Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou thought it was too strange.

Although he has a normal sense of pain, he has always been very tolerant.

But this kind of abnormality from the depths of his body made him completely unable to resist and solve it.

He could only be held in Jiang Fang's arms in a little confusion.

Jiang Fang's slightly higher body temperature than his own seemed to be able to relieve the abnormal, subtle, and constricting tingling in his chest.

This obviously does not have any rationality.

A person, he is not a medicine, why does it have such an effect?

The most important thing is that Nan Zhou is very familiar with this feeling of tightly gripping his heart.

Nanzhou lost the memory of a period of time.

He thought he had completely forgotten, but his body still seemed to remember it for him.

He still remembers the trance feeling that the spiritual palace almost collapsed.

Leaning in Jiang Fang's arms, he tried his best to recall, but there was still no result.

Jiang Fang felt the tension of Nan Zhou's body clearly.

Jiang Fang pressed his elbows against his shoulders, covering them with warm palms, just blocking his view of the door.

... He silently warned him not to look.

Nan Zhou lowered his gaze, and his eyelashes slowly swept across his palm.

Jiang Fang stroked his back with his fingertips, reminding him: "The heartbeat is too fast. Slow down. Slow down."

Nanzhou: "..."

"You made my heart beat faster." Jiang Fang showed weakness to Nan Zhou gently and quietly, "I can't stand big stimulation now."

Nan Zhou: "I'm working hard."

Jiang Fang grabbed Nan Zhou's wrist: "Listen to me."

As he spoke, he put his wrist horizontally on Nan Zhou's.

The touch of the warm skin brought his steady heartbeat, and the veins on Nanzhou's wrist were throbbing vigorously.

Gradually, Nanzhou's breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal frequency.

Jiang Fang was like a gentle guide, comforting the sentinel's overwrought, anxious and fragile spirit little by little.

Confirming that the little monster's elusive emotions are gradually recovering, but still relying on him and refusing to get up, Jiang Fang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Stop acting like a baby, ah. There are others."

"It's not acting like a baby." Nan Zhou retorted, "It's just me lying in your arms."

Jiang Fang was amused by his serious tone and laughed softly: "Okay, yes."

The blond girl was holding a dustpan full of goose food, her attitude was consistent and friendly.

She looked at the two with a smile: "Congratulations on successfully clearing the level. Do you need to rest for a while?"

Nan Zhou turned his head and glanced at the blond girl lightly.

Jiang Fang turned his head over, forcing him to keep looking at him.

That bit of selfishness made him not want to see Nan Zhou to see other people now.

The attention that should belong to him, he doesn't want to give it to others at all.

Even if he knew Nan Zhou's purpose of looking at her.

Jiang Fang said in a low voice, "Don't look at it. You can't kill it."

Nan Zhou was a little unconvinced: "But at least she will hurt, right?"

Jiang Fang's smile was even more joyful.

...He likes that Nanzhou protects him like this.

Jiang Fang rested his chin on Nan Zhou's shoulder lightly, and gently rubbed the skin of his neck with the leather choker: "No, it hurts."

Feeling the slight stiffness of Nan Zhou's body, Jiang Fang's smile became even more open.

He is a villain.

He just wanted Nanzhou to be with him in the pain.

The more he hurt and felt sorry for himself, the more Jiang Fang's heart beat beyond measure.

In the past, Jiang Fang never felt like a mother.

Until he starts falling in love with someone.

……

Although Nan Zhou now has a very bad impression of the blonde girl due to venting his anger, it took Jiang Fang nearly 11 hours to perform the mission this time.

Regarding this, Jiang Fang's explanation was quite light: "The previous levels were okay. The last level took the most time."

...actually the difference between 30 minutes and 10 hours and 20 minutes.

Jiang Fang really needed to rest.

And the environment here is peaceful enough.

The surrounding idyllic atmosphere can greatly relieve tense nerves.

The 48 hours of exploration time given by [Brain Invasion], coupled with the expendability of the game itself, determined that it was impossible for them to perform tasks continuously.

Therefore, considering various conditions, they decided to rest here for 5 hours before starting.

When supporting Jiang Fang to get up, Nan Zhou staggered.

Jiang Fang has experienced suicide many times, and his mind is unstable.

This made him forget about the golden ring on Nan Zhou's leg.

It wasn't until this time that Jiang Fang realized that Nan Zhou's trembling wasn't just because he felt sorry for him.

Jiang Fang frowned, and touched his thigh with his fingertips.

There is a ring of cold and hard material about one finger wide, which is pressed against the edge of his stiff suit pants, wrapping Nan Zhou's legs tightly.

Jiang Fang traced the outline of the leg ring through a layer of fabric: "Does it hurt?"

Nan Zhou looked down at Jiang Fang's hand: "I don't feel it now."

Jiang Fang: "Go,"

The blond girl watched with interest.

And Li Yinhang, who had recovered his human form, had already grabbed a handful of goose food very consciously, and ran to the Swan Pond.

She said to a group of big white geese, "Cuckoo, cluck."

Watching people fall in love is no more interesting than feeding swans.

……

Unlike the sports pants that Li Yinhang wore for the convenience of movement, Nan Zhou's pants couldn't be lifted from the bottom to the thigh.

Because the position of the leg ring wedge is relatively hidden, it is difficult to accurately judge the situation from Nan Zhou's own perspective, so Nan Zhou feels that it is not a big problem for Jiang Fang to check the situation for him.

The two found a place where they could stay far away from the two opposite sexes.

