heavy fog

The building is well insulated from the sound, and two-meter-high trees are planted on both sides of the porch, and their canopies cover the top of the passage.A gray-white stone road meanders and extends to an oval-shaped open hall with dim light. There is a bar in the center, and the tables and chairs on all sides are carved to look like tree roots.

The lights installed on the ceiling intentionally cast a mottled halo, making the whole store look like a dense forest through which sunlight cannot penetrate.

The people sitting on the thick velvet cushions just took off their cloaks and still wore masks on their faces. Some were talking intimately. The lonely guests looked up after hearing the sound of wind chimes and found that there were two couples coming from the porch. The people, still crossing their shoulders, turned their heads in disappointment. Many people continued to shake the glasses in their hands boredly, staring at the traces of the amber liquid hanging on the wall in the dim light.

Very well, it's not a strange place, it just looks like a high-end tavern - Wen Luan quietly looked around.

After all, Deep Blue Star seemed so nervous. He saw a group of people pretending to be actors kill a diplomat's entourage, followed by another explosion on the street.

There wasn't even a single person in waiter's clothes in the hall.

But Wen Luan didn't notice, because he was in a hurry to find a seat to sit down, maybe the city patrol team of Deep Blue Star or the police would come in and search in the next second.

There were so many witnesses on the street just now, maybe someone saw him who survived the explosion enter the store.

His urgency was a little palpable, not quite like a drunk.

"Calm down, this...is not good."

Wen Luan heard the person next to him speak in a low voice. The voice was much better than that popular radio singer. Wen Luan couldn't help guessing this guy's occupation, and even imagined if this person was in the United States 2000 years ago. , went to a few nightly radio shows, and after being signed by scouts, he probably even had a chance to win a Grammy Award.

Unfortunately, it didn't come at the right time.

Thinking of this, Wen Luan couldn't help laughing easily.

This made the person next to him cast a veiled glance at him.

Wen Luan moved his arms to relax the tense and tense muscles on his body, and then said casually: "Well, you are right! If you are too nervous, you will look strange, and it will be easier for people to find out the problem. I don't want this night to be like expired food As bad as it is - though, it's bad enough!"

The wall decoration of this shop is very strange, the trees in the porch are real, but the trees in the hall are made of metal, and the dense branches are designed in a ring shape, which naturally divides the tables and chairs near the wall into small spaces. Shiny metal blades hang from the branches, thin like reflective shutters.

They are more private and box-like than the tables in the center of the hall.

Wen Luan walked there without hesitation.

"you sure?"

Someone stopped speaking the common language and suddenly asked a question in another language.

"Ah?" Wen Luan was a little confused, "What did you say?"

The man stared at Wen Luan behind the mask: "You don't understand the language of the Deep Blue Kingdom?"

"Yes, I'm a...foreigner." Wen Luan hesitated for a moment, although he seemed to be called an alien with the vocabulary of this era, but he really couldn't use this vocabulary to introduce himself, so he could only be vague Said, "Tourists who come to play on Deep Blue Star."

"Oh."

The person behind the ivory mask silently curled the corner of his lower lip.

—Foreigners?Foreigners who can even speak the common language of the Beluga Galaxy staggeringly don't seem to have any status. Even pirates can speak the common language very slipperily in order to rob them.

In just a few words, they had already reached a remote corner.

Without hesitation, Wen Luan lowered her head and got into the box.

"This sofa is nice."

It's very soft and big, I don't know what material it is.

The box in this store is a bit narrow, surrounded by fake big tree branches, the trunk is the back wall of the box, there is no table, only a basket filled with wine and fruit hangs dangling above the head.

"Why isn't there even a light?"

Wen Luan casually complained, he found that the layout of this box was very strange, there was a spacious and soft sofa against the wall, it could allow four people to lie on it side by side, facing the door of the box - could it be that the guests here are all sitting on the sofa Go up, staring at the hall outside the arched branch door in a daze?

"Welcome to Shaxx."

Wen Luan was startled by the hoarse voice coming from behind him, he jumped up from the sofa instinctively, but hit the branch of the fake tree hard, the feather mask was caught, and he fell down together with the light-brained Xier down.

The light here is dim, but it doesn't mean there is no light. The light in the hall outside leaks in through the gaps in the metal leaves.

Wen Luan's cloak is free and cheap, it can no longer cover his entire face——

"It's you?"

"What?" Wen Luan didn't hear clearly, he rubbed his forehead, quickly picked up Xi'er who had fallen to the ground, and desperately called out with his mental connection.

As a result, even the "system self-test, do not disturb" prompt sound disappeared this time.

Wen Luan's black line, is it down and shut down?The quality of this high technology is really poor.

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, Wen Luan turned around, only to realize that the "fleeing companion" had stuffed something like a card into the groove on the bark, and the scar pattern on the fake tree would automatically pop open, revealing a bird squatting on the spring. The black metal crow said in the same hoarse voice that surprised Wen Luan just now: "Good evening, what can I do for you?"

