Strategy to Attack the System

"If I can fill up this bucket of water within an hour, you will give me a kiss. ---After this, the romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw))

"what?"

Yuan Chen almost thought he had heard it wrong.

Jiang Fu blinked, propped his chin and said with interest.

"If you didn't catch it, then I'll say it again."

"No need to."

Yuan Chen was silent for a moment, then looked down at the wrist watch, and silently signaled that he could start.

In the enclosed snow-white room, the ground was covered with fragments of water stains reflecting shallow silver marks. Jiang Fu looked at the barrel, his green fingers happily teased the almost overflowing clear water, his face slightly soaked. It is full of pride.

"Look at you, am I super awesome!"

Yuan Chen raised his foot to avoid the water marks on the ground, walked in front of him, pinched his chin in the next second, pushed his lips very lightly, and immediately separated, the low voice did not fluctuate.

"Yep."

Jiang Fu looked up at him in astonishment, and suddenly hooked his neck, pulling the person who was about to get up again.

The voice wrapped in a stubborn smile was thin and soft.

"What I want is such a kiss."

The blended breath was sprayed on the thin skin, almost burning the hot flesh and blood.

After Yuan Chen stiffly let him lick it wanton, then he looked at him determinedly and said nothing.

Jiang Fu squeezed his red earlobe coaxingly, and smiled satisfied.

"Really good."

Yuan Chen glanced at his wet lips, forcibly not to open his eyes, and asked the staff to lift the bucket out for use by the base.

Before leaving the room, he was stopped.

The swaying young man held the sheets with his hands on his hands, and his white feet under his trouser legs were slowly dangling in the air. His unbridled eyebrows seemed to contain damp moisture, exuding the fresh and charming fragrance after the early spring rain.

"Yuanyuan, if tomorrow's task is completed, will you touch me?"

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In the evening, the vines visited last night arrived as expected. Jiang Fu had a bold guess about it, and he pretended to be asleep without knowing it.

It was not as aggressive as last night. The thin vines seemed to be afraid of waking him up. They tentatively circled his ankles. After finding that there was no reaction, they slid up boldly, encircling his wrists around the corner.

The cool, slippery and itchy, Jiang Fu muttered and turned over. The face that was originally buried in the pillow was completely exposed to the darkness, and his calm face was unprepared.

The vine didn't move in shock. After a while, he cautiously attacked Jiang Fu again. The goal this time was very clear. It was his slightly opened lips.

After tasting the rest, he tapped his lips from time to time. Jiang Fu couldn't help but smile when he was being teased. He deliberately licked his lips and murmured "Yuan Yuan."

After a small piece of vine that was accidentally licked was held in the air for several seconds, he suddenly squeezed his lips greedily like crazy, even trying to get into the warm mouth to **** on the blind date.

Jiang Fu turned his head vaguely and struggled, forced to open his lips to drip a transparent liquid from the gap, and the corners of his misty eyes were also forced out of wetness, as if he was about to wake up from his sleep in the next moment.

The branches of the vine dexterously covered his eyes, rubbing lightly on the damp place, licking the young man’s soft and hot lips intently in the dark curiously and lovingly, as if suffering Severe addiction.

I don't know how long it took before Vine received a certain instruction, reluctantly retreated from him, and quickly disappeared into the room.

Jiang Fu curled up on the bed half-dreaming, with shallow tears hanging on his face.

During the day, Jiang Fu was always in a daze.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers for a while, then raised his head, with a confused and embarrassed expression on his face, he kept asking.

"Did there be any abnormalities in District 1 last night?"

Yuan Chen is recording his index, not salty or indifferent.

"No."

He looked at the daunting Jiang Fu thoughtfully, a faint light flashed quickly in his eyes, and his tone was a little gentle.

"What's wrong, did something happen last night?"

The back of the young man sitting on the ground suddenly tightened. From Yuan Chen’s perspective, he could see a small piece of delicate skin exposed/exposed in his loose isolation suit. From the angle that the young man himself could not see, a little vine remained. The light red marks coming down.

He squinted slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Jiang Fu didn't notice his strangeness. He hesitated to say nothing. On the one hand, he suspected that the vine attack these two nights was just his nightmare, and on the other hand, he was afraid that it would appear again.

He raised his head, hooked Yuan Chen's fingers hanging beside him, and said wistfully.

"I don't want to sleep by myself at night, can you accompany me?"

Yuan Chen coldly rejected him.

"No."

Jiang Fu let out a disappointed cry, shook his arm with a frustrated expression, and said in a soft voice.

