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Chapter 113 Cruise Ship Fantasy Night

The itching felt like a light touch, followed by a rapidly spreading shudder—the feather touched the water surface lightly, and even though it flew away, the ripples left behind continued to expand.

Lan Qiaoyi couldn't describe the feeling at that moment. The feeling of being touched by a sensitive point was like pleasure/sensation destroying one's reason. It taught people that they couldn't think, and could only become something in the palm of others.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

However, the call in his ear was still so serious - if it weren't for the fact that the arms bound around his waist were still so strong at this time, he might have believed that the other party really cared about him.

"I..." The boy blushed, his long black eyelashes trembled like a disturbed butterfly, from Yin Suze's point of view, the half-covered dark eyes sparkled with impatience , in the sunlight, refracted a cowardly spot of light.

"Let go of me, as..." He watched the oriental beauty in his arms panting lightly, then gritted his teeth and said the rest of the words in full:

"As a man, you can't rely on your father like this..."

It was light and fluffy, and the warning in it could even be ignored, but Yin Suze still darkened his eyes, and took his hand back with some regret and reluctance.

Even though the initial throbbing in his heart had grown unconsciously, and what was locked in his heart at this moment was a roaring wild beast coming out of the cage, but the man could only forcibly restrain himself.

It doesn't matter, the rose will eventually be held in my palm.

—He comforted himself like this.

……

As the two of them got deeper and the sky was getting late, Lan Qiaoyi finally approached the destination relying on the guidance of the memory of the "butcher" in the game scene.

He "skillfully" pushed aside the bushes in front of him, and stood in a relatively wide area where the trees were a bit messy. Then he turned his head and pursed his lips towards the man who was also holding an ax in his hand, feeling a little displeased. willingly said:

"arrive."

Yin Suze naturally did not ignore the way the other party dodged when he looked at him. He smiled, and the smile hidden under the shadow of the leaves was not seen by the other party.

"Dad, I won't..."

He raised the small ax in his hand in embarrassment, frowned pitifully, and froze in place, looking extremely dazed.

Lan Qiaoyi, who had his back turned to him, originally wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, and continued to search for trees that could be attacked, but the man didn't get a response, so he continued to call out persistently:

"Daddy, dear daddy box (oo)..."

Yin Suze looked at the boy's stiff back inch by inch, and finally restrained his smile when the boy's body moved slightly.

So when Lan Qiaoyi turned his head, he saw a really handsome man with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"..."

He didn't say a word, but still walked over, and under the guidance of the background memory provided in the game scene, he seriously talked about the methods and skills of cutting trees and swinging axes.

The men just listened quietly the whole time, causing Lan Qiaoyi to react in surprise after he finished speaking.

Maybe because he sensed his emotions, Yin Suze smiled. This smile brought back the feeling when the boy saw him at the beginning. Just when Lan Qiaoyi's heart was tightening, he didn't wait for him to stay away from the man. He heard the other party's voice again:

"Thank you dad for helping me, the forest is very dangerous, I will protect dad at all costs."

But the young man who was to be "protected" avoided his eyes, and hurriedly walked to a place not far from him, raised his head, and looked seriously at the tree in front of the two hugging each other.

Yin Suze didn't smile, but lowered his head and was thinking about something.

……

As the sun was sinking, Lan Qiaoyi waved his ax nonchalantly, but when he looked up, he saw the thick tree trunk with a gap in it, and decided to give up completely.

The reason why I gave up cutting trees is not only because of this reason, but more importantly...

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the sharp ax tightly clenched in his hand, took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the trembling in his hands, and turned around slowly.

"son--"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Lan Qiaoyi stared blankly at the deserted forest, a little dazed.

when?

Only now did he panic completely, and subconsciously wanted to call out:

"Yin... you brat, where have you been!"

The name that came out of his mouth was swallowed abruptly, Lan Qiaoyi's face turned pale, and he suddenly felt that he was alone and helpless.

When did the man leave?Why not tell yourself?Did he already know...

More and more complicated thoughts swarmed into his mind, until the slightly trembling hand that hung down touched something cold, which made him suddenly come back to his senses.

Lan Qiaoyi looked down, only to realize that it was the leather water bottle that the "butcher" must hang on his waist every time he went out.

a bit heavy...

His eyes were a little distracted.

[Host, let's go find him, otherwise we don't know what will happen. ]

The voice of 039 in his head was like a clear spring, which immediately calmed down Lan Qiaoyi.

"Yes, I'm going to find him... Yes, I'm going to find him now!"

The boy tightened the water bottle around his waist a little more, and became more and more calm between the movements.

