Nan Zhou thought this was too strange.
Although he has normal pain, he has always been very patient.
But this kind of abnormality from the depths of his body made him unable to resist and solve it.
He could only be held in Jiang Fang's arms in confusion.
Jiang Fang's body temperature slightly higher than his own seemed to be able to relieve this abnormal, subtle, constricting tingling sensation in his chest.
This clearly does not have any reasonableness.
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 the feeling of the heart being tugged tightly.
Nan Zhou lost his memory for a period of time.
He thought he had completely forgotten it, but his body still seemed to remember it for him.
This kind of trance that the spiritual palace almost collapsed at one time, he still remembered.
He leaned against Jiang Fang's arms and tried his best to recall, but it was still to no avail.
Jiang Fang felt the tension in Nan Zhou's body clearly.
Jiang Fang pressed his elbow against his shoulder, covering his warm palm, 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: "My heartbeat is too fast. Slow down. Slow down."
Nan Zhou: "… "
"You made my heart beat faster." Jiang Fang showed weakness to Nan Zhou gently and without a trace, "I can't stand the excitement right now."
Nan Zhou: "I'm working hard."
Jiang Fang grabbed Nan Zhou's wrist: "Listen to me."
Saying that, he put his wrist horizontally on Nan Zhou's wrist.
The touch of the warm skin brought his steady heartbeat, and the pulse of Nan Zhou's wrist was pulsing powerfully.
Gradually, Nan Zhou's breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal frequencies.
Jiang Fang is like a gentle guide, soothing the sentry's over-stressed, restless and fragile spirit little by little.
Confirming that the little monster's elusive emotions were gradually recovering, but still leaning on him and refusing to get up, Jiang Fang smiled and patted his shoulder: "Stop acting like a spoiled child, ah. There are others."
"It's not coquettish." Nan Zhou retorted, "It's just that I'm lying in your arms."
Jiang Fang was amused by his serious tone and laughed softly: "Okay, yes."
The blonde girl was holding a dustbin full of goose food, and her attitude was always friendly.
She looked at the two with a smile: "Congratulations on successfully passing the customs. Do you need to rest for a while?"
Nan Zhou turned his head and glanced at the blonde girl lightly.
Jiang Fang straightened his head and forced him to continue to look at himself.
That little selfishness made him not want to see Nan Zhou go to see others now.
The attention that belongs to him, he doesn't want to give it to others at all.
Even though he knew what Nan Zhou was looking at her for.
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 pleasant.
… He likes that Nan Zhou protects him like this.
Jiang Fang rested his chin on Nan Zhou's shoulder, 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 more cheerful.
He is a villain.
He just wanted Nan Zhou to accompany him in pain.
The more he felt sorry for himself, and the more sad he felt for himself, the more moved Jiang Fang was.
In the past, Jiang Fang never felt like a mother.
until he starts to fall in love with someone.
…
Although Nan Zhou now has a bad impression of the blonde girl due to his anger, Jiang Fang spent nearly 11 hours on this mission.
In this regard, Jiang Fang's explanation was quite understatement: "The previous levels were okay. The last level took the most time."
… is actually the difference between 30 minutes and 10 hours and 20 minutes.
Jiang Fang really needs to rest.
And the environment here is quiet enough.
The surrounding idyllic atmosphere can greatly relieve tense nerves.
The 48 hours of exploration time given by [Brain Invasion], coupled with the consumption 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 setting off.
When helping Jiang Fang to get up, Nan Zhou stumbled instead.
Jiang Fang has experienced suicide many times, and his mind is unstable.
This made him forget the golden ring on Nan Zhou's leg.
Only at this time did Jiang Fang realize that Nan Zhou's trembling was not just because he felt bad for him.
Jiang Fang frowned, and his fingertips touched his thigh.
There was a ring of ice-cold and hard material about a finger-width, against his crisp, starched suit trousers, wrapping Nan Zhou's legs tightly.
Jiang Fang traced the outline of the leg ring across a layer of fabric: "Does it hurt?"
Nan Zhou looked down at Jiang Fang's hand: "I don't feel it anymore."
Jiang Fang: "Go,"
The blonde girl looked very interested.
And Li Yinhang, who had regained his human form, had consciously grabbed a handful of goose food and ran to the Swan Pond.
She said to a group of big white geese: "Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu."
It is interesting to see where people fall in love and feed the swans.
…
Unlike the sweatpants Li Yinhang wore for convenience, Nan Zhou's pants could not be lifted from the bottom to the thigh.
