The moment he couldn't help but spray, Fang Ran felt it very clearly....

Regret why you want to drink water.

"Night Raven, are you alright!?"

Yesheng, who was also taken aback by her big reaction, took out a tissue and handed it to her with concern.

"Ahem... Burst.. Ahem, ahem...."

Hurriedly took the tissue, covered his mouth with his hands and looked up in a panic, his unquiet eyes under the silver hair looked at the wine-red long-haired beauty in front of him, and his eyes swept uncontrollably over her lips, neckline and chest...

Wait a minute! Why all of a sudden!?

Fruit... Sure enough, it's because... Raid... Raid... The thing that hit the chest!?

Fang recalled the only ambiguous experience he had encountered in his life at this moment.

The brain is now blank.

Comparing the past lives of him and Yesheng, it should be said that the world is different from the gap between the class, and this is as nonsense as the story of him, a villager who can't even cope with the beautiful girl in the village, but suddenly has intimate contact with the most beautiful princess in the kingdom.

Hearing Ye Sheng suddenly mention that incident, he really couldn't do it.

Calm down... Calm down, Night Raven!

If you show a broken belly here, it's all over...!

"For.... Cough! Why suddenly... Speaking of this all of a sudden!? ”

Still holding the tissue with both hands, slightly pressing his slightly red cheeks, Fang Ran swallowed his saliva, and stared at Yesheng silently and asked.

That hunting scene, even if he recalls it now, he is still shocked by the city of calamity in the dark world, entrenched in a huge cage of hundreds of meters.

The black vines that spread across the city and easily crumbled, the sea of monsters that boiled and carnivaled all the time, the ruins everywhere and the dead city,

Unlike that night's narrow forbidden city,

It was the most majestic battlefield in the world of night battles he had ever seen.

It's just that his emotions are at best in front of the demon dwarf who hunts a miscellaneous fish in the strange sea of the scene, and the girl who reminds him of the powerless remorse for failing to protect Xia Yao at the Los Angeles concert, and his confession on the rooftop.

So the seemingly desperate and Hongda hunting scene actually didn't leave him any psychological shadow, plus the 'coincidences' that happened between him and Yesheng in the building that was destroyed by the pitch-black giant vine at the beginning...

This incident has been swept into the corner of memory by Fang Yibao's blushing face, and he has not recalled it at all.

I'm ashamed to say that he is now thinking about a girl and a man, and worry and sadness keep him awake at night....

But unlike him, when it comes to this matter, Yesheng seems to have a rather complicated mind, so much so that she doesn't pay much attention to Night Crow's flustered behavior, and her mind is all on what she wants to say.

"It seems a little too late to apologize now, I seem to have had a considerable misunderstanding of you before, and even involved you in my scene at one point, forcing you to face the risk."

The excessive annoyance made Ye Sheng feel that even if he pressed his wrist on his forehead, he still had a headache, and his inky eyes were dull.

Thinking back to his attitude and practices towards the Night Crow, and recalling the Night Crow's repeated help to himself and the Night Game, the sense of shame constantly tormented Night Sheng's heart.

"I'm sorry, Night Raven, I'm sorry for the previous incident because of the beast's head."

He lowered his hand, and raised his head even if he felt ashamed, and looked straight at the night crow with his inky pupils.

Yesheng is not used to the kind of slow way to get along and cover up the past, someone who can't remember clearly told her that even if she is reluctant, she has to face the facts,

That way, even if the wound is bloody, it will not be woken up by the pain one night later.

"I knew that you saved the pearl of the night, but I still took that attitude towards you, and even forcibly involved you in the hunting scene..."

Have the courage to admit and face it, not all people can do it, afraid, entangled, get by, I don't know how many obstacles,

But none of this seems to affect Yesheng.

With dim inky eyes, Yesheng exhaled softly, and lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly sadly:

"The shame of making you kill A-62 at the end of the day like moral kidnapping, I don't really know how to face you."

I don't know... How to face me....?

Who?

Sister Yesheng?

I didn't know... How to face me?

Listening to Ye Sheng's words in a slightly shocked way, to be honest, Fang Ran didn't expect that what Ye Sheng had been caring about was this.

It turned out to be because of this.

In his heart, what has Yesheng always looked like?

is from a wealthy family, looks captivating, has A-level strong strength at the same time, carefully takes care of every member of the night game, is always busy with very powerful things, and does everything very seriously.

It made him feel out of reach.

So Fang Ran didn't expect that Ye Sheng would say something that she didn't know how to face herself, even if his current identity was Night Crow.

To be honest, he didn't feel that things were as good as Yesheng said... Debt to yourself.

Forehead.... Maybe it's still the inferiority complex in his heart, feeling that his salted fish cock is not worthy of making Yesheng feel indebted,

But the night pearl was because of Xu Zheng's words to him and he didn't want to leave such a boatload of people, so he ran away by himself.

In fact, the hunting scene is also the same, the remorse and helplessness of being reminded by Shui Lianxin's concert that night, and the possibility of being touched by Yesheng's idea of not hesitating to give his life, I don't want to face Xia Yao who is about to die in my arms and the despair of watching B-99 come and decide to do my best.

As for Yesheng's attitude towards him before, it was his own death, and it was the head of the beast and a confession...

Why would it be... I don't know how to face me...

In his mind, he was overwhelmed by Yesheng's words, or a flattered silver-haired night crow, and looked at Yesheng calmly and firmly looked at him again, looked at himself, and snapped his fingers softly:

"So at least... At least let me put this as something that should belong to you...."

The moment his fingers rang, Fang Ran heard the soft sound of Ling Yuan, and the invisible spiritual power blockade around him flashed and disappeared like a light veil.

Then he saw Yesheng raise his hand and put it on his chest.

!!???

Waiting for the lights... Dengden... Dengden and so on!!!!

The second his heart beat faster, the consumption of [Chuangpai] rose rapidly, Fang Ran, who wanted to escape from his seat in a panic, saw it....

A bright red crystal appeared in her hand.

"At least let me put this.... Give it back to you. ”

The strong energy fluctuations even swept away a miniature storm, the silver cutlery swayed slightly, and the bright red shimmer reflected Ye Sheng's face, which was incomparably commensurate with her long burgundy hair.

It's just that the silver-haired night crow, that is, a certain Fang Ran, blinked his dull eyes, looking at this scene, his face stiffened slightly.

Forehead....

(； What is this? Why did you give it back to me???

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know what Yesheng had come up with, and he felt that in order to alleviate so many heavy topics that Yesheng said before, he was here to make a funny and elegant answer that was in line with the A-level powerhouse.

Trying to show a slightly stiff but polite smile, scratching his cheek and innocently said:

"For me.... A token of love? ”