Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

"Is there any problem with this invitation?" Qi Leren told Ning Zhou when he returned home. Of course, he didn't say he secretly bought a ring. He also planned to surprise Ning Zhou next month. .

Ning Zhou took the invitation carefully and read it again: "There is no demon breath."

"Really? I doubt Su He very much." Qi Leren frowned, subconsciously suspecting that the soulless guy.

Su He seems to be able to interfere with the task to some extent, such as increasing the difficulty of the task, such as disturbing the story of the task, and even directly entering the task of the copy form when necessary-for example, the two of the castle horror and the star death reality show Copy task.

"If the laptop computer reappears, he will definitely follow me. He will surely find that I lied to him ... In fact, in the previous Dragon Ant Queen mission, I also doubt that there is Su He's handwriting." Qi Leren put My guess came out.

Because it is too coincidental.

[Leviathan's eyeballs] he received in the interstellar death reality show is exactly from the monster released by Su He, and this eyeball is precisely aimed at the power of the devil of power-twice the layout of her fanatics Enchantment.

Judging from the props that can be used to make props, this eyeball is not necessarily the creation of Su He.

In the entire underground ant city mission, Qi Leren is just a chess piece pushed onto the table. The dragon ant queen, the power demon king, the killing demon king and the prophet are all involved, including Ning Zhou ... and Su He seems to be missing. It never appeared, but with Qile's understanding of him, he is not a person who will stand by and watch this kind of liveliness.

If we use the results to deduce the purpose of Su He ...

"There isn't an iron plate between the Devil and the Devil of Power ... probably." Qi Leren guessed blindly.

"Ok."

"Let me think about it ... otherwise I won't do this task. It will be acceptable if I deduct 300 days." Qi Leren said distressedly that all 300 days earned from the underground Ant City should be filled in !!

"I'll accompany you." Ning Zhou said.

"You mean to do this task?"

"Ok."

"Will it be dangerous ..." Qi Leren worried.

"will not."

"What if a laptop appears?"

"Use half field, 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 fast. If he just hid it in the semi-realm as soon as it appeared, or simply let Ning Zhou hide it ...

But this requires a premise-this task was not intentionally designed by Su He.

"Tomorrow I will ask the Prophet and let him count." Qi Leren said.

"What is the hexagram?" Ning Zhou asked.

Qi Leren was dumbfounded for a while, then said: "... is a type of divination."

The two started a discussion about divination. Qi Leren popularized Zhou Yi. Ning Zhou listened very carefully, but his face clearly said "Who am I? Where are these?" confused.

Qi Leren couldn't help but feel more and more that his boyfriend was really cute. He couldn't help but grab his face and kissed his face. The temperature and breathing of his lover exacerbated the hunger of the skin. Trivia.

"Aya said you painted a portrait for me, would you still paint?" Qi Leren asked.

Ning Zhou was silent for a while and nodded.

"What's so shy about it, it's good to draw, what else can you do? Can you sing?" Qi Leren imagined Ning Zhou singing, and a strong sense of disobedience surged up.

"meeting."

"... You really do!" Qi Leren was startled.

"I was a choir when I was young," Ning Zhou said.

Qi Leren could not help but opened his mouth and looked at Ning Zhou for a long time stupidly. In his mind, a small Ning Zhou wearing a small dress standing in the choir singing, apparently so handsome and cute, but like an adult Singing praises solemnly.

God, he has that —————————— so cute!

Qi Leren regrets that he has never seen Ning Zhou's childhood.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Zhou asked, worried as Qi Leren shook his face in his arms and shuddered.

"It's all right, I'm a little excited." Qi Leren sat up calmly, exhausted his life-long self-control and smoothed the expression on his face, and asked, "What other skills do you have?"

Ning Zhou thought for a while: "Play the piano."

"Great." Qi Leren praised. His boyfriend can sing and play the piano and draw! It's an artist!

Ning Zhou looked at him tenderly, and those blue eyes that made him fascinated under the light seemed to be gentle to drown someone.

"You have learned a lot, is there anything ... very special, others will not?" Qi Leren asked curiously.

Ning Zhou was troubled by this problem. He thought about it for a long time, and traced the ogre from the wild to think of the identification of antiquities. Each item is quite special, but it is not that no one else can.

In the end, Ning Zhou, who has been thinking for a long time, came up with a unique skill: "I can hatch penguin eggs."

"??????" Qi Leren widened his eyes and looked at his boyfriend in shock.

What is this ...

"Penguins near Yongwu Township, once one of the husband and wife dies, the other side will abandon the penguin eggs in the hatchery. If I see them, I will pick up the eggs that can still hatch."

——Shocked, how could my boyfriend hatch eggs? !!

Considering that Ning Zhou's body after being awakened is a giant dragon, it doesn't seem so strange to hatch eggs ...

Imagine Ning Zhou, the dragon who hatched eggs in a vault full of treasures, Qi Leren felt that he was going to be fainted.

Ning Zhou also introduced the method and time required to incubate the penguin eggs. He heard Qi Leren stumbling: "So you have to spend two or three months to carry the penguin eggs with you? You must pay attention to control at night Body temperature? Can't relax when going 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 ... really a good person." Qi Leren couldn't describe Ning Zhou in other words.

