Please draw your way of death

Meng Qishu couldn't hold back the temptation in the end.

He leaned over slightly, and buried his face into the side of Ning Mian Zhong's neck.

There always seemed to be something attractive about the other party, as if at this moment, just such a simple movement could make his heart beat slightly.

Warm lips pressed against the exposed skin, Meng Qishu closed his eyes, showed his teeth and bit down lightly.

His strength was not too heavy, the slight tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain along the nerves of the skin, Ning Mian couldn't help but press the back of his head, and pressed a little tighter into his arms.

There was silence in the courtyard, no wind and no sound.

This is the first time they met this time, and Ning Mianzhong held him in his arms for the first time.

The tension in his neck seemed to be much lighter, and Ning Mian finally let go of the hand that was holding the back of his head, and saw Meng Qishu leave his neck.

His fingertips brushed the corners of his lips, and when his eyes slid across Ning Mian's neck where two teeth marks remained, he said in a low voice, "I withdrew my strength, and there was no bleeding."

Ning Mianzhong's gaze never seemed to leave Meng Qishu from the moment he saw him. Hearing this, he just gave a soft "um" and didn't say much.

In the next few seconds, Meng Qishu didn't say anything more.The two sides remained silent until Ning Mian finally felt a little numb in her legs.

He moved his knees a little, and just as Meng Qishu had no other orders to get up from the ground, he placed his hand on the side of his neck again.

"You..." Meng Qishu struggled a little in his eyes, as if he was struggling with a difficult matter. He rubbed his fingertips on the side of Ning Mianzhong's neck, and finally said the last part of the sentence, "Follow me." me?"

So Ning Mian finally got half of her body and froze.

"What kind of follow?"

"I hug you for the first time, and you follow me to do things." Meng Qishu withdrew his fingertips on Ning Mianzhong's neck, and looked directly into Ning Mianzhong's eyes with an inviting look in his questioning.

Meng Qishu's gaze was so open and honest that Ning Mian finally felt his mind go blank for a moment. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "...OK."

So Ning Mian finally did not return to the candidate's residence that night.

Meng Qishu sat by the bed with the bed curtain lifted, looked at Ning Mianzhong who was standing straight outside the door, and finally couldn't help sighing: "Follow me, you don't have to do the job of standing guard."

What's more, he hasn't really embraced Ning Mian Mo for the first time, and it's too early to do these things now.

Candidates for the Moon Festival, even if they received First Embrace before the end of the Moon Festival, they still have to wait until the end of the Moon Festival to arrange their positions and work in a unified manner.

"It's okay, I do it voluntarily." Ning Mianzhong's voice came from outside the door, "I'm with the prince, at least let me do something, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

The helplessness in Meng Qishu's eyes was even worse.

It's not that he hasn't persuaded this person to go back to his residence to rest, but Ning Mian ended up going against the obedience in his impression and wanted to stand guard for him.

He also said something to protect the safety of the prince.

Although the guards in the main hall were reduced during the Moon Festival, they were not reduced enough to threaten the safety of the people in the main hall.

No matter how bad it is, can't he protect himself?

But Meng Qishu obviously couldn't persuade Ning Mianzhong, who was determined to stay, so in desperation, he let him go.

There was a sound of rubbing clothes in the room, and after a while, the light projected from the room dimmed, and there was no other sound since then.

Ning Mian finally leaned her back against the wall next to the door, her eyes fell on the window sill opposite, and waited for a long time.

It took a long time until the noise from afar leaking through the window subsided, and he moved his body and got up from the wall.

I don't know if it was because of Ning Mian's insistence on guarding outside the door tonight, but Meng Qishu's door was not locked tonight.

He stepped into the room with light steps, and his eyes first focused on the largest piece of furniture in the room.

It's just a pity that Ning Mian couldn't see Meng Qishu's figure behind the curtain behind the curtain.

His gaze lowered a little, and fell on the chair beside the bed, where the clothes Meng Qishu just changed were piled up.

He went back to the small rental house in the city this morning. He wanted to ask Ke Yun, the head of the organization, for another silver nail on the grounds that the silver nail had already been used, but he didn't expect the other party to see through his lie at a glance.

The silver nail is not only a prop in this dungeon, but also a key item recorded in the system. The NPC can know the status of the silver nail in the player's hand at any time through the system.

But this also indirectly proves that Ke Yun knows the existence of the system and is a person who has memories in the copy of this field.

Ning Mian finally took two steps forward, found the silver nail from the pocket of Meng Qishu's changed clothes, and put it in her pocket.

Although he will not use this silver nail to target Meng Qishu, but if he wants to hurt Omeland, this silver nail is a necessity.

By doing the task, he got acquainted with the entire hall today, including Omeland's residence.

