Nan Zhou blinked.
After saying this, Jiang Fang seemed to just say a very ordinary good night, and lay down with his back to him: "Sleep."
Nan Zhou got up: "Wait. I'm awake."
Jiang Fang turned his back to him.
He was accustomed to being pretentious and hypocritical.
Sincerity is too exhausting for someone like him.
It was more laborious than dealing with people like Yi Shuige and Lin Zhisong.
Jiang Fang's breathing was a little heavy, and his fingertips unconsciously grasped the sheets.
Nan Zhou climbed on top of him and asked happily, "Why did you lie to me before?"
He didn't ask whether it was true or not, and took Jiang Fang's words as true.
All the light sources in the room were cut off, and only the warm moonlight was cast through the window, and the Nanzhou and Jiangfang on the bed drew an invisible boundary between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, and divided it into two shadows.
Nan Zhou's body was shining in the bright moonlight, and his white shirt was also glowing.
With this light, he climbed up to Jiang Fang, who was hiding in the darkness.
Therefore, Jiang Fang can rest assured that the ground is red and red.
Jiang Fang turned his back to Nan Zhou and tried to explain: "Because, calling each other a friend is a kind of human society..."
Jiang Fang was looking for suitable words so that Nan Zhou could understand.
"… a friendly 'diplomatic rhetoric'."
Nan Zhou combined his own experience and found it reasonable.
When Never Town was opened to the public, many people came to him.
Some people can't help but say that they will kill him when they come up.
Another considerable part of r wanted to talk to him as friends, but after being rejected by him, they became angry.
Nan Zhou said bluntly, "I don't understand."
He never understood human relationships.
Since Nan Zhou was born in that abnormal world, there has been no real person around him.
Nan Zhou has read about friends, parents, families, husbands and wives, and lovers in the book.
But he couldn't understand exactly.
These are cold nouns.
He didn't have any of these.
Nan Zhou wants to know what a friend is, but the world has never given him a decent friend.
Until the sky came down an apple tree, and a beautiful Mr. apple tree.
Nan Zhou only knew that when Chao Chao appeared in the front seat of the bus, the concept of "friends" was deeply ingrained in his mind.
He wouldn't think hard in his heart, but when someone mentioned the word "friend", Nan Zhou would think that "friend" should be what he meant in his mind.
He guessed that he might have met a person like a star.
But the stars go too fast.
He didn't even remember that he had ever been there.
"Why use 'friend' as a diplomatic term?"
Nan Zhou questioned reasonably: "Are humans so frivolous?"
From the very beginning, I wanted to kiss someone and swear that I could die for them.
Isn't this a deception
Jiang Fang tried to explain: "Actually, the friends in the human world..."
Nan Zhou looked at him eagerly for knowledge.
Jiang Fang coughed lightly: "Yes. Sometimes, humans are more frivolous."
… can’t speak.
Jiang Fang can do 10,000 things for Nanzhou.
He can kill for him, cook for him, do whatever makes him comfortable.
He could even tell him his childhood past in order to comfort Nan Zhou.
But it was a distant scar. It was torn open, and there was still a scab underneath, and the blood had long since disappeared.
If he were to reveal his secret love, likes and lies in front of Nan Zhou, it would be no less than asking him to dissect his heart in public.
Jiang Fang still harbors unease about "confessing himself".
Nan Zhou obviously accepted his words and said solemnly, "It can't be like this in the future."
Jiang Fang smiled and replied: "Yes, I will not be frivolous in the future. You are the only friend, and there is no one else."
Nan Zhou said, "I didn't say that."
Jiang Fang: "Huh?"
Nan Zhou's hand slid along his waist and landed on his fingers that seemed to be casually placed on the sheets. .
"Why don't you tell me." Nan Zhou said, "You are sad, you are afraid, you want friends to like you, but you are afraid of being liked by friends."
He touched the slightly wrinkled sheet under Jiang Fang's palm and reached out to smooth it out for him.
"You tell me, I listen, don't laugh at you. Because I know you like me."
"Ha." Jiang Fang chuckled softly to hide his heart beating more and more fiercely, "Do you know what love is?"
Nan Zhou affirmed: "I know."
"When I was holding you, I had the urge to reproduce, and I wanted to have offspring with you." He said bluntly, "This is love."
