The little mermaid's question and answer continued.
The luck of Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou was unexpectedly good.
They each took their turn again.
The question Jiang Fang drew was when was the last time he laughed sincerely.
Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou for fifteen minutes before giving the answer: "Just a second ago."
The question Nan Zhou drew was what was the most interesting thing about childhood.
He picks and chooses in his childhood full of doubts, fears and unease, and finally selects one thing that can be called "interesting".
His answer was: "I went to the suburbs with my sister and wanted to leave the town, but then I ran into a wall and went back."
Both got it right.
In contrast, Li Yinhang can be called bad luck.
The next two times, the mouth of the bottle turned to Li Yinhang.
One is to ask her why she was tempted for the first time in her life, and the other is to ask who the person she hates most in her life.
Thanks to the big bad wolf in Shangshangguan, Li Yinhang saw almost all the heart-wrenching scenes in her life, and successfully locked herself in the heart of the junior high school flag-raising ceremony for less than a minute.
correct answer.
But the second question made her difficult.
With her peaceful and cheerful personality, it is rare to remember who she has quarreled with.
She had to choose between the tricky client, the weird office director, and the mastermind of "Gravity", and chose the last one.
… wrong answer.
The little mermaid conveys the ocean's answer: "The person you hate most is your mother."
Li Yinhang: "..." She said bsp; Li Yinhang really quit this time.
She asked, "Why?"
The little mermaid still gave a formulaic answer: "This is a comprehensive calculation based on emotional values such as emotional fluctuations."
Li Yinhang was not convinced: "When did I—"
The little mermaid didn't say the specific content, just pointed it out: "The source of the memory is your diary in the third grade of elementary school."
Once reminded, Li Yinhang was instantly misfiring.
As a child, she had a big fight with her mother over something she forgot the exact reason for.
She hurried into the room, picked up a pencil like a rafter, and cried aloud, every word with blood.
She sat at the desk and wrote that there was no way to pass this day.
I'm starving.
I will never forgive my mother in my life.
After some prudent thinking, she crossed out "starve me to death" again.
Because she remembered her mother saying fried chicken wings for dinner this morning.
She also wrote: After eating the fried chicken wings tonight, she packed up her schoolbag and ran away from home, and she will never return to this home again.
Of course, her plan to run away from home was in Waterloo because she ran out of chicken wings and lost her reserves.
Over there, the little mermaid concluded: "You don't detect such strong emotional swings in other people or things."
Li Yinhang: "..."
She shut herself off on the spot.
What the hell is mental retardation ai.
Numbness rose to her waist and abdomen.
The feeling of being half immersed in a swamp that's about to keep slipping into it sucks.
She could only support her body with her hands in vain, and made an appearance of struggling upward, and her movements were a bit funny for a while.
Because she was worried that her internal organs would stop due to this freezing numbness, her chest felt as uncomfortable as a nest of hot mice, scratching her diaphragm anxiously, and under the heat, she was so nervous She wants to cry.
She has only two chances.
Next time, it's her upper body.
Next time, it's her head.
The drifting bottle into the water is like a compass, swaying and guiding the direction of life and death.
Li Yinhang stared at the turn of the bottle, a thin layer of sweat covering his back, and a small fire seemed to be burning in his throat, gradually evaporating the moisture in her mouth, making her even more anxious and unspeakable.
The mouth of the bottle floated and stopped.
Facing Nanzhou.
Nan Zhou raised his hand and said calmly, "Mine."
He took out the scroll, unfolded it, and said seriously, "What is the kiss that impressed you the most?"
He confirmed to the little mermaid: "Kiss?"
The little mermaid was still an unmanned girl with a thin face, blushing, and confirmed the question: "It's a kiss."
Nan Zhou tried to clarify: "Is it the lips. Or something else?"
The little mermaid buried her head: "As you like."
Nan Zhou: "'Most impressed', does it mean the degree of kissing, or the degree of heart?"
The little mermaid's cheeks were about to burn, and he murmured in a low voice, "It's all ... it's fine."