"You promised to cooperate fully with me, and you obviously agreed."

Yuan Chen put one hand in his pocket, and looked down at his dark and deep eyes.

"You have already mentioned today's request."

"Huh? When am I?"

Jiang Fu suddenly remembered what he had said yesterday, with a bit of annoyance on his face, his eyes lit up after pulling his hair, and he stood up and asked him.

"Then sleep with me tomorrow night! Will you agree?"

Yuan Chen glanced at him, who was looking forward to it, and gave a gratitude.

Jiang Fu suddenly grinned happily, rushed into his arms and rubbed it, before being pushed away in a few seconds.

Yuan Chen stared at him coldly.

"Today's task has not been completed."

"Hey, I know, I know."

Ability training is actually a process of repeatedly practicing control, because Jiang Fu rejected the external stimulus of electric shock, and only relied on his own subjective willpower to control the ability, so it took more effort than others.

Although he is smart, agile and talented, he also needs a process of primary mastery. The task of the day was not completed until the evening, and his face was a little pale, but he was very energetic.

Yuan Chen had no reason to refuse his kiss anymore, but he looked coldly and couldn't see any emotions.

Jiang Fu grabbed his hand and put it on his waist, bulging his cheeks complainingly.

"If you say you want to touch me, you can't go back on it."

Yuan Chenen let out a sigh, and the hand randomly placed on his waist gently rubbed the warm skin, and the slightly sunken waist was bent into a graceful arc, which made people eager to explore more down.

He stretched out his hand to press on the back of Jiang Fu's neck, and kissed him coldly, his gradually proficient lips and tongue entangled passionately, willingly indulging in this indescribable sweetness.

The whole body's blood rushed to somewhere in the more tacit and intimate contact, Yuan Chen closed his eyes, and the deep breath was mixed with a bit of spreading turbidity.

Just as he was pondering whether he should let the beasts in his heart wreak havoc, a loud voice came from the loudspeaker in the room.

"Professor Yuan! The powers of 03 have a power disorder! Please come out and deal with it!"

Due to the special appearance of Jiang Fu, everyone only knows that his room is set to be non-transparent, and Yuan Chen is solely responsible for it, and will not interfere with the specific training content of the two in the room. Only in emergency situations will he have to be trembling. Excuse me.

Both of them heard what the staff said, and stopped all actions at the same time.

A slight anger and gloom flashed in Yuan Chen's eyes, and soon returned to waveless peace.

Jiang Fu's cheeks flushed slightly, after he kissed Yuanchen's chin with a smile, he generously let go of his hand.

"It's okay, go ahead."

Yuan Chen grabbed his hand, and after being silent for a while, gently squeezed it as if it were comforting.

"Yep."

In fact, as the main person in charge of the base, Yuan Chen is very busy. In addition to researching zombie potions and training each elementary ability player, he also has to deal with emergencies that occur at any time.

The people in the base respect him and fear him, but they are extremely dependent on him, unconditionally believe that anything can be properly resolved in his hands.

After checking 03's superpowers, he went to zone 2 to follow up the progress of the research. It was late at night after solving large and small things. Yuan Chen's spirit was very tired, but he did not hesitate to move towards zone 1. 07 walked into the room.

The glass windows with special barriers should be dark, but he stared at the young man sleeping on the single bed inside without blinking. The eyes under the cold appearance were extremely aggressive, glowing with irrepressible heat.

He needs to confirm one thing.

The vines that got in from nowhere were circling around his trouser legs profusely, then snaked in through the very narrow door and slid flexibly towards the single bed.

Easily clamped down on the young man's movements, the vine lifted his isolation suit and sneaked in secretly from the hem of the suit and the trouser legs.

The originally sleeping person frowned slightly, as if he had noticed that the familiar nightmare was coming again. He opened his eyes blankly, and when he realized his bound posture, he was surprised and started to struggle desperately.

But tonight's vines were extraordinarily tough, deliberately rubbing every inch of his skin, and even digging into hidden places that were more difficult to tell.

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, his shocked face showed humiliation and humiliation, his fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly, and his mouth made a vague whimper.

Yuan Chen stared unscrupulously, trembling all over, sobbing and crying. His body was covered with traces of mess. After a while, the thick vine reluctantly retreated from somewhere slowly. Soaked in a greasy transparent liquid.

When the vines left the room quietly again, the disheveled young man kept backing back, all the way to the corner, and then curled up like a bullied little beast, buried his hair in a broken, embarrassing cry.

The man outside the room blended with the darkness remained motionless, and after a long time he let out a very light sigh.

The sigh was full of bone-destructive joy.