Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou was thinking about his thoughts like this, and was abducted by Jiang Fang all the way to the dance floor.

Surrounded by the crowd of raging waves, surrounded by the warmth of the human body and the faint scent of alcohol fermentation, Nan Zhou subconsciously moved his body closer to Jiang Fang and raised his eyes to look at him.

Jiang Fang put his arms around his waist, and he hugged him back politely.

After holding him firmly, Nan Zhou asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Come here, they are secondary." Jiang Fang said gently, "The main thing is to teach you how to dance."

Nanzhou has infinite interest in the matter of "learning".

Under Jiang Fang's semi-coaxing tone, he quickly devoted himself to the actual combat teaching.

However, dancing is different from swimming. It cannot be done quickly. It is a tacit activity that requires long-term and delicate cooperation.

After dancing for 10 minutes, Nanzhou was still able to miss every beat just right, and stepped on Zhongjiang Fang's feet firmly and firmly.

He was a little distressed, and he just looked down at the footsteps, leaving only a beautiful spin for Jiang Fang.

... This was not the effect Jiang Fang wanted to achieve.

Jiang Fang thought for a while, bowed his waist, carried the man directly on his shoulders, bent slightly, and took off Nanzhou's leather shoes with his hands, and put the pair of shoes neatly into the warehouse.

Nan Zhou looked confused, grabbed his shoulders, and let him make arrangements.

Until his feet in thin socks were guided by Jiang Fang, and he stepped on Jiang Fang's own instep.

"Stamp me like this all the time. Go to the beat and learn faster."

Jiang Fang's tone was quite natural, as if teaching dance was like this.

Nan Zhou didn't become suspicious either, he bent his toes slightly, hooked Jiang Fang's shoe uppers, and followed the beat given by Jiang Fang, put his arms around his waist, and slowly swayed his body.

Soon, Nanzhou caught the trick.

But he pretended not to learn, continued to hold Jiang Fang, and used his fingertips to touch his thin but strong back muscles that tightened with the movements.

His selfishness was aboveboard, but he didn't say it out loud.

Jiang Fang felt itchy and emotionally moved by his touch, lowered his head, and tentatively touched the corner of his lips with his lips.

Nan Zhou took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Fang's lips.

He didn't understand the meaning behind such an intimate gesture, but he liked it very much.

Touching Jiang Fang's body and kissing Jiang Fang's skin are things that make him feel as happy as studying.

Jiang Fang no longer avoided or resisted.

For the first time, amidst the thunderous heartbeat, he firmly controlled the dominance, gently pried open Nan Zhou's lips and tongue, touched his rather tapering and lovely tongue, and forcefully deepened the kiss.

Nan Zhou's face was calm and stern, but his body was warm and soft.

Such a contrast made him have to love and kiss.

The two embraced and kissed, and danced while kissing.

The two people's clothing materials rub against the fast-paced music to make a soft rustling sound, which can only be heard by the two of them in the whole world.

However, Jiang Fang's date plan for tonight eventually went wrong.

Just a little kiss with wine, successfully put Nan Zhou down.

... He really has a physique that can't touch a little alcohol.

When Nan Zhou was carried away by Jiang Fang and left the bar, the young couple who had met each other were heartbroken, and they had already returned to the hotel, each in a state of anxiety.

The night wind on the road is very warm, about level 3, which makes people's hearts rippling.

Jiang Fang walked all the way against the wind, bought a small bottle of good quality honey, and took Nan Zhou back to the hotel.

When the door was opened, Li Yinhang, who had been waiting in the room thinking about life, sat up straight. Seeing Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang entering the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the remaining half of his breath was stuck in his chest. Here, it makes her very uncomfortable.

Jiang Fang was doing everything as usual, he took off Nan Zhou's windbreaker, boiled water for Nan Zhou, brewed honey water, sat on the side of the bed, and fed him a little bit.

