Forces of Temptation

Nanzhou didn't listen to what Yuan, Ming and Qing had to say.

He looked back at Jiang Fang, waiting for an answer.

Jiang Fang showed him the wound and explained, "I hurt my hand while cutting vegetables."

Li Yinhang: "..." Coaxing ghosts.

What kind of posture do you use to chop vegetables so that you can insert your hands like this?

Who would have thought that Nan Zhou just said "hmm" and then looked at Yuan Mingqing again: "The box."

Seeing that Nan Zhou didn't have the slightest intention to question, Li Yinhang, who was full of doubts, simply shrank back and continued to hang on without making a sound.

Yuan Mingqing put the medicine box on the table nearby, pushed it in the direction of Nanzhou, then raised his hands, and stepped back a little, showing 100% sincerity and friendship.

Nan Zhou held Jiang Fang's waist with one hand, and opened the lid of the box with the other.

After facing a dazzling array of medicines, Nan Zhou became more and more silent.

... There is a hospital in the small town, and he has also been vaccinated in the hospital. He knows that the "Red Cross" means medical assistance, but he has no habit of giving himself medicine.

In the past, when he was injured in a fight with Guangmei, he always retreated into the room, waiting for it to heal on its own like a little beast licking its wounds.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't know how to use drugs in reality.

He helped Jiang Fang to sit down, and said to him, "This, teach me."

Jiang Fang understood, pointed out a few medicines and bandages, and signaled him to disinfect himself with alcohol first.

Nan Zhou dipped a little alcohol in a cotton swab, wiped off the hideous blood around the wound, then replaced it with a new one, and exerted a little force against the edge of Jiang Fang's wound.

He raised his eyelashes, using his eyes to judge and test whether Jiang Fang could accept such strength.

After catching the subtle sip at the corner of his mouth, Nan Zhou eased his movements a bit.

"It's okay, it's just the left hand."

When applying the medicine, Jiang Fang's trembling voice due to the pain was pleasant and endearing: "I can still cook for you.... Desserts may be a little more troublesome."

Hearing this, the muscles on Yuan Mingqing's face twitched uncontrollably for a while, and he hurriedly looked away, resisting the urge to punch his beautiful face.

He used his left hand to forcibly catch his own saber, but should he keep his right hand to shake Nan Zhou's spoon?

Nanzhou has always been quick and good at learning things.

In less than 3 minutes, Jiang Fang's wound was covered with medicine, and the bandage was wrapped all the way to his fingertips.

Nan Zhou held his hand in his palm and looked at it carefully.

Outlined by snow-white bandages, he found that Jiang Fang's fingers were incredibly slender and beautiful.

After taking care of Jiang Fang wholeheartedly, Nan Zhou turned his head to look at Yuan Mingqing.

He didn't say a word, and didn't even show any angry expression, but when Yuan Mingqing was stared at by him, it was as if he was in the bottom of the sea, and there was a steady stream of suffocating high pressure coming from all directions.

His muscles began to tense subconsciously, secreting lactic acid, and sending out a slight tingling sensation.

Li Yinhang's excessive caution, and the two questions Nanzhou asked him, made Yuan Mingqing judge that the amnesia buff of these two people is most likely still there.

——The evidence is that they showed full vigilance for their own arrival.

After realizing this, Yuan Mingqing not only did not have any sense of relaxation, but was even more apprehensive.

Since Nan Zhou didn't remember the plan, nor did he remember who Yuan, Ming and Qing were, then if he said anything carelessly, Nan Zhou might come up and break his neck directly, even Jiang Fang might not be able to stop him.

Anyway, Nanzhou didn't know the value of his own existence, so if he killed him, he would kill him.

When Yuan, Ming and Qing were thinking about it, Jiang Fang poked his head out of a place Nan Zhou couldn't see, made a mouth-to-mouth gesture of "seeking good fortune", and smiled and stuck out the tip of his tongue at him.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Mingqing's fist stiffened for a moment, and the edge of his fist was itchy.

But he quickly calmed down, and according to the logic of this world, he gave a relatively reasonable explanation for his sudden appearance: "Before... I was afraid of the two of you, and I didn't want to go to the gathering area for critically ill patients, so I was assigned to The mild patient area on the outskirts... But someone wanted to attack me, and I killed someone. I was not wanted there, so I was assigned here."

Having said that, he bowed his head deeply.

How similar is this episode to his current situation?

