Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou didn't seem to be interested in the proper gentleman's behavior of "ladies first", so he lay flat on the bed as a matter of course.

Li Yinhang couldn't sleep.

After going through this tense day, now she really made her stretch her legs and close her eyes, and she felt that this day was like a dream.

The brain exploded, the person who turned into a mushroom, the flamboyant and cold-eyed NPC, the supernatural task that had to be accepted...

At the moment before being swallowed by fear, anxiety and loneliness, Li Yinhang pressed his voice and asked the heavy shadow lying on the bed: "Are you asleep?"

With Nanzhou's indifferent temperament in dealing with people, she didn't even dare to have the intention of "he will respond".

next second.

Nan Zhou: "No."

Li Yinhang: "..." Because she didn't have any expectations, she didn't even plan what she wanted to say.

During the awkward and long silence, Li Yinhang saw Nan Zhou's hand hanging down from the bed.

Nan Jixing ran out along his arm, jumped into his palm three times and twice, raised his upper body, and looked around.

Nan Zhou's voice was still not warm: "Go sleep with her tonight."

Nanjixing chirped, a little reluctantly.

Nanzhou volleyed and dropped something.

Li Yinhang watched as a fresh apple was thrown down and hit his quilt directly.

Nan Jixing's eyes lit up immediately, barked like a milk dog, slid down like a small plane, and hugged Li Yinhang's wrist that was catching Apple, fluffy and coquettish.

At this moment, Li Yinhang looked at the complete apple in his hand, only wanting to know its source.

In the end she came to the conclusion:

Grass, you dare to guess the apples of the ghost house.

But such a move has pulled her spirit back from the edge of losing control: "Thank you."

Nan Zhou: "It doesn't matter, this is what you should thank."

Nan Zhou: "Don't crush it."

Li Yinhang: "...Oh."

Taunt 8, well deserved.

Because of this episode, the nightmare Li Yinhang imagined did not happen.

She even had a dream of swinging in the jungle with South Pole Star.

When Li Yinhang woke up, it was already daylight, and Nan Zhou was no longer on the bed.

Nanjixing was still there, hugging a half-eaten apple and sleeping in a small nest beside her pillow.

Li Yinhang got out of the second bedroom, only to realize that he was already getting up late.

She glanced at the clock.

It's more than 40:[-] in the dungeon time.

The door to the children's room was closed.

Jiang Fang hadn't completed the task that would end at 8 o'clock.

The trio in the living room obviously didn't sleep well, and all of them put on a low-pressure face of class struggle.

But following their line of sight, Li Yinhang found that the trio sitting upright were looking at Nan Zhou with the eyes of an idiot.

Nan Zhou was sitting at the table in the restaurant, with a locked box dumped out of nowhere on his lap, and a set of household hardware tool boxes pulled out from nowhere beside him.

He was slowly poking at the box.

Since the thin monkey woke up, he saw Nan Zhou playing with the box and stared at him for a long time, only to find that Nan Zhou was far more interested in the box than their eyes attack.

He couldn't help asking angrily, "What are you doing?!"

Shen Jie stopped him, and said by herself: "This kind of thing with a lock needs to be broken with a key. It's pointless if you use something to pry it."

Nan Zhou looked at Shen Jie and nodded: "Yes, I know."

Then keep poking.

Shen Jie: "..." A rookie player, if he doesn't turn his head around, no matter how good-looking he is, he's still an idiot.

Skinny Monkey lip-synced to his teammates: "Crazy. Leave him alone."

Nan Zhou continued to play with his box.

Li Yinhang felt that the boss's thinking was beyond his comprehension, so he met Nan Zhou's eyes, indicating that he was still alive, and then honestly ran to the bathroom to wash his face.

The water coming out of the faucet was normal and the water quality was very clear. Li Yinhang was familiar with even the faint chlorine smell from the faucet.

It's all just like a normal family.

... It's just that at this moment, the more normal, the more weird.

Li Yinhang washed his face thoroughly, when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind him.

Chen Sufeng in the two-person group held a basin of water and said, "The sewer in the master bedroom is a little clogged and the water can't flow down. I'll pour it here."