Nan Zhou didn't make a fuss, but lay quietly on his back on the bed, frowning, as if he was thinking about his own thoughts with his eyes closed.

After asking Qing Nanzhou why he came back sideways, Li Yinhang's little concern came up again.

She sat on the edge of the bed, put her hands on her knees: "...Brother Fang."

Jiang Fang's eyes did not move away from Nan Zhou's face: "What's wrong?"

There was no reply.

This made Jiang Fang feel a little strange.

He covered Nan Zhou's cheeks with a cold handkerchief, and there was no emotion in his voice: "If you have any questions, just ask."

Li Yinhang pursed his mouth into a line, not knowing whether to say it or not.

The relationship between them has never been honest with each other, and Li Yinhang doesn't know if he should cross the line.

Jiang Fang had no intention of allowing this silence to continue.

He looked at the wet and rusted picture frame on the edge of the wall, and said quietly: "Have you chatted with Shao Mingzhe?"

Li Yinhang was startled: "Ah... yes..."

Jiang Fang: "You stayed on purpose just to ask Shao Mingzhe to find out about the situation. What did you ask?"

Li Yinhang faltered for a while, unable to speak.

Jiang Fang didn't need her answer at all: "Is it something that embarrasses you? What is it?"

"He proposed in front of everyone that Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei are not human. So, does he have any props that can be used to detect whether they are inhuman?"

"You are so hesitant to speak, what is there to say?"

"Did he use that prop on me and Nan Zhou?"

"Nan Zhou is not human, you already knew it. You are the only one who is wary of me, so, did Shao Mingzhe tell you that I am not human either?"

Li Yinhang didn't even explain any relevant plots, and Jiang Fang had already guessed the whole process lightly.

His tone was even consistent and soft, which was the same tone as when he coaxed Nanzhou to drink honey water just now.

When she was terrified, Jiang Fang turned around and gently smoothed the tail of the scorpion braid with his fingertips, his eyes were calm and gentle: "Do you trust him or me?"

Li Yinhang was also very upset, unable to speak.

To be honest, Shao Mingzhe did not produce any effective evidence to support his testimony.

But he could tell that Nan Zhou was not human.

...This makes his words more than a little more believable.

When Li Yinhang was stunned by the explosive news and returned to the room, the more she thought about it, the more she felt the chill on her back.

Jiang Fang's apparently gentle, but instinctively frightening temperament, turning his head to look at it now, had to make Li Yinhang startled.

She thought, as a human with a low concentration of human beings around her, she must have the right to be a little bit afraid.

Jiang Fang also easily saw through her little thoughts.

He took out a little [Truth Tequila] from the warehouse and put it on the bedside table.

"Remember this?" he asked.

Li Yinhang nodded, and gave another dry "hmm".

As the little butler, she is very clear about all the props and stocks they currently have.

Jiang Fang reminded her: "Is it in [Brain Invasion]? I used this and confessed to Teacher Nan."

He added: "It works."

This seems to have nothing to do with the present.

But when Li Yinhang saw that there was only about 100ml of wine left in the bottle, he suddenly got what he meant.

Her chaotic thoughts calmed down in an instant.

【True Tequila】The conditions of use are clearly stated.

If Jiang Fang really drank it, and [True Tequila] worked for him, then Jiang Fang must be human.

This is the system's judgment, it's better than Shao Mingzhe's unreasonable speculation.

Perhaps, as Jiang Fang said, Shao Mingzhe has such a tool that can detect whether the subject is human.

The reason why Shao Mingzhe made a wrong diagnosis was probably because Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang were too inseparable, which led to a misjudgment of props?

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat completely melted away.

Li Yinhang still prefers to trust his own people from the bottom of his heart.

As long as Jiang Fang is willing to explain it to her, she is willing to believe it.

Otherwise, she must have noticed a paradoxical point in her reasoning.

——[True Tequila] and Shao Mingzhe's so-called props, assuming that they are also given by the system, why would Shao Mingzhe's props be misjudged, but [Truth Tequila] not?