Perhaps the next step of the plan can be carried out in advance.

Ning Mian finally straightened up from the chair, and only then did she have the opportunity to take a good look at Meng Qishu's house.

The last time he came in, he was held down by Meng Qishu before he could explore more, which made him not very familiar with this house.

Coming from the direction of the door, there are some odd and small ornaments, a few decorative paintings hanging on the wall, desks and chairs in sequence. When the eyes turn around, there are two small bedside tables on both sides of the bed. There are a series of small things such as desk lamps and teapots.

Ning Mianzhong's eyes swept over one by one, and suddenly he was attracted by an object.

It was a tin box, placed in the corner next to the bookcase, and a stack of newspapers and magazines were neatly stacked on it.

The light in the room was very dim, and everything seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, so when Ning Mian finally got close to the so-called iron box, she realized that it was actually a safe.

He squatted down in front of the safe, and touched the code disk on it with his fingers.

Not surprisingly, this may be where Meng Qishu stored his confidential information.

I just don't know what password Meng Qishu will set.

Ning Mian finally withdrew her hand, and when she was about to get up, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind.The arm came over from his shoulder, and the palm was pressed on the combination disk in front of him.

"very curious?"

A familiar voice stuck behind his ears, and what accompanied these words was the warm breath of the person behind him.

The hand in front of the combination disk moved slightly, the gears of the safe turned a few times, and the iron door was pulled open by Meng Qishu.

What appeared in front of Ning Mianzhong were a few plain white papers, they were lying quietly at the bottom of the safe, like an unworthy joke.

There is no confidential information, and what the safe protects are a few ordinary papers that no one will care about if they are thrown on the ground.

"Say, should I hand you over?"

Ning Mian finally turned her head, and saw Meng Qishu behind him staring at her condescendingly, with a laziness that had disturbed her sleep in her eyes.

"When you asked this sentence, didn't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Ning Mian finally got up from the ground, and the condescending person became him again. His eyes were tinged with a smile, like a thief who broke into his master's house openly, betting on the other party's soft heart.

Meng Qishu looked at him silently for two seconds, and did not answer Ning Mianzhong's rhetorical question.He seemed to feel that the posture of raising his head was too tiring, he turned his face away, put one hand on the back of his neck and gently rubbed it: "Your organization, what will happen if you can't complete the task?"

"Drag back and beat him to death."

Meng Qishu's eyes changed slightly, which seemed to be unexpected: "So ruthless?"

"No, just kidding." Ning Mian finally shrugged, "I won't be beaten to death, but I will die."

Ning Mian was not lying about the fact that he would die in reality if he could not complete the task in the dungeon.

"Then why do you still follow them?" Meng Qishu tilted his head, with sincere puzzlement in his eyes, "It's better to stay in the blood clan and follow me."

"After meeting you, I decided to follow you."

For Ning Mianzhong's words, Meng Qishu obviously didn't have any intention of believing them. He glanced down and raised his eyebrows in the direction of the safe.

The implication is obvious, they all came here to steal the safe, so it doesn't mean that they want to follow the blood clan.

Ning Mian finally knew he was wrong, but before he could find an excuse, Meng Qishu walked around him and stopped in front of the safe.

The other party flipped through the stack of newspapers and magazines above the safe, pulled out an envelope, turned around and patted it into Ning Mianzhong's arms, with a nonchalant expression on his face: "Maybe this is what you're looking for."

Ning Mian finally took the envelope subconsciously, and immediately realized what it was.

Meng Qishu just gave him the confidential information of the blood clan.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a small thing. Maybe this thing is very important to you, but it's just dispensable to the inside of the blood race." As if he could guess what Ning Mian would ask, Meng Qishu answered first, "Ke If Yun wants to overthrow the blood clan, a few documents won't do the trick, so you can just take them at ease."

Ning Mianchu's gaze fell on Meng Qishu, not knowing how true or false his words were.

But the moment he lowered his head, he suddenly saw Meng Qishu's bare feet on the floor.

No wonder there was no sound when Cai Cai approached. It turned out that this guy didn't wear shoes at all.

After finally explaining to Ning Mian, Meng Qishu turned around and was about to walk towards the bed, but before he could take two steps, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

Taking advantage of his dazed effort, one arm picked up his two legs. After a while, Meng Qishu realized that he had been caught in Ning Mian's arms.

Subconsciously hooking his hands around the other's neck, Meng Qishu pressed his body against Ning Mianzhong's chest, and asked in a half-hoarse voice after a while: "What are you doing?"

"It's cold on the ground." Ning Mian finally didn't look at the Meng Qi book in his arms, and his tone was as if he was just doing business, "I'll take you back to bed."