Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Xie Fei and his friends had finally visited all the shops in the ghost market, except for a theater that had never opened.

There are fourteen shops in the ghost market.

Wine, sugar, tea and snacks can all be exchanged for recovery food items with copper coins, and the effects are much better than those bought in the mall.

In the studio, you can pay the NPC inside to draw a portrait for you. The portrait will generate an A-level prop that can protect the owner from damage in times of crisis.

Then there are the clothing stores.

When Xie Fei and his friends got there, they saw a lot of people gathered at the door. When they got closer, they found out that the owner of the clothing store was short of a model. As soon as they approached, the owner took a fancy to Zhou Xing and insisted that he come to help her try on clothes.

These clothes are also props. Simply put, they keep you warm in spring and cool in summer and also have defensive functions.

Thanks to the European Emperor, each of them received a piece of clothing for free.

When you first get it, it's just a piece of cloth. After it's bound, it will change according to the owner's wishes. But it can't always change at will. Only the first time is free. There will be a fee for subsequent uses, and there is also a cooling-off period.

Zhou Xing's shirt turned into a black shirt.

Xie Fei was wearing a white T-shirt.

Chen Xuan is just a pair of casual pants.

They are all commonly worn styles, but Jiang Zhi turned this prop into a small white shoulder bag.

Chen Xuan understood it immediately, gave a thumbs up and said, "You are really thoughtful."

Jiang Zhi has all kinds of bags, in which he puts all kinds of medicines and small props out of habit, just in case the game backpack can no longer be used one day, it can be used as a backup.

Although this situation is unlikely to happen unless the OL does it on purpose.

After they came out of the clothing store, they went to a music store. The owner loved music and had a natural liking for players who could play musical instruments.

Coincidentally, all four of them can play musical instruments.

Jiang Zhi was forced by his family to learn piano since he was a child.

Chen Xuan taught himself to play guitar in high school in order to pursue his goddess.

Xie Fei can also play the piano, but his best instrument is the erhu.

Chen Xuan was shocked and asked him why he learned this.

Xie Fei waved his hand indifferently and said, "I originally wanted to learn suona, but it was too noisy, so I changed to erhu."

Chen Xuan nodded seriously and said, "The erhu is pretty good."

Xie Fei went to see Zhou Xing and asked, "What can my brother do?"

There is a guqin on the table in front of Zhou Xing.

Xie Fei also followed his gaze, paused, and asked suspiciously: "Guqin?"

"Ah."

Xie Fei was surprised, it’s true!

Jiang Zhi exclaimed: "Brother Xing is so amazing."

Chen Xuan nodded in agreement. Guqin is very difficult to learn, and fewer and fewer people are learning it now.

"It's not my idea to learn it." Zhou Xing's voice was emotionless. "There just happened to be one in our ancestral home. My grandfather thought it was a pity and let me learn it casually."

Just learn it casually...the boss is the boss, and this statement is really insignificant.

When the boss saw them looking at the guqin, he asked them if they wanted to try it.

Xie Fei's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhou Xing expectantly, his expression clear on his face.

Zhou Xing rubbed his head, but still rejected him: "I'll play it for you when I have a chance, but not now."

"What a pity." The boss said with some regret: "This Changming Qin has not been played for many years. Legend has it that it was used by Emperor Zhou of Dayong."

Just a few words kept the two people here.

Xie Fei looked slightly startled and asked, "Zhou Jinli?"

The boss nodded: "It's him."

Xie Fei suddenly became interested. He had indeed seen a guitar in Zhou Jinli's book. It was a wedding gift given to him by Xie Zhixing.

It shouldn't be a wedding gift, it should be a birthday gift.

"Boss, can I see this piano?"

"Okay, but be careful."

Under Zhou Xing's gaze, Xie Fei walked to the piano table, plucked the strings with his fingers, and a crisp sound rang out. He reached his hand underneath and touched the dark corner of the piano. There was indeed some engraving, and he could vaguely tell that it was probably a name.

"This is not a real Changming Qin." Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, Zhou Xing frowned slightly, as if a little unhappy. He strode over and pulled the man up, his movements a little roughly.

The boss didn't get angry, but smiled and asked, "Why do you say that, sir?"

Zhou Xing said expressionlessly, "When I was a kid, I was playful and carved my name on the body of the zither, but you don't have one. It must have been copied from history."

What this means is that he has not only seen the Changming Qin, but it is also an antique owned by their family?

Xie Fei: ???

other people:……?

The boss' smile was already frozen, and when he heard him engrave his name on the piano, his mouth twitched a few times, and he spoke with gritted teeth: "So it's you, kid!"

Xie Fei sensed the boss's anger and quickly dragged Zhou Xing away. The boss's roar came from behind: "You, a fellow who doesn't know how to protect musical instruments, are not allowed to enter my shop again!"

Well, it’s obvious that I’ve been blacklisted by this store.

Xie Fei and the others stopped only when they could no longer hear the boss's roar.

He said helplessly: "Brother, don't say this kind of thing in the future. I have been blocked today."

