Chapter 695: Operating area

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I do n’t know which second-hand game, "KissCam" trick, actually played Luo Nan and He Yueyin here.
When the light is focused on the body and suddenly becomes the center of the world, people's physical and psychological state will inevitably change to a certain extent. This involves instincts that have been passed down over millions of years, and there are only more or less differences between people who are not used to it. Not to mention, there are countless people clamoring and screaming at the balcony: "Pro, pro, pro! Tear, tear, tear!"
From the perspective of this group of people on the rooftop, He Yueyin is undoubtedly a first-class beauty, and Luo Nan is also a fresh and young boy. The beauty is naturally delicious. People ca n’t wait to see a limited play. If you can participate in person, then Naturally the best.
However, the two responses on the balcony were rather "cold."
Knowing his family affairs, Luo Nan knew that he was slightly nervous and excited now, and his heart rate had increased a little, but these were far from enough to shake his mind. He also had no intention of pondering the complex physiological and psychological mechanisms in it, but just conformed. Simple emotions, the fingers swept across the rooftop against the strong light.
"Ninety-nine percent of them are older than me. You are actually very young, Sister Yueyin, at least 50% younger than here. Why are they like that, but are we like this? Why can they use this method to be happy I did n’t realize it at all, um, I did n’t. "
In contrast, Mrs. Halder seems to be more pleasing to the eye. At least she is working hard and under pressure from outsiders. Ronan can understand this pattern, but he cannot understand the following people. He tried to substitute. I couldn't find pleasure, but I was envious and jealous of the status.
In the bright light, He Yueyin's voice did not change: "On the one hand, it is because we can see the level that others can't imagine, and we can also see the crisis that seems to be coming soon but seems to be imminent."
"This one……"
"Actually, Mr. Luo, you can relax or even indulge at any time. In the group of capable people, ascetic monks like you are rare. Vision and enjoyment are never contradictory. If you save the minutes and seconds, you can solve the problem. "Crisis" cannot be called "crisis."
"Cough, crisis or something ..."
"On the other hand, it may be a sense of guilt. I feel that I have made mistakes, I feel that I can do better, I feel that the gap between reality and theory is unforgivable, I want to fill in, bridge cracks and defects, and then torture myself over and over again. "
Luo Nan felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and now it seems that He Yueyin is no longer persuading him, but is mixing some other elements. He turned his head to look over. Under the strong light, He Yueyin's side face was white and pure to almost flawless. The calm and restrained temperament was also very in line with Luo Nan's aesthetic. This should be a very pleasing situation, but he could not ignore it after all. The tossing of those people on the rooftop.
Because of the serious mismatch between Luo Nan and He Yueyin, many people feel disappointed. In order to reignite the atmosphere, they will not keep their mouths open. In this regard, Luo Nan can only sigh: "It's okay to torture yourself, now this group of people also come ... Sister Yueyin, now I think, let this group of people continue to play happily, my heart is very uncomfortable! "
"and so?"
Therefore, Luo Nan let the little Mars with his heart leaping at a few moments, rubbed with the "ointment" that continued to accumulate and alienate in the depths of his body and mind, and suddenly caught fire, burning inside and outside.
"Enough is enough!"
Luo Nan murmured, and he turned his gaze back to the rooftop. His eyes were dazzling lights and fiercely distorted faces. The noise was coming from his ears, and the turbid emotional desires were collected in the sensory network. The three most important sensing channels are combined into one, creating a grotesque space. This ridiculous space tried to devour him, let him dance in accordance with the awful rules in it, and smear the bad oil on himself ...
dream!
So Luo Nan faced the lights, faced the hundreds of eyes that were focusing on here, raised his arms, and made a classic "Umbrella" gesture. The undisguised emotional position is equivalent to a burning torch, which is directly cast into the boiling pan of desire on the rooftop.
"boom!"
The foul language accumulates and swells in such a short period of time that the details are completely lost, leaving only the hustle and bustle.
If Luo Nan intends, of course, every detail can be distinguished, but why not? His mind radiated away, which in turn excited the interference wave. After a second, the glare lights running smoothly under the light control system suddenly got out of control. They were like swords of nothingness, hacking on the roof, sweeping through the twisted faces, and occasionally After passing through some corners, more people screamed.
"The lighting engineer is crazy, you!"
"Shit stuff, something!"
"Grass, turn off the light."
Okay, destroy! Ronan asked them to turn off the chaotic lights, all!
Luo Nan snapped his fingers, and the rooftop surrounded by lights suddenly fell into darkness. At this time, it is the electronic product such as the bracelet that everyone wears, don't want to shine again.