"Crunch——" The sound of leaves being trampled sounded in the silent forest. Because of the dark sky, Lan Qiaoyi was more cautious, trying to avoid accidents as much as possible.

It's just that the so-called accident is unexpected.

"Ah——" Lan Qiaoyi kicked his foot in the air, only to hear a sound of "cracking", and then there appeared at his feet a small, not too big, just enough to accommodate a moderately sized wild boar. big hole.

The young man only had time to close his eyes, and thought weakly: Which hunter's trap is it!

……

——The person who fell on the ground seemed unable to stand up for a while.

Jean Raymond slowed down and walked towards the man who tried to support himself but failed one after another without haste. The sound of musk deer leather boots stepping on the fallen leaves was rustling. As he walked, On the one hand, he took off his large black hood.

"Let--"

The girl beside her was smiling, as if she wanted to get close to her, but the tall man quietly avoided her.

Chi Tang had no choice but to retract the hand that was about to touch the dagger at the opponent's waist in resentment, his eyes darkened.

"You are so indifferent."

Jean kept silent, but frowned, not concealing his disgust for the "teammate" beside him.

From the first time he saw the other party, even though his teammate had a beautiful face praised by ordinary people, the man still couldn't help feeling against him.

The feeling of encountering the breath of similar people is really terrible.

It's just because the other party has become teammates with me because of this damn game.

But when I thought that I was not the only one who felt irritable, I felt a lot better.

——It’s just a masked man who is good at disguising himself, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would see the process of the mask on this teammate's face shattering so quickly.

elder brother.

Almost when he saw the slender figure, Chi Tang moved his lips in surprise, and said two words silently.

At this time, Lan Qiaoyi sat up awkwardly from the ground, touched his forehead with Yi Zhe's bright white wrist, and then looked around in a daze.

... Didn't he fall into a trap?

How can you still see these trees on the ground?

Just when he was a little confused, he saw two black shadows spreading from the ground in front of him.

— There is someone behind!

It's just that this kind of cognition is a step late.

When the fair and beautiful young man was lightly lifted by the collar by the tall man in the black cloak, he almost screamed, but the words he was about to blurt stopped because of the sudden pain he felt.

The moment his body left the ground, Lan Qiaoyi felt a dull pain in his right ankle.

Should he be called lucky?Just a sprained ankle.

It's just that such thoughts disappeared when he was put in front of a tree by the person who grabbed him, sat on the ground and looked up.

Looking at the familiar and delicate face, Lan Qiaoyi almost thought he was hallucinating.

"You... who are you?"

He hasn't left the game yet, and the character design cannot collapse.

"You are Rudolph's son?"

Jean asked.

Lan Qiao Yi Wenyan looked at the man beside Chi Tang, and when he saw his face clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

The man was tall and tall, with deep facial features. Because of the deep blue eyes, he looked a little melancholy and reticent, but such a restrained man had a head of golden hair. Some strange sense of incongruity.

Wouldn't it look better if it was black...

Chi Tang looked at the pale but still surprisingly good-looking young man with his eyes gradually loosened, he pursed his lips, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his expression.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

It wasn't Lan Qiaoyi who looked at him first.

Rang glanced sideways at the girl, and then looked at the target person who was a little delirious just now, feeling a bit preoccupied.

"I……"

Only then did Lan Qiaoyi realize how dangerous his state was just now.

"Your father asked us to kill you."

Chi Tang told him the purpose of the two without hesitation.

Jean frowned, but didn't interrupt.

"my father?"

For some reason, it is clearly a moment of life and death, but Lan Qiaoyi's attention is strangely biased towards unimportant places:

The butcher's father must be very old, right?

You are so old, you still want to kill your son, why?

But in the next second, he realized something, and this thought that suddenly appeared in his mind made the boy's heart tremble suddenly.

Because Lan Qiaoyi suddenly saw the woven linen sandals on his feet.

This pair of sandals was once worn on... Yin Suze's feet.

[Jiujiu, with so many infinite copies, there will always be props for role swapping, right? ]

[Yes. ]

039's affirmation was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard.

"When did I, my father, hire you?"

Lan Qiaoyi felt his heart beating like a "pound bang—" and his only thought was to delay the time as much as possible.

There will always be a way... there must be a way.

He hinted to himself over and over again in his heart, but he still looked very calm on the surface.

Instead, Ling Rang took a few more glances.

"When you're apart, it's hands-on time."

The foreigner with deep blue eyes spoke slowly, his voice had some strange accents, but it wasn't unpleasant, and there was a hint of elegance in it.

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