He killed his teammates, ruined the plan, and there is no turning back.

Even if he pretended to sneak into the "Cubic Ark" and gained trust, and then killed them all smoothly, even if his points were cut off by half, he would never be able to reasonably return to the top of the list in a short period of time.

The fisherman will benefit from the human players ranked behind them.

Besides, there is Jiang Fang who is "building an ark" and wants to "win trust"?Do not make jokes.

Therefore, for the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the only way to survive the dead end in front of them was to take the victory of "Li Ark" as his own victory.

Or... this kind of thing is actually in Jiang Fang's plan?

Seeing that the sadness in his eyes did not seem to be fake, Nan Zhou uttered a short syllable: "Well."

... This word "uh" can't fix Yuan, Ming and Qing.

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang, the smiling tiger, had completely different personalities.

He is curious about many things, but he has his own ideas and logic in his heart.

When he was silent, no one knew what he was thinking.

But as long as he makes up his mind, he will do anything decisively.

Nan Zhou didn't ask further questions.

He said to Li Yinhang who was poking around the door, "Let's serve dinner."

Seeing his reaction like this, a trace of surprise appeared on Jiang Fang's face.

……that's it?

Don't ask anymore?

But he still took the words naturally: "There are chicken wings in the air fryer, and the rice is in the high-pressure rice cooker. The stew should be just right now. Yinhang, go and serve it."

Li Yinhang groaned, took the mop nimbly, mopped the blood-stained ground first, and then ran into the kitchen staggeringly.

This meal was quite heartbreaking.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and it seems that they are all focused on the food, but in fact, they probably don't even know what they ate.

After the meal, Li Yinhang, who finished washing the dishes, ran back to his room like a rabbit. Without further ado, he first locked his doors and windows, and then put the door stoppers on.

She didn't know that Yuan Mingqing would not come here to hurt them even if it was for her.

She just felt that this person was not kind, so she had to be on guard.

After completing the external protection, Li Yinhang was still not at ease, and put the fork that he secretly hid in his trousers pocket while washing the dishes just now by his pillow.

She took out a small packet of pepper noodles wrapped in toilet paper from her jacket pocket.

She struggled to take out a kitchen knife from the back of her trousers and hid it under the pillow.

After finishing all the preparations, Li Yinhang wrapped up the quilt and went to bed, intending to go to bed early.

Before going to bed, she greeted the air in a low voice: "...good night."

She has been having fun these days, and has learned to talk to the mouse who doesn't know where it is, so as to relieve her depression and anxiety.

Hearing her voice, the little mouse scratched twice with its paws, as a response, feeling weak.

Li Yinhang actually heard a trace of grievance from the sound of claws.

She felt that she was probably nervous, so she turned over and closed her eyes.

……

Nan Zhou helped Jiang Fang back to the room.

On the soft bed, the two sat side by side, not saying anything.

The atmosphere could not be said to be depressing, but there was an atmosphere of stormy weather.

It was clear that the night sky outside was clear and cloudless.

Jiang Fang broke the silence: "Watch a movie?"

There is a complete set of home theater in the room, but Nan Zhou used it as a decoration before, and Jiang Fang didn't want anything else to grab Nan Zhou's attention, so he didn't say anything.

Nan Zhou nodded: "Okay."

Those films are all from Jiang Fang's memory, which shows that he has read a lot of films.

There are also many original films in Russian and English.

…and the adrenaline-fuelled little movies that play in certain VIP rooms in underground casinos.

Jiang Fang clicked on the remote control with his right hand, allowing the cursor to freely move between the movie areas without names and with garbled characters.

This movie with no name but a mess of gibberish characters really aroused Nanzhou's curiosity.

He took a fancy to one of them.

When Jiang Fang switched to the thumbnail icon of that movie, Nan Zhou raised his hand and held his wrist.

Jiang Fang: "Want to see this?"

Nan Zhou nodded again: "Yes."

Jiang Fang smiled slightly: "Alright then."

Jiang Fang put down the play button, peeled a piece of fruit candy from the sugar tray by the bed with one hand, and sent it to Nan Zhoukou.

Nanzhou opened his mouth and held it in his mouth.

The candy tasted good, but unfortunately, as a red ball, it was not small, and it filled his mouth full.

Nan Zhou rolled the ball around with the tip of his tongue.

The candy expanded his warm mouth, making small clicks and sucking sounds as it hit his teeth.