Zhou Xing raised his chin slightly and said coldly: "You like that piano very much."

His tone was not questioning, Xie Fei shook his head and asked in confusion: "No, why do you think so?"

Zhou Xing lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, because he showed a very interested expression.

Xie Fei laughed at him. Being very interested means liking it? If that were the case, he would like a lot of things.

Zhou Xing suddenly raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, and said in a slightly cold tone: "I have always felt that being very interested can be regarded as liking."

Xie Fei's heart felt like it was being squeezed hard by an invisible hand, causing a suffocating pain.

"But you are different." Zhou Xing said again. He rubbed Xie Fei's ears and said in a gentler voice, "I like it very much."

Xie Fei opened his lips slightly, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, like a thorn. It didn't hurt, but it was a bit strange.

……

At night, after they returned to the villa, they heard the sound of the system.

Tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, and the theater has prepared a great show for all the players.

Xie Fei felt that there was something fishy going on, so he took out all the books about opera and sat in the living room with Jiang Zhi and Chen Xuan to look up information.

Maybe he was not in a good mood. Reading the densely packed words made his head swell and he felt sleepy. After a while, he fell asleep on the table.

Chen Xuan lowered his voice and said, "I admit that I did fall asleep while reading, but Brother Fei, aren't you falling asleep too quickly?"

Jiang Zhi originally wanted to wake up Brother Fei and ask him to go upstairs to rest, but he gave up the idea when he caught a glimpse of Brother Xing coming down from upstairs.

Just as she thought, Zhou Xing walked straight over, picked up Xie Fei, and walked upstairs.

Chen Xuan looked at their backs listlessly, yawned and said, "Shall we continue watching?"

"I don't want to watch it anymore." Jiang Zhishu threw it down, stood up and planned to go back to his room to rest.

"Okay." Since everyone had left, he didn't want to watch it anymore.

……

Xie Fei was already awake when he was picked up by him. He hooked his arm around Zhou Xing's neck and asked lazily, "If someone who interests me more appears one day, will you treat him the same way?"

In fact, this is not the first time he has had this idea.

I used to think Zhou Xing was indifferent to matters of the heart.

After hearing what he said today, I realized belatedly that this person might have an emotional disorder.

"What do you think?" Zhou Xing put him on the bed, grabbed Xie Fei's hand that had released his neck, and put it back on his shoulder, letting him continue to hook her, "How will I treat other people who interest me?"

Xie Fei paused for a moment, and just imagining it, he began to feel a little sour in his heart.

"Hold hands, hug and kiss...go..." He couldn't say the last word and it came out between his teeth.

"Go to bed." These two words were added by Zhou Xing.

He met Xie Fei's accusing eyes, looking somewhat pitiful.

"Yeah." Xie Fei's voice was a little hoarse.

That's what was done to him.

"But you haven't finished. What else have I done or said to you?" Zhou Xing kissed the top of his head and whispered, "Xie Fei, they are not you, and they will never become you."

Xie Fei swallowed, his heartbeat quickened, and he bit the tip of his tongue to calm himself down, fearing that Zhou Xing would hear him.

"Just because I said I was interested, you started to be distracted. Aren't you stupid, huh?"

Xie Fei: "So you know everything..."

This person must have done it on purpose!

Zhou Xing kissed the tip of his nose, with a hint of pleasure in her tone: "Because you look so cute when you're jealous, I want to see more."

Xie Fei turned his head away from his approaching face, hooked his hand around his neck and lifted up his long hair, and said in a muffled voice: "You have an emotional disorder."

"Well, how did you know that?" Zhou Xing neither admitted nor denied it.

Xie Fei avoided his burning gaze and whispered, "I guessed it."

"Your guess is pretty accurate, but I want to add something." Zhou Xing leaned over and pressed him down on the bed. The expression on his face was not the usual coldness, but a morbid madness that had never been seen before. There was a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he had set his eyes on his prey. His palm touched Xie Fei's fragile neck. If he wanted to, he could strangle him to death, but his movements were gentle, as if he was caressing a fragile baby.

"It's an emotional disorder caused by antisocial personality disorder." His voice was low and chilling. If it were someone else, they would have been frightened to tremble.

But Xie Fei still exposed his neck, which was his vital point, to him without any defense. Compared with Zhou Xing, he was more like a hunter with ease.

"I understand." Xie Fei's voice was light, but he hooked his hand around Zhou Xing's neck and pushed him down directly, biting his neck.

Zhou Xing let him bite her body as if she didn't feel any pain. She stroked Xie Fei's hair and said tenderly, "My dear, I gave you a chance. You brought this upon yourself. It's too late to run away now."

"I didn't want to run away." Xie Fei buried his face in his neck, his voice still muffled.

He just...

When I saw this man's true face, an uncontrollable evil thought arose in my mind.

He wants Zhou Xing to love him.

It's not interest, it's not liking, it's love. Just like Meng Fuge said, Zhou Xing, who is in love, can give everything for someone, including his life.

He wanted...he wanted Zhou Xing to become his, Xie Fei's, weapon.