Because the position where the leg ring was wedged was relatively secret, and it was difficult to accurately judge the situation from Nan Zhou's own point of view, so Nan Zhou felt that it was not a big problem for Jiang Fang to check the situation for him.
The two found a place where they could avoid two people of the opposite sex far away.
Nan Zhou faded his dark suit pants below his knees, and sat on the ground neatly dressed, letting Jiang Fang fiddle with the inspection.
At this time, the uniqueness of Nanzhou was revealed very clearly.
He not only has the slender shoulders, long legs and strong muscles and bones of a real man, but also has the beauty of a cartoon-style paper man.
His skin is luminous and bright, with excellent compatibility with light.
Body hair is very light, almost absent.
Solid gold to luminous leg loops hold the skin firmly in a striking contrast of color.
The circle of reddish smeared around it added a peculiar and different flavor.
Jiang Fang supported Nan Zhou's popliteal fossa and lifted one of his legs slightly.
He exerted light force and pressed the skin around the golden ring.
Fortunately, the gold ring did not leave burns or streaks on the skin.
But it fits snugly with the thigh.
Jiang Fang's fingers penetrated the inside of the golden ring and turned around, his eyebrows slightly condensed.
… There is a circle of dark lines with extremely strong friction in the golden ring, and there is no way to naturally slide down along the texture of the skin.
If you remove it forcibly, you may be injured.
Jiang Fang asked him, "Does your feeling affect your activities?"
Nan Zhou tried to bend and stretch his legs: "No."
The thickness of the gold ring is average, and it does not affect anything.
Jiang Fang: "Kick me."
Nan Zhou understood his intention: "Well."
When the words fell, he swept his foot and swept towards Jiang Fang's neck.
Jiang Fang turned slightly to one side, snatched his ankle, and measured the length of his ankle in the palm of his hand.
He smiled and clenched Nan Zhou's ankle: "It doesn't seem to matter."
Nan Zhou put his hands on the grass behind him: "Should I take it off?"
Even if there will be no bleeding and injury in this place, it must be painful enough to rub against the flesh like this.
"Don't. It's pretty nice." Jiang Fang gently stopped, "And there are decorations here."
Saying that, he flicked the other small golden ring on top of the golden ring with his fingers for decoration.
The golden rings collided, making a pleasant metallic sound.
Jiang Fang said: "If you hang a chain or accessories, 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 a dispensable existence.
Hearing what Jiang Fang said, he didn't care anymore.
He said, "Then let's go to sleep."
Jiang Fang was admiring him, thinking about what to decorate on it if he had the chance, when he heard Nan Zhou suddenly come, he was speechless for a while, and 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 sleeping, where are you going?"
… Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Nan Zhou grabbed the waist of his trousers and lifted it up in a rustling manner.
Hearing this, he said, "Of course I am with you."
The two of them lay down on the boundless field, covering the sky and walking on the grass.
Jiang Fang leaned on his arm and pretended to close his eyes to rest.
Nan Zhou said, "You are very beautiful."
The corners of Jiang Fang's mouth rose slightly: "Thank you."
Nan Zhou: "You look like this, 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 anymore.
… If you are like yourself, then 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 the squirrel town, Jiang Fang accurately stated the fireworks display time in the town.
At that time, Jiang Fang obviously concealed something from them.
Nan Zhou did not pursue it, so he let it go.
But now, Nan Zhou has a new idea.
Nan Zhou asked, "Have you played Gravity before?"
Jiang Fang's heartbeat accelerated: "Why do you ask that?"
Nan Zhou's undisguised straight shot hit his heart instantly: "Have you ever planted an apple tree for a character?"
"I… "
When things came to an end, Jiang Fang lost his words again.
He was ashamed to open up about the tenderness he once had.
Because once he admits it, he must answer Nan Zhou's next question.
"Why?"
Why have you seen Nan Zhou long ago, but pretended not to know him
Why plant a tree for him whom he has never met
The funny thing is that Jiang Fang was even willing to die to see Nan Zhou, but he just couldn't express his love and heart.
The past is gone, what's the point of acknowledging it
Jiang Fang would rather go step by step, step by step, as he is now, rather than fast-forward their relationship too much.
That would give Jiang Fang a panic that he was about to deviate.
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 believed that something was wrong with his body.
Therefore, it is necessary to ensure sleep and restore the influence 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 propped up 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, it brought a little warmth and the aroma of fresh apples on him.
Jiang Fang leaned over and stared at him for a long time before leaning over and kissing his collar gently.
That bit of warmth and aroma naturally stained his lips.
Jiang Fang stroked his lips, and there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be so smart. You... just wait for me." :,