Seeing his slightly swollen cheeks, Jiang Fang lowered his head and exhaled with a smile.

Nan Zhou stared intently at the huge screen.

He doesn't understand the language, but fortunately, the plot of the story is very simple.

It looks like a big festival is going on here.

On the first floor is a devout worship crowd, which filled the entire square.

Wearing white robes, the crowd knelt down and sang sweet hymns facing a holy and noble religious building inhabited by large white doves.

The pure Son was dressed in white, standing in front of the one-way glass on the second floor of the building. His long hair was also silver, draped softly on his shoulders.

People outside couldn't see the Holy Son clearly, they could only see his shadowy figure and the slightly fluttering wings behind him.

They sang with all their hearts the purity and holiness of the Son.

But where no one could see, the Holy Son actually turned his back on them.

A demon with huge black bat wings was embracing the Son.

After being baptized by the holy light, he showed obvious fatigue, but he still put his arms around the Son's neck with all his strength and kissed him.

The bodies of the two intersecting are stacked together to form an unknown, secret and holy posture.

They start a conversation.

Nanzhou asked Jiang Fang: "What are they talking about?"

Simultaneous translation by Jiang Fang.

"The Holy Son asked, why are you here?"

"The devil said, because you are here."

They speak very little, so they don't have to translate all the time.

Nan Zhou watched as the Son's robe was lifted up.

Then the devil stood on tiptoe and was pressed down by the Holy Son on the oak table where the sacred scriptures were placed.

His toes curled up, and two slender traces appeared behind his tiptoe, one on tiptoe and the other on tiptoe.

When Nan Zhou was engrossed in watching, he suddenly felt his cheeks warm up.

Jiang Fang lightly pecked his side face.

In the next scene, in the movie, the Holy Son also kissed the devil like this, and confessed in a low voice, love/you.

After finishing the superficial kiss, Jiang Fang sat back in his original position with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

He waited for Nanzhou's reaction.

He might ask him what that means.

At that time, he would say something that made Nan Zhou happy, but he had never had the courage to say it before.

This world made of Gu should end soon.

When they return to the safe point, they don't know if they will have the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery to the fullest.

But Nan Zhou stared straight at the screen, as if he didn't feel it.

Jiang Fang pursed his lips, leaned over again, and kissed clearly.

Nanzhou still didn't respond.

Jiang Fang was thinking in his heart when Nan Zhou suddenly turned his head, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and turned his face.

The two pairs of soft lips kissed together without warning.

After the kiss was over, Nan Zhou followed Jiang Fang's example and turned around without saying anything.

Jiang Fang, who originally planned to flirt, felt that he had overturned.

...how else would explain his out-of-order heartbeat?

He said with a smile: "You..."

But he couldn't finish the sentence.

Jiang Fang suddenly felt his throat tighten.

The next second, with the sound of the bag being loosened, the short-lived feeling of suffocation left him.

And his good hand was also snatched by Nan Zhou.

...Amid the lingering aroma of sugar, Jiang Fang's wrist was locked on the bedside by his choker.

Nan Zhou knelt between his legs.

The dim light cast from the home theater screen formed a furry outline of light around his body.

Jiang Fang leaned against the head of the bed in a relaxed posture, with the "K&M" tattoo on his neck, looked up at Nan Zhou with a smile.

He knew that today, whether it was Yuan Mingqing's arrival or his own injury, it was too suspicious.

However, he thought that Nanzhou would keep today's matter in his heart, or bring it up on another occasion.

He never expected that because of a kiss as the plot trigger, he was imprisoned by Nan Zhou on the spot.

Nan Zhou lowered his head and responded to his gaze: "...Who are you?"

Jiang Fang shrugged: "Oh?"

"Moon." Nan Zhou said, "You said that I am the person in the story. You are also the only one who knows my past and my weaknesses."

"I'm very sensitive to the full moon, I thought I would be in pain today, but..."

He pointed outside: "The moon has become such a strange look. Tell me, why?"

Jiang Fang: "Ask me?"

Nan Zhou: "Yes."

Jiang Fang tilted his head: "Don't you already have the answer?"

Nan Zhou was silent for a moment, and then gave the answer in his heart:

"Are you, the 'god' of this town?"

Jiang Fang laughed softly, which was a kind of acquiescence.

When the Holy Son and the devil began to have a tender relationship, Nan Zhou's tone began to lose joy and anger: "...you, lied to me?"