(The result is the same as last time...)
Through the cracks in the curtains, a ray of morning light shone into Ye Zi's bedroom. On the bed in the center of the room, Zhao Yingkong opened his eyes and looked at the light spots falling on the floor in ecstasy: between those bright eyes. In it, there is half a look of helplessness, half a girl's shame, maybe an illusion, and... a hint of happiness?
After being in a daze for a while, Zhao Yingkong lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl in his arms - after the failed assassination last night, an unscrupulous person once again used her as a fragrant and soft pillow, hugging her. I fell asleep most of the night.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but someone's sleeping posture was unusually "unruly", almost like an octopus, with his arms and legs tightly wrapped around her body; and someone's head was even more... Lying on her pillow all night, or more accurately, "buried" in her...
(Is my "feel" really...that good?)
Looking at the glistening corners of Ye Zi's mouth, Zhao Yingkong tilted her head and thought with some confusion: It's just two lumps of fat. As for what makes Ye Zi so addicted, doesn't she herself? Uh, it seems like there really isn’t…
If Ye Zi could hear Zhao Yingkong's heartfelt voice, she would probably protest at this moment: "Don't use your own size as a criterion!" However, Ye Zi seemed to be sleeping soundly at this time and did not make the slightest reaction. .
(If that’s the case, then…!)
The girl in her arms exhaled like blue, sending bursts of warm breath to Zhao Yingkong's chest, and the electric shock-like feeling made Zhao Yingkong feel itchy both in his body and in his heart. This strange and strange emotion made her a little upset. Her eyes swept around unconsciously, and finally, instinctively, they stopped at Ye Zi's snow-white... nape.
That's right, the sparring between the two was limited to ten days, and it didn't end at this moment... When Zhao Yingkong came back to his senses and realized this, his eyes suddenly focused: Now, I'm afraid it is an excellent opportunity!
In order to avoid waking up the girl in his arms, Zhao Yingkong relied on his strong body control and while keeping his body motionless, he slowly stretched out his smooth right arm and reached for the wooden dagger on the bedside table: The battle in the middle of the night After that, Ye Zi disarmed her weapon and threw it there. This oversight doomed her...
"Wasting precious time to sleep in is a sin that even the gods will not forgive~"
Just when Zhao Yingkong's fingertips were about to touch the dagger, a plain hand came first, and the two fingers of the index and middle stood together to form a sword, and it was accurately placed on her Hao wrist, preventing her from making any progress. At the same time, Ye Zi's silver bell-like voice also sounded in her arms... Although Ye Zi, who was deeply trapped between the two dumplings, sounded a bit muffled and seemed extremely weird, but the smiling tone, It was still clearly distinguishable, which made Zhao Yingkong sigh softly, stop his movements, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
(It seems that there is no chance this time, but...)
Zhao Yingkong, who realized this, retracted her arm helplessly. However, she obviously did not intend to let go of this little devil girl who had repeatedly teased her: she saw her retracted right arm wrapped around the back of Ye Zi's head. Go up, hug her tightly into your arms, and then hug her tighter and tighter, hug her tighter and tighter, hug her tighter and tighter...
"Gu~~Gu...? Gu...!"
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About fifteen minutes later, neatly dressed Ye Zi and Zhao Yingkong appeared in the corridor. As usual, Ye Zi had a faint smile on his face, and Zhao Yingkong still looked like an iceberg beauty, but Both of them had a faint red glow on their faces, making them look particularly suspicious.
(Meow, just now, the most outrageous and happiest way to die in the main god's space is almost born.)
If Ye Zi hadn't reacted after the initial addiction, he used tickling, [DATA EXPUNGED] and [DATA EXPUNGED] to force Zhao Yingkong to let her go, otherwise...
Just when Ye Zi was muttering to himself, another door at the end of the corridor opened, and Zhan Lan, who was yawning, slowly walked out. When she saw Ye Zi and the two of them, she didn't know what she thought of, and a flash of light flashed across her pretty face. There was a hint of blush, and then a weird "aunt's smile" appeared.
(Hey, wait a minute, Zhan Lan, couldn’t you have… used your mental power to scan!?)
However, Zhan Lan didn't say much, just left a teasing look, hummed a brisk melody, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. Zhao Yingkong, who realized something, had a cold face. Ye Zi's waist was pinched hard.
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After breakfast, Zhan Lan asked the two of them to put on their swimsuits and went to the beach at the door to play beach volleyball: she and Zhao Yingkong formed a team, while Ye Zi, who had superior reaction and speed, One person took on two positions and fought against both of them with his own strength.
Surprisingly, Ye Zi, who thought he could defeat the two opponents with his basic qualities, was beaten badly from the beginning: relying on the communication of the spiritual chain, the "tacit understanding" of Zhao Yingkong and Zhan Lan, It is comparable to professional players who have cooperated for many years; and through the vision of mental scanning, Zhao Yingkong perfectly displayed her precise judgment. Almost every hit was aimed at the blind spot of Ye Zi's movements.
Moreover, even with Ye Zi's extraordinary dynamic vision, he was still a little dizzy when faced with the five volleyballs tracing beautiful trajectories on the field. After all, the volleyball is so round and the beach is so white...
However, after a few rounds, Ye Zi finally adapted to their style of play, regained a bit of his own rhythm, and was barely able to play back and forth with them.
For the sport of beach volleyball, not only Ye Zi and Zhan Lan enjoyed it, but even Zhao Yingkong, who seemed indifferent on the surface, was also very involved in the game. The three of them spent almost the whole day except having lunch. In this sport, it was not until the red sun set that I returned to the villa with unfinished content, and Zhan Lan prepared dinner.
And just when the three of them finished their dinner and Zhan Lan took Ye Zi and Zhao Yingkong along and planned to chat for a while, there was a weak knock on the door at the front door of the villa.
"Well, it's Zheng Zha and the others who came back from fishing. I'll open the door." Zhan Lan's mental energy swept away, and the scene outside the door immediately came into her mind. But after getting up from the sofa, she was not sure. He muttered: "But except for Chu Xuan, they all seem to be in a strange state?"
(Tsk, could it be that Colonel Chu caught some kind of anti-type thing and cleared their sanity?)
Fortunately, the actual situation was not as exaggerated as Ye Zi had guessed: Zhang Jie and Na'er just had their common sense challenged and were a little doubtful of what they had seen in the past thirty hours; while Zheng Zha and Ling Dian had their mentality affected. A serious blow - their self-esteem was as if someone had shot it with a Gauss pistol for a day and a night, and it could not be broken anymore.
Ling Dian's reaction was okay. He just had a dark face and took his female brother (since there is a male mother, it would be reasonable for the female brother) to go up to the second floor without saying a word; while Zheng Zha held his head. Squatting in the corner of the living room, like Mrs. Xianglin, she murmured depressedly: "I'm so stupid, really, I shouldn't call myself the fishing prince of Laoshizi..."
Faced with Zhan Lan's concerned inquiry, his answer was also unclear.
"Fish, big fish, tiger shark."
This is his most repeated sentence.
Under Ye Zi's speechless gaze, Chu Xuan walked over as if nothing had happened and sat on the sofa opposite her. He seemed to be talking to her, but also to himself, sighing inexplicably.
"I don't know if I will catch a fish in the next second, I don't know what kind of fish I will catch in the next second, I don't know why I can catch a fish so easily, such unknown..."
"feel good."