Li Yinhang, who hadn't thought about this level at all, completely relaxed his mind.

This relaxation made her feel tired,

Jiang Fang's voice just nudged her to a more peaceful place when she was sleepy.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Fang's voice was hypnotic, "I'll take care of him."

Li Yinhang tried his best to wash up, and when he came back, he looked at the sleeping Nan Zhou, then took off his shoes and socks, covered him with the quilt, and fell asleep quickly.

And when the room was completely quiet, Jiang Fang turned around and cast a faint look in the direction where Li Yinhang was sleeping peacefully.

But Li Yinhang was ignorant of this.

……This is good.

Jiang Fang also lay down with his clothes on, took Nan Zhou's finger, and stroked along the veins of his palm.

When he didn't use force deliberately, Nan Zhou's palm bones were soft, and his skin was white and clean under the thin moonlight, which made the tattooed butterfly on his wrist dark and weird.

Jiang Fang untied his choker, and pressed the uneven tattoo on his wrist against the tattoo on the side of his neck, K&M.

The rubbing of the two phases brought out a wonderful itching sensation.

Jiang Fang hugged him.

Suddenly, he heard Nan Zhou say softly: "Hug."

Jiang Fang asked him, "Are you awake?"

Nan Zhou obviously didn't wake up.

As for the sound he made, it was more like muttering than talking: "Hold tight. It's very comfortable."

Jiang Fang laughed out loud, and lowered his voice to scare him: "Little paper man, I'm going to steal you away."

Nan Zhou rested his head on his shoulder, nodded his head, and expressed his agreement: "Well. Where did you steal it?"

Jiang Fang fell silent.

After a while, he leaned into Nan Zhou's ear and said softly, "No, I was wrong. You stole me."

Then he held Nan Zhou in his arms and kissed him on the cheek, that kind of delicate and cherished kiss.

Nan Zhou frowned.

Alcohol made him unable to understand Jiang Fang's words, but he knew he wanted to stick with Jiang Fang.

This is also a very comfortable thing.

……

Compared with the quiet time on their side, the broadcast station on Gaowei's side is in chaos.

"Haven't found out who Shao Mingzhe is?"

"There is no such person. He is not our person, nor is he human! He is not even a player!!"

"Damn, you tell me, not a player, how is he counted as a teammate?"

"I don't know, there is no problem with the system operation."

"Damn, how many missions has he done?!"

"This is the second time."

"When did his signal first appear?"

"Wait a minute, there are too many and complicated signal streams, I can't find it for the time being—"

They've been beating the wall on these few questions for hours.

The only reliable conclusion they came to was that Shao Mingzhe was an uninvited guest who broke into the game a few days ago.

His various values ​​are being displayed on the main panel of the live broadcast room.

In fact, don't bother to compare.

All his numbers are garbled characters.

Include a column for the name.

……

A chill as cold as cold water woke Nan Zhou up from his soft sleep.

He didn't drink too much this time, and he woke up fairly quickly.

At this time, it was exactly twelve midnight.

The trees outside the hotel were blown by the wind, and the leaves made a soft rustling sound.

The chiming of the bell outside sounded at the right time, echoing bleakly in the street, forming a hollow and muffled echo.

Just as Jiang Fang fell asleep, he was woken up by his movements.

Nan Zhou closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and announced softly, "Here we are."

Li Yinhang was also awakened, and asked with sleepy eyes and slurred speech: "What's coming?"

A familiar Yin Qi permeated the bell, and even the sound of shaking trees and rustling insects outside the window disappeared.

Nan Zhou said softly: "Ghost."

More precisely, Sompa's ghost drop.

From yesterday to now, he spent a whole day and night thinking about how to deal with them, whether to seek peace or to fight hard.

And the yin qi permeating the entire small hotel is the answer given by Songpa.

...go all in and kill them all.