Although Li Yinhang was already half paralyzed, when he saw the little mermaid, a pure-hearted girl nc, blushing when he was being questioned by Nan Zhou's straightforward set of tricks, the fish tail couldn't help but stir in embarrassment at the bottom of the water, and couldn't help but speak to comfort: " It's okay, that's not what you want to ask."
Hearing this, the little mermaid glanced at Li Yinhang gratefully.
Nan Zhou fell into deep thought.
The familiar warmth and tingling resurfaced in his stomach.
He thought of Jiang Fang who drank the truth tequila in "Candy House".
Although Jiang Fang was so hungry that he wanted to eat himself, it was irrational, but it should barely be considered a kiss.
Nan Zhou planned to wait for fifteen minutes to pass and take this as his answer.
Jiang Fang on the other rock frowned unconsciously.
His fingertips tapped the rocks regularly with the rhythm of the tide.
When Nan Zhou answered the second question, he could not judge what happiness was for Nan Zhou, so he did not give an opinion.
The second time he answered, thinking it would be his sister, he didn't interrupt.
And this time, he thought, he should know the answer.
The glow of the lighthouse is like a gaze from the ancient times, looking at them over and over again.
The sea they are in contains all the stories.
Hidden, sad, blood-boiled story.
This reminded Jiang Fang a lot.
Including his and Nan Zhou's kiss on the street of paper gold, surrounded by snow-white icing, seemingly close at hand, but far away.
Including... He frantically poked the tip of his tongue into Nan Zhou's bloody mouth.
Including those two kisses full of wine and impulsiveness in the forest of "Candy House" just now.
They experienced three kisses that could be called intimate.
As far as Nan Zhou's missing memory is concerned, he will definitely choose the last one.
But Jiang Fang believed that with Nan Zhou's ignorance and his unique judgment on love and love, the hormones produced at that time were by no means comparable to the previous two.
Jiang Fang could almost foresee the inevitable outcome of his answer.
After nearly ten minutes of silence and thinking, Jiang Fang suddenly moved.
He pressed the edge of the rock with one hand, and his thigh drove his calf, which could no longer be moved, and turned over like a mermaid and dived under the reef.
With a puff, he disappeared into the emerald-like mirror sea.
The sound of him turning over into the sea alarmed Nan Zhou who was thinking.
Looking back at the empty rock, Nan Zhou's heart was suddenly empty.
Nan Zhou: "... Brother Fang?"
No one responded.
Nan Zhou supported the rock and moved a little to the side, trying to find his whereabouts in the clear water under the moonlight.
He saw jellyfish dragging their tails, cruising in groups in the sea.
Their sapphire-like trunks and tails are intertwined, and they mate gently and lingeringly.
When Nan Zhou was distracted for a moment, a shadow appeared from the bottom of the rock where he was standing, and with a bang, the splash fell on Nan Zhou's face and slowly slid down his cheek.
The sweater clings to Jiang Fang's muscle curve, outlining simple and clear lines.
Long silver hair draped over his shoulders.
Silver eyelashes and light-colored eyeballs, blended with sea water and moonlight, exudes a soft and unusual yet irresistible charm.
Jiang Fang covered his palm with one hand: "Student Nan, lower your head."
Nan Zhou was surprised: "You..."
There was a fire in Jiang Fang's eyes that was gently wrapped by the sea water: "I'll teach you to kiss."
Before Nan Zhou could react, Jiang Fang smiled at him and put his hand on the back of his neck.
This made Nan Zhou hide back subconsciously, only to find that his back path had been blocked.
Jiang Fang looked up at his eyes, and pushed open his tie buckle with his knuckles soaked in seawater: "Kissing has to be attentive."
The time Jiang Fang spent in the Underground Fengyue Field was so long that he couldn't even remember it.
Although he is not involved in the wind and moon, he knows too well where his advantages lie.
How to stop talking, how to clearly see the collarbone after the clothes are wet, how to bend the back muscles and shoulders into what angle, from a specific perspective, it is attractive enough.