Wen Luan thought, this is probably a voice communicator, similar to room service.

At this moment, there was a noise in the hall, and the person in charge of the security of Deep Blue Star entered the store with a few armed robots, aggressively.

Wen Luan froze, and subconsciously tightened the cloak.Suddenly I heard the person next to me say to the black crow: "I hope to have a quiet and wonderful night."

"Yes, sir." The crow snapped back, and even the door through which it came out closed shut.

The fake tree branches surrounding the box swayed a few times, and silently began to close, just like the shutters were closed, and the subtle light gradually disappeared.

Wen Luan instantly became nervous. He jumped up, just in time to look up and see the "fleeing companion" slowly take off the hat of the heavy cloak, revealing the whole delicately carved ivory mask, and the beautifully lined, fair-skinned chin.

In the collar of the white silk shirt, there is also a slender neck.

Beauty, no doubt.

Wait, now is not the time to be distracted!Wen Luan beat his forehead, and asked vigilantly and anxiously: "What are you doing?"

"To avoid trouble." The other party answered very simply.

"but……"

The gaps between the branches and leaves hadn't all been closed yet. Wen Luan heard the dissatisfied and cursed voices of the guests in the lobby outside, as well as quarreling. The armed robots all turned on the scanning system and wandered around, no matter who the guests were or what their illustrious background was.

Wen Luan only had time to stuff Xier and the feather mask under the sofa.

The cloak on him was thrown out in time, covering the remaining gap. After a few seconds, the whole box shook slightly, and there was no sound.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Wen Luan tried to stand up, but his hand touched a hard object, which was delicate to the touch, with obvious lines and inlaid with tiny diamonds.

It's the ivory mask.

Wen Luan stretched out his hand and pushed it aside, he asked in a low voice, "Is it safe?"

"Maybe."

"What exactly does this store do?" Wen Luan would be an idiot if he hadn't noticed something strange at this time.

"Since you're a foreigner and don't look very rich, then—"

In the darkness, the person who took off the mask had blond hair and golden eyes. It was Cyrus, but it was too dark to see anything, and Wen Luan didn't know that this was the person he met on the ice field.

Cyrus was very comfortable in the dark, he slowly unbuttoned his cloak, and continued leisurely, "Then, I guess you haven't heard of this 'Sharks-Aventure in the Jungle'."

Wen Luan rolled his eyes, this name sounds like a restricted class.

"Love hotel?" Wen Luan used a more euphemistic way of saying it.

"No, to be precise, it's a store that specializes in one-night stands."

"Ahem!" Wen Luan choked on his saliva.

Cyrus propped up his forehead with his fingers, and looked at Wen Luan with interest. He seemed to be able to see things in such a place with no light at all.

He had already untied the cloak he was wearing, and threw it on the spacious sofa, just in time to spread it out.

Cyrus is patient, especially with prey.

He didn't know which political opponent was responsible for the explosion just now, but he could clearly see that before the explosion, Wen Luan suddenly rushed forward with his head in his arms, and rolled out for several meters without a trace, followed by the explosion. occur.

How interesting, a man who knew something was going to happen before it exploded.

"Don't be nervous, what a great opportunity. Normally, who would have the guts... Or how many people would dare to muster up the courage to walk into this kind of store?" Cyrus watched Wen Luan's expression, stretched out his hand, vainly Following the outline, he drew Wen Luan's face - this appearance was really the person he met on the ice field.Such a pure oriental face is rare.

Wen Luan turned her head keenly, and frowned in the direction of the voice: "Should I be honored by this adventure?"

His acting skills are good, it seems that this is specially used to deal with him, Cyrus smiled silently in the dark, his golden pupils were icy cold, since it was delivered to his door, he would not be polite.

Wen Luan felt a warmth in his ear, jumped up reflexively, and punched him, but the other party was faster than him, accurately pressed his elbow, and at the same time pressed his leg on his knee, Wen Luan lifted His right foot failed to kick out smoothly.

With this crisp and neat action, Wen Luan immediately realized that this guy might be a soldier. No matter how clever the street gangsters' fighting skills are, they are not so ruthless and direct.

"I have no malicious intentions." A feather-light voice tickled Wen Luan's ears.

Wen Luan couldn't help shaking.

"You don't know anything about Deep Blue Star. The search outside has not stopped. Who knows if there is a small agency in such a store who knows what the people inside are doing? To avoid trouble, we should pretend to be a little bit, instead of sitting and chatting stupidly .”

"Is this a disguise?" Wen Luan took a breath, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Do you mind if we lie down and talk?"

"No." Wen Luan snorted, who is afraid of whom.

So the two of them changed from a deadlocked position to lying on their backs directly. The skin contact felt warm and thick, and it was obvious that a large cloak was placed on the sofa.

