"There's nothing wrong with this invitation, right?" Qi Leren told Ning Zhou about the matter after returning home. Of course he didn't mention that he secretly went to buy a ring. He planned to surprise Ning Zhou next month. .
Ning Zhou took the invitation letter and read it carefully: "There is no devil's breath."
"Really? I doubt Su He very much." Qi Leren frowned, subconsciously suspicious of that lingering guy.
Suhe seems to be able to interfere with missions to some extent, such as increasing the difficulty of missions, interfering with mission plots, and even directly entering missions in the form of dungeons when necessary—for example, the two dungeons of Cry of the Castle and Star Death Reality Show Task.
"If the laptop appears again, he will definitely track it down, and he will definitely find out that I lied to him... Actually, I also doubt that Su He was responsible for the previous mission of the Dragon Ant Queen." The conjecture was spoken.
Because it was such a coincidence.
The [Leviathan's Eyeball] he obtained in the Star Death reality show came from the monster released by Su He, and this eyeball happened to be aimed at the power of the Demon King of Power—twice destroyed the plan arranged by her fanatics. Enchantment.
Judging from the props that the Prophet can make, this eyeball may not be Su He's creation.
In the whole mission of the underground ant city, Qi Le people are just a pawn pushed onto the table, and the Dragon Ant Queen, Power Demon King, Killing Demon King and Prophet are all involved, including Ning Zhou... and Su He seems to be missing, He never showed up at all, but based on what Qi Le people knew about him, he was not someone who would stand by and watch such excitement.
If the results are used to deduce the purpose of Su He...
"The Demon King of Deceit and the Demon King of Power are not monolithic... probably." Qi Leren guessed.
"Um."
"Let me think about it...or I won't do this task, and the deduction of 300 days is barely acceptable." Qi Leren said distressedly, and all the 300 days earned from the underground ant city must be filled in!
"I'll accompany you." Ning Zhou said.
"You mean to do this mission?"
"Um."
"Will it be dangerous..." Qi Le asked worriedly.
"Won't."
"What if the laptop shows up?"
"Use the half domain to hide it." Ning Zhou said.
Qi Leren thought about it. Now he doesn't know how long after each laptop appears, Su He will get the news, but judging from the only two experiences so far, Su He's appearance is not too fast. If he had hidden it in the semi-domain as soon as it appeared, or simply let Ning Zhou hide it...
But there must be a premise - this task was not deliberately designed by Su He.
"Tomorrow, I'll ask the Prophet and let him do a fortune telling." Qi Leren said.
"What is divination?" Ning Zhou asked.
Qi Leren was dumbfounded for a while, and then said: "...it's a kind of divination."
The two started a discussion on divination. Qi Leren popularized the Book of Changes, and Ning Zhou listened carefully, but his face clearly said "Who am I and where am I? What the hell is this?" Puzzled.
Qi Leren couldn't help laughing, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that his boyfriend was so cute, he couldn't help leaning over to rub his face, the body temperature and breathing of his lover intensified the hunger of the skin, the two hugged each other, talking intimately Small talk.
"Aya said you drew a portrait of me, but you can still draw?" Qi Leren asked.
Ning Zhou was silent for a while, then nodded.
"What's there to be shy about? It's good to be able to draw. What else do you want? Can you sing?" Qi Leren imagined Ning Zhou singing, and a strong sense of disobedience surged up.
"meeting."
"...you really know it!" Qi Le was startled.
"I was in the choir when I was young," Ning Zhou said.
Qi Leren couldn't help but opened his mouth, and looked at Ning Zhou foolishly for a long time, and the image of Xiao Ning Zhou in a small dress standing in the choir singing appeared in his mind. Singing praises with a serious face.
God, he's so———— cute!
Qi Leren regretted that he had never seen Ning Zhou when he was a child.
"What's wrong with you?" Ning Zhou asked worriedly as he watched Qi Leren trembling with his face covered in his arms.
"It's okay, I'm a little excited." Qi Leren sat up calmly, exhausted all his self-control to smooth the expression on his face, and asked, "What skills do you have?"
Ning Zhou thought for a while: "Play the piano."
"Amazing." Qi Le people praised. His boyfriend can sing, play the piano and draw! What an artist!
Ning Zhou looked at him tenderly, those blue eyes that made his heart beat unceasingly flowed with a tenderness that seemed to drown people under the light.
"You've learned a lot. Is there anything... special that others don't know?" Qi Leren asked curiously.
This question stumped Ning Zhou. He thought about it for a long time, from tracking ogres in the wild to identifying ancient objects.
Finally, Ning Zhou thought for a long time and came up with a unique skill: "I can hatch penguin eggs."
"???!!!" Qi Leren widened his eyes, looking at his boyfriend in shock.
This... what is this operation
"Penguins near Neverland, once one of the couple dies, the other will abandon the hatching penguin eggs. If I see them, I will pick up the eggs that can still hatch." Ning Zhou said.
—Shocked, my boyfriend can hatch eggs? !
Considering that Ning Zhou's awakened body is a giant dragon, it doesn't seem so strange to be able to hatch eggs...
Imagining the giant dragon Ningzhou hatching eggs in a vault full of treasures, Qi Leren felt that he was going to be so cute that he would faint.
Ning Zhou also introduced the method of incubating penguin eggs and the time required, and Qi Le was stunned: "So you have to spend two or three months carrying penguin eggs with you? You should pay attention to control when you sleep at night." Body temperature? Can’t relax when you have to go out to perform tasks? After hatching, you have to help it adapt to the life of the penguin colony until it can live independently?”
Ning Zhou nodded.
"You... are really a good person." Qi Leren couldn't use other words to describe Ning Zhou.
"I just want it to see the world." Ning Zhou said.