Of course, it will not be completely dim and dark. The light pollution in the city can also help a little, but the dramatic change of the light and dark environment has exceeded the psychological carrying limit of many people. Some women are screaming, mixed with it Vague screams, and awkward falling water ...
The entire rooftop was in chaos, and the corresponding emotions tended to be consistent. People will naturally form an uneasy interpretation of things that they cannot understand, and they may not be able to use their brains in a hurry, but darkness will help them to "think", or think about it.
"Mr. Luo."
"Sister Yueyin?"
"Well, nothing."
He Yueyin didn't say anything after all, Luo Nan accepted her as her. Therefore, Luo Nan also stood on the fence with his elbows, and was interested in watching all this with ease, savoring the novel feelings in his heart.
Ronan has never experienced this situation, there is no clear purpose, no definite direction, maybe it is just a prank? In other words, what is prank?
He used this opportunity to "reflect" habitually. If we analyze the personality masks of Mrs. Halder and Yin Le, what kind of masks does he face now?
Vulnerable mask? PASS!
Strong mask? Specious.
The mask of reason? Please, where is the reason now?
Luo Nan feels a little faint, and vaguely coincides with the memories of stealing drinks with Mo Peng in his early years, but it is very new to look at the roots. It seems that an ignorant existence grows and sprouts from the corner of the heart, collides with the chaotic reactions around it, draws nutrients, and gradually becomes some basic reactions, and it grows and grows.
No matter how specific and detailed, Luo Nan is not clear, and he does not want to think more. He thinks it's nice and relaxed, he doesn't have to think about it, he just needs to take care of the itch, um, it's like a tickle, just find a comfortable force to push it!
It is also at this moment, in the deep spiritual space, that originally dominated the encroachment on the Blood Soul Temple in the Abyssal Zone. It seems to feel the situation here and "look sideways" for it.
Ronan had never understood this demon, and he didn't understand exactly what this guy's reaction and practice were based on. But now, a sudden "side-view", illuminated by the enchanting pupils of different colors, he suddenly understood ... at least a little.
This chaotic guy seemed to be very excited that this state was transmitted and felt by Luo Nan, so he grasped the information contained inside.
Magic charms have no wisdom, but there is a nearly gluttonous instinct or "aesthetic". For it, the emotional desire of the soul is the ingredients. The ingredients are fine and thick, and the cooking methods are different. In his eyes, Luo Nan might be a savage who only knows how to hunt and gather. Even if he occasionally engages in planting, it is also a stocking. The harvest should be untreated, and the grass is in the entrance.
Although the quality of the ingredients hasn't grown much nowadays, someone finally has a sense of consciousness ... so hungry!
Foodie!
Luo Nan felt the "emotional state" served by the charm, and felt more interesting, inspired, and clearly inspired. He patted the railing and decided to experiment with new ways of playing.
Facing the darkness on the rooftop, and the restlessness of the crazy growth in the darkness, Luo Nan exhaled, but at the same time, he let everyone on the rooftop temporarily stop breathing.
"Hush, quiet down, listen to me."
Ronan did not deliberately raise his voice, so why should hundreds of people be obedient? Well, it's actually simple. Soul power interferes with the reality, blocking everyone's mouth and nose.
At the same time, the force of intervention is enough to ensure that people hear him, and he whispers to almost everyone on the rooftop.
The rooftop was quieter for a moment, the other words were gone, but there were more intense struggles and movements, and the tumbling sounds of the tables and chairs were endless. And these murmurs quickly fell, leaving only Ronan ’s voice and will flowing in the darkness:
"Frankly, you provoke me and make me very unhappy. Of course, being happy is not what I am good at. I know more about the opposite. So as a greeting, it is also a revenge, and I can convey to you Those who are good at.
"From now on, keep your mouth shut and don't breathe; let you cry howlly; let you fear and ask for mercy ... Oh, if you think of this darkness in the future, you will be allowed to think of me too. Kidding guy. "
From the side, He Yueyin looked at him staring;
In the rear, Qin Yikun and Gao De also maintained a dumbfounded posture through the glass door
Farther away, different people watched this ridiculous live broadcast in different ways ...
Luo Nan knew all this clearly, but he didn't care at all. He only paid attention to the innumerable emotional flames in the dark being lifted, and the turbid current on the spiritual level became a long stream of oily flames.
However, the burning river did not flow out, but formed a vortex, or just the oil juice swirling in the pot, roasted in the flames.
Big fire vegetable fragrance, nothing more than that. As for what is burned, will it cause a fundamental change in food ingredients ...
who cares!
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