Before Ning Zhou's answer, Qi Leren reserved the [SL Dafa] to save a file.

He was not sure what consequences would be caused by the "curses transfer" and "time prank" mentioned in [Kiss of True Love]. He expected that it was probably for him to bear the "time countercurrent punishment" for Ning Zhou, and Ning Zhou would return to normal, and he would start the time retrograde.

It would be much easier for him to bear these things than Ning Zhou.

Ning Zhou's incarnation will lose memory because his body is no longer in the material world, but in the gap between time and space - equivalent to physical disconnection, cloud archives cannot be downloaded to the computer host, and computer host archives cannot be uploaded to the cloud.

This made Ning Zhou's incarnation go back in time, but he was unable to synchronize memory from the body, causing inevitable amnesia symptoms.

But Qi Leren has no problem. He did not "break the internet". His body lies safely in the underground ice palace of the inquisition, sharing all memories with his incarnation. Even if his incarnation is cursed by the time countercurrent, he will retreat for a year every day, and every time he wakes up, he can obtain his complete memory from the incarnation.

Compared to his abortion, Qi Leren is more worried about Ning Zhou's situation.

If Ning Zhou's time countercurrent punishment is lifted and his body returns to his state seven years later, then the curse he bears...

Can he bear it? Or will he suddenly fall into madness?

What about his body? Will it be unable to maintain a stable state due to the recovery of the incarnation?

Qi Le people don’t know, but he will always know.

He was ready and quickly slipped away after [Kiss of True Love] and found a place that Ning Zhou could not see for himself - of course, he could not come in front of Ning Zhou, which would leave a psychological shadow on him - after reading the file, he would return to the state he was in the save, that is, the state that he had not been transferred and cursed yet.

The Qileren is not sure whether this can avoid the curse, but it is always right to try it.

I always feel that it won't go very smoothly... Qi Le people are worried about their usual lucky values.

But soon, he could no longer be distracted because Ning Zhou's handsome face was so close that he was shocked by the beauty at close range, Qi Leren's heart beat like thunder.

Ning Zhou hasn't answered him yet, but Qi Leren always has a way to let him speak.

"I heard that if the wound is injured, you should lick it so that it can be disinfected." He continued to stroke Ning Zhou's lower lip, suggesting ambiguously that the tip of the bitten tongue stretched out, revealing the pitiful wound. "Now my tongue is injured, you should take responsibility to disinfect it."

Ning Zhoujun's face turned slightly red. He pursed his lips, but accidentally pressed Qi Leren's index finger on his lips and pursed it in. The gentle touch was like an electric shock. He immediately opened his mouth, leaned back in panic, turned around and started looking for something.

Qi Leren:?

A bottle of liquor was handed to Qi Leren, and Ning Zhou blushed and said seriously: "That is the wrong disinfection method. The correct way is to use liquor to clean the wound."

Qi Leren: "..."

His eyes were sincere and his expression was serious, as if this was a great event.

OK, it’s you! Qi Leren is almost angry and laughed. What should the children do if they don’t understand the charm? Of course they need to teach them!

Qi Leren quickly grabbed the bottle of wine, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips, but the intensity of the wine was beyond his imagination. Before he could swallow it, his nose felt sore and his throat numb, and he immediately sprayed it out: "Cough cough... cough cough cough... this wine... this wine is too... Are you drinking pure alcohol?"

"It's not pure alcohol, it's mixed with 30% of the water." Ning Zhou said.

"Children cannot drink such strong alcohol!"

"I'm already an adult."

"Even adults are not good!"

Qi Leren's face was flushed when he was choked, and his sunset color spread out on his face. The blush complemented his tears and moist eyes. He sniffed, his nose full of smell of alcohol.

He looked at Ning Zhou accusedly: "I'm dizzy now."

Ning Zhou was worried: "Are you drunk?"

Qi Leren nodded, cried and said pitifully: "I feel uncomfortable, uncomfortable, my headache is nauseous, my stomach is about to get a fever, and it still hurts a little."

Ning Zhou completely believed it!

An honest child always forgets that his lover has many tricks. He cares about it and is extremely nervous. He hugged the depressed Qi Leren at a loss. Qi Leren leaned into his arms and smiled proudly.

Humph, children are easy to cheat, but they still have to look at adults.

"I want to drink something hot." Qi Leren said weakly.

"I'll cook the soup to relieve wine for you." Ning Zhouzheng was worried, and immediately took action after giving instructions.

He put Qi Leren on the carpet and wrapped it tightly with his cloak - for some reason, Qi Leren's eyes were a little resentful - and he got up and started working on the bonfire.

He took out a bottle of important ingredients and soaked them in a wide-mouthed transparent wine bottle, and kept them in alcohol.

Qi Leren looked closely and immediately stood up and asked in horror: "What is this?!"

Ning Zhou poured the round unknown object inside into the hot pot: "The eyeball of the sheep."

"Why put it in the pot?" Qi Leren was about to scream.

Ning Zhou finished pouring the sheep's eyeballs and was peeling the lemon's skin: "The key ingredients of the wine-relieving soup are sheep's eyeballs and lemon juice. They are very nutritious and will wake up a lot after drinking it, and they will ensure that they will not have hangovers and headaches. This is a method that has been passed down from the orc tribe of the Emerald Sea."

