see it in your eyes. It's just that Nanjixing looks cold and indifferent. I don't know what he thinks."

Li Yinhang pursed his lips and smiled: "He actually likes Noah very much."

With the topic as an entry point, they quickly chatted.

Ma Xiaopei gossiped about whether Li Yinhang had a boyfriend before entering the system, and even enthusiastically promoted his husband's buddies, making Li Yinhang dumbfounded.

However, the light-hearted conversation moments didn't last long.

The bus drove into a parking lot where a large number of buses of the same model were parked. After driving around half a circle, it found an empty berth and braked leisurely.

The tour guide sitting in the front row stood up unsteadily.

He is a fat middle-aged man, and there is still a layer of white flakes of dried saliva on the corner of his mouth.

He wiped his mouth symbolically, his tone seemed to cheer up, but in fact he was sleepy: "Everyone, let's get out of the car!"

The six people mixed with the tour group and got off the bus in a bustling manner.

Countless brilliant and rich sensuality came oncoming.

Nanzhou stepped on this bustling land, and the warm sunlight sprinkled all over his limbs, making people naturally secrete a lazy substance from their bones.

After the guests got out of the car, many peddlers in tuk-tuks surrounded them alertly. After saying the authentic Sawadika, they asked them in their unproficient Chinese:

"Where do you want to go?"

"20 baht can take you to the pier."

“The pier has seafood, cheap, and night view…”

Under such a transparent, warm and bright sky, the people around exude a hot breath...

This kind of atmosphere is by no means a breeding ground suitable for breeding a sense of crisis.

A tuk-tuk carrying guests passed by Nanzhou.

He took a step back, looking confused, like a little monster who had accidentally stepped into the human world.

When he felt that his heart had nothing to rely on, a pair of hands caught his shoulders from behind and rubbed gently.

Jiang Fang lowered his head and asked in an omniscient and relaxed tone: "If you want to ask anything, you can ask me."

And in such a paralyzing warmth and joy, the tour guide quickly drove away those young people who were selling their tuk-tuks.

... Hearing scolding.

After shooing those people away like chasing chickens, the tour guide turned to them again.

He held up the crude tour guide flagpole, and announced in a high-pitched voice:

"Everyone, don't walk around casually, follow this flag, don't get into other people's cars casually, remember the location of our car, and remember to gather here if you get separated!"

"Today we are not only here for shopping, but I will also show you the most mysterious and interesting secret technique of Tyrande..."

Having said that, the tour guide also matched the atmosphere and paused mysteriously:

"—Bow your head!"