Li Yinhang gave half of his body to him.

Looking at Chen Sufeng who was pouring water, she hesitated to speak.

... There is a question, she has been very concerned about it since yesterday.

She quietly asked: "Well... you and Mr. Yu, aren't you... a couple?"

Normally speaking, teaming up with a person with limited mobility is not the most cost-effective choice anyway.

Given the age difference between the two of them, it is impossible for them to be classmates, and there is no similarity in their faces, unlike blood relatives.

So Li Yinhang thought, maybe there is some other reason that binds them together.

"Who am I with?"

Chen Sufeng asked casually, and when he had a reaction, he blushed suddenly, slipped his hand, and almost knocked off a corner of the enamel basin with a bang.

He waved his hands again and again, his face was flushed inside and out, and even his ears turned pink.

"Me and him, the two of us are not..."

Suddenly, a helpless chuckle came from behind the two.

"Not with him."

At some point, Yu Tuisi came behind them in a wheelchair.

He seemed to be talking about something as natural as eating and breathing, so natural that he didn't even need to hide or shy: "It's me and his brother."

Chen Sufeng followed suit and pursed his lips: "Well, my brother..."

Yu Tuisi took over the words: "It's been two years since I left."

After finishing speaking, he still did not forget to give Li Yinhang a look of "the child speaks awkwardly, don't argue with him".

Immediately, he turned the men's square ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and said indifferently: "No matter what other people think, winning this game is a very valuable thing to me."

The house was not big, and Yu Tuisi's voice was heard in the living room.

The trio looked at each other.

The thin monkey said in a low voice, "It turns out he's gay, no wonder the vigor on his body is different from that of normal people."

Shen Jie curled her lips, but didn't take it to heart, as if she had heard some worthless gossip.

Nan Zhou, who was obsessed with studying the box, raised his head.

——The "value" mentioned by Yu Tuisi probably refers to the wish made by the wishing pool in Rust City.

He thought, well, the victory of that game is also quite valuable to me.

Chen Sufeng's expression was a little awkward: "Brother Yu, why are you here?"

Yu Tuisi replied, "Because the time is almost up."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Everyone turned their attention to the clock on the wall.

Nan Zhou also put down the box and stared at the closed door of the children's room.

... 7:59.

There was still no movement in the children's room.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

When the second hand moved past the top frame, Jiang Fang still hadn't come out from inside.

Just as the group of people looked at each other, wondering if they would see Jiang Fang's body lying on the bed when they opened the door, Nan Zhou had already strode to the door of the children's room, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Jiang Fang leaned against the head of the bed, facing the mobile phone replaying last night's video, and tied up the untied hair little by little.

Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head and met Nan Zhou's eyes.

He smiled softly: "Good morning."

The first night was as peaceful as if nothing had happened.

There was still an hour before the task of writing homework at nine o'clock, enough time for them to exchange information.

After listening to Jiang Fang's brief description of last night's situation, Shen Jie was inevitably disappointed: "Nothing really happened?"

Jiang Fang: "The bed is a bit small, and I woke up once in the middle of the night, does that count?"

Shen Jie asked: "Are you dreaming?"

"No." Jiang Fang said, "I still left a pen and paper beside the bed, planning that if I had a dream, I would write it down as soon as I woke up."

It's a pity he didn't dream of anything.

Shen Jie turned her gaze to Li Yinhang's cell phone in disappointment: "So nothing was recorded?"

"what……"

Following Nan Zhou's example, Jiang Fang slightly dragged his tone: "...It's not like nothing was recorded."

Jiang Fang moved the video progress bar at five times speed to the position where the recording started for about two hours.

Because of the double speed, Shen Jie only felt that the picture flashed by, but she didn't see anything.

But Jiang Fang said "Sorry", cut off the double speed that he forgot to turn off, rewinded for half a minute, and fixed the position accurately.

in the video.

Keeping the mobile phone with the screen turned off and aiming at the ceiling, the night light in the starry sky is running slowly in a fixed trajectory.

However, the next second, the ambient light around the phone suddenly brightened.

Shen Jie, who was holding the mobile phone, shivered instinctively, holding back her fear and looking intently.

