Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she instantly understood Ji Junfeng's intention to ask him what he wanted to eat.

Not waiting for his answer at all.

The vines on his body began to move restlessly, moving slowly.

Ji Junfeng's breath was also a little warmer: "I'll eat it lightly."

The tip of their noses were pressed against each other, and when Ji Junfeng spoke, all his breath was sprayed on Wen Qing's cheeks.

Hot and itchy.

"No, no need..." Wen Qing squeezed her palm nervously and tried to raise her hand.

The vines on his arms didn't hinder his movement, allowing him to lift.

He held his breath and continued to raise his hand, ready to use the dog handler's aura.

When he brought his hand to Ji Junfeng's cheek, the vines on his wrist tightened.

Not to stop him, but to continue to move up and forward with his hand, hooking Ji Junfeng's neck.

Wen Qing's eyes widened, and the other hand was also lifted up by the vine.

His hands were forced to wrap around Ji Junfeng's neck.

The next second, Ji Junfeng tilted his head and held his lips.

His tongue is extraordinarily flexible, and it pressed between Wen Qing's lips and teeth, directly prying open the teeth, and quickly penetrated into his mouth.

Wen Qing not only couldn't avoid his kiss, but was driven by the vines on her body to adjust to a more suitable position for kissing.

His body was forced to lean against Ji Junfeng, his head was slightly raised, and he endured the kiss from the other party.

Ji Junfeng deftly wrapped around the tip of his tongue, tugging at his upper jaw as if it were nothing.

An indescribable numbness swept over, Wen Qing opened his mouth, his eyes were hazy, and a layer of water mist appeared, causing him to snort slightly unconsciously.

The sound of water between the lips and teeth and the low hum like a kitten's meow intertwined, echoing in the house.

Ji Junfeng's breathing became heavier, and with his tender lips, he scratched the base of his tongue.

"Well……"

Wen Qing's cheeks rose with two flushes, and she couldn't help making a sticky snort.

This kiss was a little different from the previous ones.

In addition to the mouth, the vines on his hands and feet are also slowly moving.

Although the surface of the vine is smooth, it rubs against the surface of the skin when sliding, causing bursts of itching.

Wen Qing felt itchy all over, from the inside out.

Itchy and comfortable.

Because of Ji Junfeng's kiss, the movement of the vines relieved a little itching, but a stronger feeling followed.

Wen Qing opened her mouth, her brain went blank due to lack of oxygen, and tears fell unconsciously down her cheeks.

Then, it was wiped away by a slender vine.

The tip of the vine was glowing with water, and it hung in the air for a moment, resting on Wen Qing's cheek, scratching back and forth.

"Well"

Wen Qing's body was so soft that he didn't have the slightest strength, if it wasn't for the vines supporting him, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

Ji Junfeng stared at his wet red eyes and reluctantly ended the kiss.

Wen Qing leaned against him, opened her lips slightly, and gasped for breath.

His eyelashes were wet with tears, hanging down sullenly, his lips were wet and swollen, and the lip line was smudged outward, looking like he was kissed hard.

The hot and humid breath spit out from his lips and rushed towards his face, with a sweet fragrance.

Ji Junfeng lowered his eyes and couldn't help but licked his lips again.

The more you lick, the wetter.

The more you lick it, the more red it becomes.

Ji Junfeng breathed for a while and asked in a low voice, "Are you still hungry?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said with a crying voice, "I'm not hungry anymore..."

"I'm not hungry."

His voice was thick and nasal, sticky and soft.

Ji Junfeng couldn't help lowering his head and licked Wen Qing's cheek: "There's not enough time."

"I'll feed you when he announces the next day's game."

Wen Qing's head was still a little dazed, and she didn't realize what he was saying.

"There's only half an hour left." Ji Junfeng said.

half an hour.

Wen Qing's chaotic brain slowly turned, and he understood that Ji Junfeng meant that there was only one hour left until the game on the second day started.

"When I finish all the games, we will be together forever." Ji Junfeng added,

Wen Qing was completely sobered up by his words.

What is together forever?

He doesn't want it.

Wen Qing's fingers trembled, her arms had no strength, not even the strength to slap.