Nan Zhou does not understand Fengyue, but he knows what beauty is.
that's enough.
Nan Zhou really took the bait and asked softly, "I want to... how do I do it?"
Jiang Fang let out a faint smile from his nose: "Lower your head."
Nan Zhou did as he did.
Taking advantage of the buoyancy of the sea, Jiang Fang leaned most of his body out of the sea, pressed the back of his head with one hand, hooked his loose bow tie with the other, and touched Nan Zhou's Adam's apple with the bead of his upper lip.
Nan Zhou didn't hide, just let him play in confusion.
Jiang Fang left at one point, but the piece of skin he touched was strangely hot, like a small living thing crawling against his throat, and it has been crawling to the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Fang smiled, his index finger slid down slowly against the skin under the button released by his tail finger, clasped Nan Zhou's fingertips, and opened his mouth to bite the collar of Nan Zhou's shirt.
He maintained this posture, crossed Nan Zhou's shoulders, and quietly glanced at Li Yinhang and the little mermaid whose cheeks were already steaming.
… he silently demanded to clear the scene with his eyes.
The little mermaid obediently covered her eyes with her hands.
Li Yinhang moved himself silently with his hands, turned his body 180 degrees consciously and voluntarily, looked up at the sky, and was full of emotions.
When Jiang Fang looked at the two of them, Nan Zhou looked at the blue jellyfish group under Jiang Fang, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
It was the first time that Nan Zhou was taught to do this, which was completely different from the previous sense of self-learning without a teacher.
He didn't feel right.
Nothing is right anywhere.
The heart is hot, the face is hot, and the warmth in the body makes the muscles and bones tense.
He stiffened in confusion, feeling almost suffocated.
It was Jiang Fang who discovered the crux of the problem before Nan Zhou.
He rubbed the corners of Nan Zhou's lips with his cold fingertips, and said with a smile, "...you need to breathe."
Nan Zhou let out a slow sigh of relief: "… Hmm."
After confirming that Nan Zhou had regained the ability to breathe on his own, Jiang Fang first put his lips against his forehead, and then said warmly, "Let's lower it a little bit."
When Nan Zhou took the initiative to embrace him, Jiang Fang's lips touched his unexpectedly and tenderly.
Jiang Fang was immersed in his previous environment, and he did a good job of foreplay and preparation.
Therefore, even if his practical kissing skills are a little green, and the tip of his tongue even stays in his mouth properly, this kiss is not destined to appear too sloppy.
Nan Zhou blinked his eyes and stared at Jiang Fang's long eyelashes, which were tightly closed and trembling slightly.
After observing for a while, he took the initiative to raise his hand and pinned a strand of his scattered silver hair behind his ear for Jiang Fang.
When his fingertips scratched his earlobe, Nan Zhou didn't know what switch he had turned on.
He only knew that Jiang Fang suddenly deepened the kiss.
When the aggression all over his body passed through his mouth and swept in without reservation, Nan Zhou was confused, and his body faintly showed a strange reaction.
His hands unconsciously covered his contracted, hot belly.
A small electric current flows through the heart, and does not live in Nanzhou.
Such an unusual reaction made Nan Zhou, who had always been aware of his own body, at a loss.
Just like encountering a full moon, there is no reason to speak.
He was kissed to let out a low "um", "um".
When Jiang Fang finished falling in love with the bookstore, the outlines of the scenery in front of Nan Zhou were a little unclear.
Nan Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Is this kissing?"
Jiang Fang: "Well."
Nan Zhou pinched his chin and thought seriously: "It's... a strange feeling."
Before he could make a clear conclusion, the little mermaid covered her eyes and reminded tremblingly, "The time is up."
Jiang Fang's cheeks were flushed, and he stretched out his arms, facing Nanzhou, smiling at him in the midst of the turbulent waters, his upper body fell backwards, and like a mermaid, he swiftly submerged into the water again.
Nan Zhou rubbed the corners of his lips, and while aftertaste, he gave the answer: "The most impressive kiss... was just now." :,