Jiang Fang's body was hot, and his heart was burning quietly, gradually becoming a prairie prairie.
He pretended to be calm: "What does it say in the book?"
Nan Zhou touched his heart and said honestly, "No. My body told me."
Jiang Fang's heart was beating violently, he turned around and kissed Nan Zhou's cheek.
He begged for mercy in a helpless and forbearing tone: "Okay, we're going to bed."
Nan Zhou didn't necessarily want Jiang Fang to give him an attitude now.
Because he was sure Jiang Fang liked him, he was not in a hurry at all.
He kissed back earnestly and touched his forehead again.
Even if it's good night.
But just as he was about to lie back to his original place, the fingertips of his retreating touched a fire.
Nan Zhou looked down and suddenly understood: "Ah."
Although he has seen Jiang Fang like this more than once, every time he sees the scale, Nan Zhou is very surprised.
Nan Zhou, who was about to leave, returned to him.
When he went to bed, he took off his suit pants, with only a slightly longer white shirt covering his body.
Under the moonlight, the golden leg rings rubbed across Jiang Fang's skin, feeling slightly cool to the touch.
Nan Zhou lowered his head to study it, put his long hair behind his ear, carefully observed and asked, "Do you need my help?"
Just like when Jiang Fang helped himself in the 99ers...
Before Nan Zhou finished reviewing the scene in his mind, Jiang Fang rolled over and sat up, hugged Nan Zhou, pulled up the quilt and draped it over his shoulders, covering most of his body with no brains. After expressing his thanks, he stepped out of bed and walked to the bathroom again.
Nan Zhou wrapped the quilt and said from behind, "You're welcome."
Jiang Fang walked too hastily and almost stumbled on the threshold.
…
Jiang Fang let the ice water sprayed from the shower head flow between the burning limbs, helping the brain cool down and thinking better.
He is different from Yi Shuige.
Yi Shuige's unique thinking, coupled with the unique relationship with Xie Xiangyu, these two overlapped together, so that even if he knew that their daily life was being spied on by outsiders, he would have no psychological pressure.
And Jiang Fang was not interested in showing Nanzhou to everyone.
The succubus incident has actually crossed his bottom line.
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to find something to do for those who were playing with them behind their backs, Jiang Fang wouldn't have started such a cumbersome dark battle and tried his best to unite with others.
Although there was not much contact, Jiang Fang, who knew countless people, believed that both Yi Shuige and Lin Zhisong had accurately bit the bait he threw.
In the next period of time, within the safe point, something must change.
…
The "Cube Ark" rested for two days in the "Old City State".
Nothing special happened these two days.
If there is one thing to say about what happened, it is that the number of players in the "Old City State" has dropped to an all-time low.
Many people fought with Nan Zhou face to face, and then got their necks twisted.
Even if they were lucky and didn't match up with Nanzhou, a large number of people had a high-intensity match with Nanzhou's real name on the World Channel.
If Nan Zhou died, then there would be no problem.
Now that he is alive and flamboyant, if they still take the initiative to gather in front of Nan Zhou, it will be very embarrassing.
Yu Tuisi met with them, had a meal, and was friendly. He didn't talk about the dungeon or the task. It was like meeting old friends for many years, saying hello once, and then parting.
Out of curiosity and having nothing to do, Nan Zhou went to the "Colosseum" again.
When the news of Nan Zhou's launch in the "Colosseum" was transmitted through the World Channel, the players who were gearing up in the "Colosseum" hula and all ran away.
Nan Zhou stood alone in the center of the field for a long time, and he didn't even match his personal hair.
Feeling lonely as snow, he ate vanilla ice cream and came out again.
Nan Zhou didn't mind the cold reception he received.
He still cares more about his own wishes.
At present, although their ranking is like a rocket ascending to the sky, there is still a little distance from realizing his wish.
Or down-to-earth copy is more suitable for them.
The three quickly reached an agreement.
Li Yinhang, who was responsible for managing the level selection, chose ve as usual and transmitted it as soon as possible.
The long-lost darkness enveloped them.
[Dear players of the "Cube Ark" team, hello~]
[Welcome to the dungeon: Evil Fall]
【Number of participants: 6 people】
[Dungeon Nature: Fantasy and Horror]
【I wish you a happy game~】:,