The vines sensed the movement of his fingers and sent his hand directly to Ji Junfeng's palm.

Ji Junfeng held his hand and squeezed his palm lightly.

There was an itch in the palm again.

Wen said softly, "Ji Junfeng."

Ji Junfeng responded and continued to play with his hand.

A faint ray of light fell on Ji Junfeng's face, and his appearance did not change in any way. It was the same as when he was in the seminary.

He lowered his eyelashes, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Even if Wen Qing couldn't see his eyes clearly, he could see his joy in Ji Junfeng's expression.

Ji Junfeng slowly lifted his eyelids, and looked at Wen Qing madly: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing was taken aback by him, this face was too deceptive.

He quickly looked away and asked casually, "Do you know what seeds are?"

Ji Junfeng blinked: "It's a seed."

Wen Qing was silent.

Seeing that this was not the answer he wanted, Ji Junfeng blinked and said again: "For most humans, it's not a good thing."

Ji Junfeng said lightly: "What kind of cause you plant, what kind of fruit you get."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched: "So will monsters be born?"

A vine from the ceiling, curled with seeds, fell down in front of him.

"Maybe," Ji Junfeng raised his hand to take the seed, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said to Wen Qing, "This is your seed."

After speaking, he put the seed in Wen Qing's palm.

"Don't worry," Ji Junfeng chuckled, "your seeds are good."

Wen Qing looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean by ok?"

Ji Junfeng tilted his head and said slowly, "He doesn't like killing."

"I've killed a lot of people, and my seed is bad."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, cause and effect

He is holding the seed, so something will really grow out of this seed.

Sikong doesn't like killing, players who don't like killing

"The time is almost up," Ji Junfeng reluctantly let go of Wen Qing's hand and said to him, "I'll go to the living room."

"Come back after dealing with the bad seeds."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

As he approached, the vines covering the door spread quickly, revealing the original appearance of the wooden door.

When Ji Junfeng walked out of the room, the vines covered the door again.

Wen Qing clutched the seeds and walked to the bedside and sat down.

He looked up and down, the room was full of vines, tightly entwined, without a single loophole.

The only thing that can be considered a loophole is the window. The vines are horizontal and vertical in a grid shape, allowing people to see the outside world.

Wen Qing tilted her head to look over and saw the change in the panel in the air.

[On the first day, the countdown is one minute. 】

[Players: 10,001. 】

Countdown to one minute.

Wen Qing looked down at the dark seeds in her palm, thinking of Ji Junfeng's words, she didn't dare to hold them anymore.

He put the seed on the sheet, took two steps back, stared nervously.

Suddenly, Sikong's voice sounded in the air:

"On the second day, it is everyone's responsibility to protect nature."

"The surviving players pass the game."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, protect nature?

The rules and regulations of the world popped up in his mind.

[All players please take care of flowers, trees and small animals. 】

[All players are requested to consciously maintain the sanitation of the human environment, throw waste into the trash can, do not litter, and do not defecate anywhere. 】

This should be related to the game on the second day, right?

Wen Qing pinched his palm and exhaled.

Suddenly, the seeds resting on the sheets moved.

Wen Qing nervously took a step back and almost fell, but luckily the vines supported him in time.

The seeds trembled on the sheets again.

"Crack—" A small voice sounded from inside the room.

The dark surface of the seed was cracked, and green tenderness grew out of the gap.

In a second, the green buds grew into buds, followed by white buds.

The buds stretched out layer by layer, opened slowly, and bloomed into a rose under Wen Qing's eyelids.

A faint rose scent lingers in the air.

Wen Qing instinctively sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, and in the blink of an eye, the tiredness of his body and the swelling and pain on his lips disappeared.

The rose petals trembled slightly, and the branches leaned forward, as if for him to touch.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, raised his hand and touched the petals.

The moment his fingertips touched the petals, Rose's body suddenly grew larger, almost two meters high.

It bent down sharply, unfolding its petals and engulfing the gentle body.

Wen Qing's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

The rose shook its body, the petals slowly fell, and disappeared out of thin air a second before touching the vine.

After a while, the room returned to its original appearance.

No roses, no gentleness.

Only the vines moved slowly on the wall.