Even if the person who raised it tenderly will eventually leave, leaving it to face this world full of suffering alone, maybe it will struggle with hunger and cold all its life, but even so, the long polar night will eventually pass , it will find its own partner and build a warm home with it in the ice and snow.
Qi Leren's eyes suddenly felt hot, and he lowered his eyes.
It is such a person who is gentle in heart and full of kindness to the world, but he cannot be treated gently by this world.
He doesn't even complain about fate, even though he is so innocent. He just wants to do his best to live every day, and every day may be the last day.
"Draw me another portrait." Qi Leren said softly.
The request was so tender and tender that it was impossible to refuse.
So Ning Zhou picked up the paintbrush, and Qi Leren sat in front of the window sill, feeling a little nervous.
I don't know what Ning Zhou will paint him like.
Thinking about it, Qi Leren couldn't help tidying up his hair. He raised a bunch of hair around his ear, and quickly suppressed it. Damn it, why is it still sticking up? It won't be smooth if you don't touch some water.
"I'll go to the bathroom first!" Qi Leren sat up from the window sill, hurried to the bathroom, combed his hair with a wet comb, rearranged his clothes, and finally meditated in the mirror—whether or not? makeup
Even men will find it useful after learning this skill. Now when walking on the road, Qi Le people can not only see the makeup on the girl's face at a glance, but also think about the man she is holding. How much can the face value be improved by trimming the eyebrows, putting some foundation on the brows, and then applying some concealer to the acne marks.
Although he wears women's clothing, has acted as a gay man, is good at makeup, and even imitates female voices—Chen Baiqi taught him that sometimes it works—but Qi Le people still have a "straight man" in their hearts.
After struggling for more than ten seconds, Qi Leren restrained himself and returned to the window sill.
Even though it's nightfall, it's still dusk in the land of dusk, and the sunset glow tonight is extraordinarily gorgeous, but this splendor didn't last long. Qi Le people leaned on the bay window and stared intently at Ning Zhou who was painting. The outpouring of tenderness made him feel surprised, why do people have such strong feelings for another person
It was as if, that love that violated man's rationality reshaped his soul once again.
And it is true.
In the garden of the Holy Sepulcher deep in his soul, those white roses bloomed because of this love.
As the sky gradually darkened, Qi Leren glanced out the window, thick rain clouds began to gather, and it seemed that it was going to rain.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the big raindrops to hit the glass window, and the winding water trails slid down the transparent glass. Qi Leren looked at the raindrops and the rain clouds outside the window, thinking that it would be great if there was thunder.
If there is thunder, he can get into Ning Zhou's bed and sleep with him.
He was still thinking about the newly added character set for himself under the eaves of that rainy day in front of Ning Zhou-afraid of thunder.
God knows that he is not afraid at all. Every thunderstorm night, he closes the doors and windows and plays games happily. When he is tired, he covers his head and sleeps until dawn.
But when it comes to showing acting skills like this, Qi Le people think that they will not lose. The only problem now is that there is a possibility that there will be no thunder in this weather!
"It's raining, I don't know if there will be thunder." Qi Leren said, taking a peek at Ning Zhou.
Since Ning Zhou can stop the rain, it wouldn't be a problem if there was a thunderstorm in the surrounding area, right
Ning Zhou stopped his brush, got up and walked to the window sill to look at Yuyun and said, "No, it's just an ordinary rain cloud."
"..." Qi Leren held his forehead in despair, what should I do if my boyfriend is too upright? Listening to his tone, I found that it was quite relaxed and happy not knowing how to thunder!
"Is that all you hope there will be no thunder?" Qi Leren asked quietly, a little angry amidst depression.
Ning Zhou nodded.
Qi Leren is really going to despair, her boyfriend's EQ is not the slightest problem! Doesn't he know that couples sometimes need such a small excuse to hug each other and make love to each other? !
"You say you're afraid of thunder, so it's better that there will never be thunderstorms, so you can sleep well." Ning Zhou said.
Qi Le was stunned.
He suddenly understands the gap between himself and Ning Zhou. Ning Zhou loves him, the love that hopes to fulfill all his wishes. Qi Le people want him to live, so he will live well, even if it is painful. The selfish nature of human beings is hardly present in him, and he uses love to satisfy those he loves, not to satisfy himself.
But Qi Le people are not like this, he also understands that many of his wishes are based on Ning Zhou's pain, he said that he is willing to accompany Ning Zhou to hell, but is Ning Zhou really willing? He always hopes that the people he loves can live in the sun and live happily. But if Qi Leren did this, he would just accept it, and do his best to make him happy, even in hell.
Because this is the wish of Qile people.
"What's wrong with you?" Ning Zhou asked nervously when he saw the flash of light in Qi Leren's eyes under the light.
Qi Leren sniffed, buried his face in Ning Zhou's neck, and lightly bit his collarbone.
Ning Zhou hugged him blankly, his body stiffened uneasily.
"Why are you so stupid?"
"Have it?"
"Yes. But how could I be so lucky? I just happened to meet you."
The heavy rain hit the glass window, and countless raindrops gathered together and rolled down. These criss-cross water marks turned the street lamp outside the window into a colorful haze.
The sound of the rain was about to drown out their voices, and they had to get very close to hear the voice between each other's lips.
Gradually, I don't know who started, and there is no distance between their lips.
Arms around the back of the neck, arms around the back of the waist, the extremely lingering kiss jerky vented the joy and sorrow of the previous moment, so hot that the soul would be ignited.
In this narrow windowsill surrounded by heavy rain, they tacitly counted down the countdown to their upcoming marriage proposal.
There is still one month and three days left before the establishment day of Twilight Township.
[The third copy: Gangster Empire]