Nan Zhou took off his dark suit trousers below his knees, sat on the ground with his upper body neatly dressed, and Ren Jiangfang fiddled with him for inspection.

At this time, the uniqueness of Nanzhou was revealed clearly.

He not only has the slender shoulders, long legs and strong bones of a man in reality, but also has the beauty of a caricature paper man.

His skin is bright and white, and it is very compatible with light.

Body hair is very light, almost non-existent.

Pure gold to luminous leg rings firmly bind the skin, and the color contrast is extremely vivid.

A circle of reddish bleeds around, adding a strange and different taste.

Jiang Fang supported Nan Zhou's popliteal cavity, and slightly raised one of his legs.

He exerted light force, pressing the skin around the golden ring.

Fortunately, the gold ring left no burns or strangle marks on the skin.

But it fits perfectly to the thigh.

Jiang Fang probed into the golden ring with his fingers and spun around, his brows froze slightly.

... There is a circle of dark lines with extremely strong friction inside the golden ring, and there is no way for it to slide off naturally along the texture of the skin.

If you forcibly remove it, you may be injured instead.

Jiang Fang asked him, "Does the feeling affect the activity?"

Nan Zhou tried to bend and stretch his legs: "No."

The thickness of the gold ring is average, so it really won't affect anything.

Jiang Fang: "Kick me."

Nan Zhou understood his intention: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, he swept his foot across Jiang Fang's neck with all his might.

Jiang Fang turned slightly to one side, grabbed his ankle, and took advantage of the situation to measure the length of his ankle in his palm.

He smiled and clenched Nan Zhou's ankle: "It seems that it really doesn't matter."

Nan Zhou supported the grass behind him with both hands: "Should I take it down?"

Even if there is no bleeding or injury in this place, the pain of rubbing against the flesh like this must be unbearable.

"No. It's pretty pretty." Jiang Fang stopped gently, "And there are some decorations to hang here."

As he spoke, he lightly brushed another small gold ring above the gold ring for decoration with his fingers.

The golden rings collided, making a pleasant metallic sound.

Jiang Fang said: "If you hang a chain or ornaments, it should look good."

Nan Zhou didn't care much about this golden ring.

As long as it does not affect the action, it is dispensable.

Hearing what Jiang Fang said, he didn't care anymore.

"Then let's go to bed," he said.

Jiang Fang was admiring him, thinking about what to decorate it if he had the opportunity, when he heard Nan Zhou's sudden words, he was speechless for a while, and fixedly looked at Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou noticed his strange expression and was quite confused: "Don't you want to sleep?"

Jiang Fang lowered his voice and asked knowingly, "Then I'm asleep, where are you going?"

... Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Nan Zhou grabbed the waistband of his trousers and lifted it up with a rustle.

Hearing this, he said, "Of course I'm with you."

The two lay down on the boundless wilderness, the sky covered the ground, and they walked on the grass under the light.

Jiang Fang leaned on his arm, pretending to close his eyes and rest.

Nan Zhou said: "You are very beautiful in this body."

The corners of Jiang Fang's mouth rose slightly: "Thank you."

Nan Zhou: "Your appearance reminds me of a very important person."

Jiang Fang: "Really? Are you a friend?"

Nan Zhou said frankly: "Actually, it doesn't count."

Jiang Fang: "..." Why not again.

...Is it true that if you resemble yourself, you are not a "friend"?

Nan Zhou was thinking about another thing.

He still clearly remembered that when the three of them bluffed and emptied Squirrel Town, Jiang Fang accurately told the time of the fireworks in the town.

At that time, Jiang Fang obviously concealed something from them.

Nan Zhou didn't pursue it, so he let it go.

But now, Nanzhou has a new idea.

Nanzhou asked: "Have you played "Gravity" before?"

Jiang Fang's heartbeat accelerated suddenly: "Why do you ask that?"

An undisguised straight ball from Nan Zhou hit his heart instantly: "Have you ever planted an apple tree for a character?"

"I……"

When the matter came to an end, Jiang Fang lost his voice again.

He was ashamed to speak of the warmth he once had.

Because once he admits it, he will have to answer Nan Zhou's next question.

"why?"

Why did you pretend not to know Nan Zhou when you met Nan Zhou long ago?

Why plant a tree for him who has never met?

What's funny is that Jiang Fang was even willing to die to see Nan Zhou, but he just couldn't express his love and feelings in person.

The past is all over, what's the point of acknowledging it?

Jiang Fang would rather progress step by step, step by step, as it is now, rather than let their relationship move forward too fast.

That would give Jiang Fang a sense of panic about going off the rails.

So he gave his answer.

"...what apple tree?"

"Ah." Nan Zhou pursed his lips: "...it's nothing."

Jiang Fang raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Stop thinking about it, go to sleep."

Nan Zhou obediently forced himself to fall asleep quickly.

He still firmly believed that there was something wrong with his body.

Therefore, we must ensure sleep and recover from the impact of the full moon.

In the next level, he still needs to protect the two of them.

When Nan Zhou's breathing gradually stabilized, Jiang Fang supported his body with his arms, turned sideways, and focused on Nan Zhou's sleeping face.

This piece of clothing from the game system is always clean.

But after being worn by Nanzhou for a long time, there is a little warmth and the aroma of fresh apples on his body.

Jiang Fang bent down and stared at him for a long time, then bent down and kissed his collar in a gentlemanly manner.

The warmth and fragrance naturally stained his lips.

Jiang Fang stroked his lips, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be so smart. You... just wait for me."