——but there was nothing in front of the screen except darkness.

And soon, the ambient light gradually disappeared.

But the next moment it disappeared, it lit up again.

After going back and forth about three or four times, the light turned over slightly with Jiang Fang's sound, and then fell silent.

The fitness coach frowned and said, "That's it?"

Jiang Fang ignored him and asked the owner of the phone, Li Yinhang: "Under what circumstances does the screen turn on repeatedly?"

Li Yinhang seemed to be strangled by something, and felt that he was about to lose his voice.

She said with difficulty: "...face recognition."

Nowadays, the face recognition function of mobile phones is that as long as the camera reads that a face enters a certain range, it will automatically scan and verify whether it is unlocked.

... A picture involuntarily appeared in her mind:

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, something came to Jiang Fang's bed.

It lowered its head and lay down close to him, quietly examining Jiang Fang's face.

It asked silently with its eyes.

--"Are you asleep?"

--"Really?"

Others inevitably made such associations.

There was a depressing silence in the living room.

"This..." The fitness coach was a little lost, "I can't judge anything... Maybe when you turned over, your face accidentally entered the range of the camera."

He pointed at the screen: "Look, as soon as you turn over, it won't light up."

Jiang Fang answered very calmly: "It's also possible."

Li Yinhang scratched the goosebumps on his arms, and felt that his sense of fear had eased a lot.

It's not that she believed the fitness trainer's speculation.

Jiang Fang's reaction was so calm. As a bystander, she screamed in fright, which seemed superfluous.

The discussion turned out to be fruitless.

Except for the trivial matter of the phone suddenly turning on inexplicably, nothing really happened last night.

After an hour of discussion, it was Chen Sufeng's turn to complete the task of "writing homework".

After the task officially started, the homework function was successfully unlocked.

Everyone sifted through all "Xiao Ming's" books that could be called "homework", and found that there was no difficulty in the homework at all. It was the ordinary third-grade "Happy Summer Vacation" exercise book.

The time in the diary stays on July 7, and the records are all boring trifles. I went out to play with Han Meimei today, called Li Lei tomorrow, and helped the old lady cross the road today. Composition routines.

Shen Jie couldn't believe that there were no clues, and went through all the homework books by herself, and finally found something——

Xiao Ming has two math workbooks.

One was issued by the school, and the reference answers were torn out.

The other book was probably bought in a bookstore, and I didn't even have time to tear off the price tag of 6 yuan.

...It is simply a normal elementary school student's operation.

With no clues at hand, Chen Sufeng was a little nervous.

Yu Tuisi patted him on the head in a full protective posture: "Don't worry, Brother Yu will accompany you."

Chen Sufeng gave a "hmm", touched the place on the back of his head that Yu Tuisi had touched, holding the pencil, his heart was burning warmly.

He didn't even dare to make mistakes, and wrote English words stroke by stroke on the blank notebook.

And Yu Tuisi was right behind him, taking a children's picture book and flipping through it page by page.

Taking advantage of the present, everyone starts a blanket search for apartments of 100 square meters.

Literally, the carpet is lifted for you.

Li Yinhang followed the trio, worked hard and rummaged through things.

Nan Zhou was able to stand still, and continued to toss his box, and naturally got a lot of supercilious looks from the trio.

Jiang Fang only went to the kitchen and walked around, then sat down beside Nan Zhou, and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"There are too many people, and it's more troublesome." Nan Zhou said, "I'll go after they finish searching."

Jiang Fang looked at the box in his hand: "What is this?"

Nan Zhou answered bluntly: "I don't know."

Jiang Fang: "Do you want to open it?"

Nan Zhou: "It's not difficult to open it. I just want to practice my skills."

Nan Zhou: "...that's [theft]."

Li Yinhang who happened to pass by: "..."

If she understands correctly...

Nan Zhou is currently in a supernatural dungeon, prying fixed props in the game and practicing his skills.

But Jiang Fang didn't express any surprise, just smiled a little more gently: "Come on."

Nan Zhou didn't raise his head, and sneakily responded, "...well."

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Jiang Fang smiled: ... [Being so cute by his wife