Then the air became suffocated, Wen Luan guessed that the guy pressing on him pulled up the cloak, wrapping both of them in it.

"Bored all night?" Wen Luan frowned.

"This—" the deep and seductive voice dragged out the pitch, and seemed to be smiling, "I don't know, it's my first time here too."

It was really a terrible night, Wen Luan was in a bad mood.

"I'm more unhappy than you. From your clothes, it's obvious...you can't help me recover a little loss. Do you know how much the overnight fee is for Xiaks to have an affair with the forest?" Cyrus actually didn't want to do anything, he lived For so many years, the only interest is research, data and equations, but he likes to tease people, when he is in a good mood.

The target is often the unlucky Andros.

Mechas don't have whimsical thoughts, and it doesn't matter if they flirt again. Cyrus has heavy responsibilities, and a stern and cold attitude will bring him a lot of benefits. Of course, he doesn't mind in front of the unlucky guy who is not long alive. The display of bad taste.

— like playing with prey.

But tonight seemed a little unusual, Cyrus felt his heart beating violently, so fast that he could not control his panting.

Strange, is there something on this guy?

Cyrus took a deep breath, and unobtrusively opened Wen Luan's neckline with his fingers.

The closer they got, Wen Luan's scalp tingled and he felt a reaction somewhere in his body, and his lower body tensed up. The speed was so fast that Wen Luan wanted to hit the wall.

What a shame!

Just put a few words in your ear, and you can feel it?Still a stranger!

hell!Did his self-control ability drop along with Seier?

Wen Luan frantically tried to push Cyrus away, but the two became more tightly entangled.

Cyrus was suspicious of Wen Luan's identity, he was jokingly waiting to see Wen Luan's reaction, and he really liked Wen Luan, and at the same time this made him alert - it was scary and interesting, even he didn't know it What is the type that I am attracted to, but the political opponent can accurately find one?

"What's your secret?" Cyrus calmly tore off Wen Luan's clothes while staring at his reaction.

What puzzled Cyrus was that the other party didn't have any stiff reaction from being exposed, but was just struggling (Wen Luan: This lunatic, I told him that I can't understand the language of the Deep Blue Kingdom).

"This is Deep Blue Star, no matter what your purpose is, you can't escape from my grasp." Cyrus was breathing rapidly, his heart rate was getting faster and faster, and he could no longer hold Wen Luan firmly, he immediately shouted He said, "Shakes."

Amidst the rocking sound of the sofa squeezed, there was a light snap.

In the darkness, the crow popped out of the tree trunk again. It tilted its head in a very humane way, looking at the continuously deformed mass wrapped in the cloak, the crow heavily bent its wings to rest on its forehead.

Wen Luan was stuffed in the cloak, he couldn't see anything, and couldn't hear what Cyrus was saying.

He just suddenly felt that the gasping sound that was close at hand disappeared, the sense of touch in his body disappeared, and even his strength disappeared strangely. It was as quiet as if the whole world was only beating with his own heart.

Cyrus also pulled off the cloak at the same time, and the crow maintained a horrible posture, whining: "Your Excellency, there is nothing, the scan result shows that there is nothing on this person now, if you force yourself, you can't come here and call me to do it." Accomplice, Andos will tear me down!"

"How could there be no...I, uh..."

Cyrus was dizzy from the speed of his own heartbeat.

"I don't know, maybe this is what human beings call love, er, the kind of love that has no emotion, but pure body heat." The crow spread its wings and said helplessly, "Cyrus, go ahead, he can't hear, see Can’t feel it, smell it, feel it, have no strength, can’t speak, if you are not satisfied, I can only kill him, and then do whatever you want—oh.”

The crow was hit on the forehead by an ivory mask.

"Okay, after 1 minute, the effect will be removed." The crow flapped its wings and disappeared into the tree hole again.

Cyrus looked at Wen Luan who was lying motionless, his breath was unsteady, most of his clothes had been torn off by him just now, his bare chest was slightly undulating, his lower abdomen with distinct muscles, and a very obvious mark bulged out of his lower body.

Wen Luan first felt the soft fabric, and then the warm body tightly attached to his body. His blood immediately rushed to his forehead, and he couldn't control his body, he just wanted to overwhelm him.

"Still feeling bad about the night?" Cyrus asked softly in his ear.

He found that when the two of them hugged each other seamlessly, his unlucky heartbeat speed slowly merged with Wen Luan's.This is no longer ambiguous, but a clear desire.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Cyrus held Wen Luan's arm that hadn't fully recovered his strength, and guided him to stroke his face, bowing his head temptingly, whispering like a devil in the dark, "I promise, you won't will be disappointed in me."

The author has something to say: Cyrus' change of mind is

Said that I want 419 (just kidding)-something happened-acquaintance, see what tricks he is playing-really feel? ! - what, this guy is alright, unscientific - well, maybe it's fate so above, and Cyrus is 1