Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

During dinner, Zhou Zhi and Jin Mang were separated by the Yangtze River, which was longer than it was wide. They couldn't even see each other's faces, let alone talk.

Zhou Zhi rolled his eyes and fixed his gaze on the legendary woman, Aunt Li, while Aunt Li just watched them eat diligently with a professional smile on her face.

Zhou Zhi silently praised him as a "good actor" in his heart and kept quiet.

When I was sleeping at night, as everyone knows, Jin Mang came knocking on the door again.

Tonight she saw with her own eyes that Aunt Li went into the room next to her to rest, and Jin Mang's knock on the door was so loud that it was impossible for her not to hear it. It can only be said that people who can play the protagonist are very reserved, just like Aunt Li. Zhou Zhi didn't believe that she couldn't hear the knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Zhou Zhi opened the door for Jin Mang, and Jin Mang came in again as a matter of course, lifted the quilt obediently, and lay peacefully on the side of Zhou Zhi's bed like a corpse.

Zhou Zhi sneered.

And I know to leave half the space for her.

Without saying a word, she lay down and took up the other side of the bed.

Just wait, tomorrow this unmotivated NPC will have to look down on her again.

She turned sideways, stared at his face for just a few seconds, then grabbed his ear.

Maybe the weather is getting colder?

His ears are thin and red.

She rubbed him, treating him completely as a plaything.

Her eyelids were thin, and the fine blood vessels were very obvious on her fair face. Her eyelashes were very thick, black and straight. Zhou Zhi leaned close to blow on them, and each eyelash was clearly visible, but she was unmoved. Her nose was also straight, with a very high nose bridge. She moved her eyes downward, pursed her thin lips, as if she was unhappy, and looked a little cold and dull.

It really looks elegant.

Zhou Zhi nodded seriously and clapped his hands: "It's a good-looking NPC."

Since no one saw her immature thoughts and evil desires, she was naturally happy to have fun in the dark.

But poor Jin Mang could only breathe lightly and shallowly and let her do whatever she wanted.

But after a while, Zhou Zhi retreated to a safe area and was in good spirits, so he started to stay up late.

It was getting colder in the second half of the night. Zhou Zhi felt that his back was too cold, so he pulled the quilt over his head.

The hazy moonlight leaked in through the tightly drawn curtains and onto his exposed fingers, and the subtle texture trembled slightly in a corner where no one knew about it.

Jin Mang closed his eyes and heard a whispering sound in his ears.

It’s Zhou Zhi who is still staying up late.

Jin Mang's lips were tightly pursed without any movement.

Zhou Zhi giggled. His phone was out of battery, so he turned over and looked for a charging cable to charge it. He was reluctant to go to sleep, so he continued to play in this position and continued to carry Jin Mang on his back.

I didn't even know when Jin Mang turned sideways.

Jin Mang slowly opened his eyes. This was clearly only his second time here, but he did not make any big movements. He just stared at the back of her head.

The moonlight spread from his body to her back, as if secretly establishing some special relationship between them.

This relationship is unique and only visible to him.

The long fingers stroked the hair. The fingers were like cold white porcelain, and the hair was like scattered ink. The contact of the two seemed like a combination of reality and illusion, and they were in perfect harmony.

Jin Mang sighed deeply in his heart, but no one knew it in the dead of night.

Only those who have gone off track can understand.

Only then did he know that he was himself, and when the sky brightened and the moon set, he could only be that ordinary Jin Mang who couldn't even smile too much.

So while the night can protect him, let him be a lover for a while longer.

A small bunch of hair in the palm of my hand gradually became warm.

……

At daybreak, Zhou Zhi propped up his head and looked at Jin Mang who was gradually waking up. He saw that his confused eyes gradually turned back to indifference and were covered with gray again.

Zhou Zhi blocked his lips as he was about to say something cold: "Shh..."

Then he smiled mysteriously: "Take a look?"

Zhou Zhi's eyes moved, Jin Mang followed her eyes and saw his hands and her hair.

To be precise, his hand was tightly grasping a lock of her black hair.

Objectively speaking, it was his fault.

Objectively speaking, he is just an objective NPC.

He is not her, he is a person with feelings.

Jin Mang knew this clearly. He was not as good as anyone else, so he was destined to be just an ordinary one in this world, even as an NPC.

He is no match for her.

A sour feeling arose at the root of his tongue, spreading to the tip of his tongue, almost gnawing at his spirit.

"I am right."

It is true that he has no emotions, but he also seems to have no reason.

This is how he should speak and act step by step.

There is no logic, it just says what an NPC should say and do.

Zhou Zhi pried his hands apart.

Those hands are warm, with the warmth of a human being; those hands are cold, with the coldness of an inhuman being.