"I just want it to see the world." Ning Zhou said.

Even if the person who gently raised it will eventually leave and leave it alone to face this world full of suffering, maybe it will struggle with hunger and cold all its life, but even so, the long extreme night will eventually pass It will find its partner and build a warm home with it in the snow.

Qi Leren suddenly became hot, and lowered his eyes.

It is such a person who is gentle in heart and full of goodwill to the world, but cannot be treated tenderly by the world.

He doesn't even complain about fate, even if he is so innocent. He just wanted to do his best to live every day, and every day might be the last day.

"Let me paint a picture again." Qi Leren whispered softly.

The request was gentle and irresistible.

So Ning Zhou picked up his paintbrush, and Qi Leren sat in front of the windowsill, nervous.

I don't know what Ning Zhou will paint him.

Thinking about it, Qi Leren could not help but start to trim his hair, and lifted up a handful of hair in his ears. It won't be smooth without some water.

"I'll go to the bathroom first!" Qi Leren sat up from the window sill, hurriedly came to the bathroom, combed his hair with a wet comb, tidy his clothes, and finally meditated in the mirror—whether or not A makeup?

Even if it is a man, it will be useful after learning this skill. When walking on the road, Qi Leren 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 be improved by fixing foundation on the eyebrows and concealing the acne marks.

Although walking through women's clothing, acting as a cheerleader, good at makeup, and even imitating female voices-Chen Baiqi taught, sometimes it works-but Qi Le people still have a "straight male" hold.

After struggling for more than ten seconds, Qi Leren restrained and returned to the window sill.

Even though it is already night, the hometown of dusk is still dusk, and the sunset tonight is extraordinarily gorgeous, but this gorgeous did not last for long. Qi Leren leaned on the bay window and stared at Ning Zhou, who was painting. The tenderness that flowed out made him all surprised. Why did people have such a strong feeling for another person?

It's as if that soul that has violated man's rationality has reshaped his soul once.

This is indeed the case.

In the sacred tomb garden deep in his soul, those white roses are blooming because of this love.

As the sky gradually darkened, Qi Leren glanced out the window, and the dense rain clouds began to converge, and it was about to rain.

Sure enough, not long after, the heavy raindrops of the beans hit the glass windows, and the meandering water traces fell down the transparent glass. Qi Leren looked at the raindrops outside the window, and also at the rain clouds outside the window, all he wanted was to be able to thunder.

If it thunders, he can get into Ning Zhou's bed and sleep with him.

He also remembered that under the eaves of that rainy day, he set up a newly added person in front of Ning Zhou-afraid of thunder.

God knew that he wasn't afraid at all. Every time on a thunderstorm night, he closed the doors and windows and happily played the game. When he was tired, he covered his head and fell asleep.

But when it comes to acting skills, Qi Leren thinks he won't lose. The only trouble now is that the weather will probably not thunder!

"It's raining, I don't know if it will be thunder." Qi Leren said, and glanced at Ning Zhou secretly.

Since Ning Zhou can stop the rain, it is not a problem to let a thunder shower around this area, right?

Ning Zhou stopped his paintbrush, got up, walked to the window sill and glanced at Yuyun, saying, "No, it's just ordinary Yuyun."

"..." 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 would be quite relaxed and happy to not thunder!

"Do you just hope that there will be no thunder?" Qi Leren asked quietly, still a little angry in the depression.

Ning Zhou nodded.

Qi Leren is really desperate, and her boyfriend's EQ is not a little problem! He didn't know that sometimes a couple just needed such a small excuse and then took the opportunity to hold me together? !!

"You said that you are afraid of thunder, then it's better to never have thunderstorms, so you can sleep well." Ning Zhou said.

Qi Leren froze.

He suddenly understood where the gap between himself and Ning Zhou was. Ning Zhou loved him, a love that wanted to fulfill all his wishes. Qi Leren wanted him to live, and he lived well, even if it was painful. The selfish nature of humankind hardly exists in him. He uses love to satisfy the person he loves, not to satisfy himself.

Ke 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. Is Ning Zhou really willing? He always hopes that the person he loves can live in the sun and live happily. But if Qi Leren did this, he would only accept it, and try 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, seeing the glittering light in Qi Leren's eyes under the light.

Qi Leren sucked his nose, buried his face in Ning Zhou's neck, and took a bite on his collarbone.

Ning Zhou hugged him blankly, and stiffened uneasily.

"Why are you so stupid?"

"Have it?"

"Yes. But how could I be so lucky? I just met you."

The rainstorm hit the glass windows, countless raindrops converged and rolled down. These crisscrossing water marks turned the street lights outside the window into a dazzling yellow.

The sound of rain was about to drown out the sound of their talking, and they had to be close enough to hear the sound between each other's lips.

Gradually, I don't know who started, and their lips are no longer there.

Arms around the back of the neck, arms around the back of the waist, extremely lingering kisses unleashed the joy and sadness of the previous moment, so hot that the soul will be ignited.

In this narrow window sill surrounded by heavy rain, they countlessly counted down the upcoming proposal.

There is one month and three days before the founding day of the dusk town.