"Even demons don't eat such food!" Qi Leren trembled and screamed very loudly.

Ning Zhou squeezed out the lemon juice and looked at him in confusion: "How are you?"

Qi Leren, who was so scared that he was energetic, immediately lay back and said weakly: "...not very good."

Ning Zhou: "It will be fine after drinking."

Qi Leren buried his face in his cloak and wailed silently: It’s weird! He will die after taking a sip of this devilish cuisine!

Seeing him twisting uneasyly in his cloak, Ning Zhou comforted, "Wait a little longer, and I'll feed you when it boils."

Feed him?

OK OK OK.

Qi Leren lay peacefully: Even if it was poison, as long as Ning Zhou fed him personally, he would have to finish drinking it before he died!

After cooking, Ning Zhou helped Qi Leren up and fed him the soup with a spoon.

Qi Leren lay happily in the arms of the sweetheart, pretending to be weak and powerless, and only opened his mouth: "Ah——"

The quenching soup was just out of the pot and the temperature was hot. Ning Zhou let the soup in the spoon cool for a while before feeding it to Qi Leren.

Qi Leren swallowed it in one bite. The urgent spirit reminded Ning Zhou of the little penguin that had just hatched, stretched his neck and hungry to feed him the fish.

"It's so bad." Qi Leren frowned and barely swallowed it, his bad mind started to move again.

He pulled Ning Zhou's cloak, raised his head and chirped gently on his lips. The soup on his lips stuck to Ning Zhou's lips. The latter subconsciously licked his lips. The sour and familiar smell was inexplicably stained with a hint of honey.

"I'll give you a taste of how hard it is, sour and bitter it is." Qi Leren said with a strong sense of justice.

"It's okay," Ning Zhou said, stuffing him another spoonful.

Qi Leren was on the way. Every time he took a sip, he would attack Ningzhou, kissing loudly and brightly.

The alert and sensitive Paladin was repeatedly careless and was successfully attacked again and again, but the blush on his face betrayed his righteous and arrogant behavior.

After drinking a bowl of soup, Qi Leren looked at the sheep's eyes at the bottom of the bowl and rolled his eyes obscurely.

Now he was fearless. Even if there was a demon's eyeball inside, as long as Ning Zhou feeds him, he could drink it without changing his face.

Ning Zhou put down the bowl, but his cunning partner started to act evil again.

"My tongue was burned." Qi Leren covered his cheeks, spit out his tongue, and hissed and sucked in.

The wound on the tongue was very inconspicuous, and a small spot on the tender red tip of the tongue attracted people to watch it frequently.

Ning Zhou felt his throat dry, and he pursed his lips and asked the question that had just begun to linger in his heart.

"Actually, you need to use your tongue to kiss, right?"

Qi Leren looked at him in surprise, "What, Ning Zhou was enlightened? It's not worth it that he repeatedly hinted countless times!"

Overjoyed, Qi Leren sat up energeticly and looked at Ning Zhou's handsome face seriously: "You understand, do you want to try it now?"

Ning Zhou blushed: "You ask."

Qi Leren smirked, with a little seductive charm in his pride. He slowly recited the conditions for the activation of [True Love Kiss] and used [SL Dafa] to archive: "Dear Paladin, can I kiss you?"

Ning Zhou was solemn, as solemn as if he was facing a solemn ceremony, without any slight slightest resentment.

He said: "You can always."

Qi Leren was stunned for a moment. Ning Zhou spoke too seriously, as if he was as serious as when he said "I do" at the wedding ceremony.

It is not a response to the charming invitation, but a response to the love that emerges from the heart.

For a moment, Qi Leren regretted it a little. He should have been more serious when he said that, just as seriously as Ning Zhou.

But it was too late. Just when he was upset, Ning Zhou had already leaned over and kissed his lips.

He learned new kissing skills from his lover and practiced it curiously. He tried to pry open his lover's sweet lips, and his lover indulged him and quietly removed his guard, allowing him to invade and ask for it.

He gently licked the wound on the tip of his tongue and used his endless love to heal the tiny scars. It was a taste of intoxication. The pain of the wound was insignificant. They had suffered injuries that were tens of millions of times heavier than this. However, when the lover came to soothe, the small wounds such as needles would be used to win love.

No more words are needed, embracing each other and kissing are better than anything else.

They kissed in the snow, greedily craving for the saliva in each other's mouth. The awkward temptation gradually faded in the sweet lingering, and the young paladin suddenly discovered that he had entered a brand new world.

There is no longer a desert of ice and snow, but a sweetness of milk and honey, bright and warm, rich and abundant.

In a trance, he heard the sound of polar glaciers disintegrating. The continuous and unchanging glaciers slowly melted in the warm current and fell into the sea in pieces.

He smelled the fresh and natural smell, like the polar tundra where spring flowers bloomed, and the meadows were filled with colorful wild flowers.

The breeze blew, and he raised his head beside him, his eyes were gentle and passionate, and the caramel-colored pupils were filled with sweet love.

He held hands with his lover and walked towards the rising sun.
To be continued...