What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"That's really impressive."

An Chen nodded.

He suddenly understood; as the saying goes, geniuses are all madmen.

Is it possible to learn skills that are difficult to distinguish between talent and skills that can be plagiarized?

"The person who is still yelling at Feng Kai right now is Yu Bei."

Jiuge continued her introduction.

She wanted to try to extend the introduction time so that she could hold An Chen's hand for longer.

“I know that.” An Chen had a good memory; he recognized the person the first time Gong Jun introduced him to his colleague.

"You can't judge a book by its cover. He's a very serious, hardworking, and reliable person, and I admire him a lot." Jiuge's expression was very serious.

She had met Yu Bei a few times by chance before. Because she was not good at speaking and could not express herself, the thoughtful Yu Bei helped her several times in a very clever way.

"He's definitely a good person, the kind who's easy to worry about," An Chen judged.

Looking at Yu Bei, he couldn't help but recall his mother, who no longer remembered him.

Pity……

"Also a support role?" An Chen asked tentatively.

Judging from the information of the two people mentioned above, Yu Bei is most likely also a support role.

He began to ponder the association's reasons for sending support teams.

Jiuge also has the task of collective purification and salvation. If Jiuge is not considered as combat power, then it is equivalent to having no combat power at all.

Thinking about the expression on Huang Lao's face when he looked at him, and then about that strange knight, An Chen had some guesses in his mind.

"Yes, his ability is A, and his unique skill is extreme healing." Jiuge nodded, then thought about what else she could elaborate on next.

"I see."

An Chen sighed.

"I'm not watching anymore." He said with a hint of helplessness.

There's nothing left to be curious about.

"Huh? You're not going to watch anymore?" Jiuge's mouth formed a small "O" shape.

If she doesn't look, it means she can't continue holding An Chen's hand.

"Well, I understand pretty much everything." An Chen looked up at the sky.

There were many stars in the sky, and the air was very fresh.

A hundred years ago, Gouzi Bay was different from the modern city; the environment was very fresh, and you can feel that even in the illusion.

Jiuge felt a little regretful about stopping the psychic communication.

After waiting for a long time, An Chen still hadn't let go.

Jiuge looked up in confusion.

“We’re currently set up as a married couple, so holding hands is perfectly normal,” An Chen said expressionlessly.

Chapter 85 Blow on me

"Hmph, then there's nothing we can do."

Jiuge snorted and gently curled a strand of hair with her free hand.

Although An Chen's excuse was indeed clumsy, since he wanted to hold her hand so much, she could go along with it.

“There’s really nothing we can do. You were the one who admitted to being my wife in front of Little Dog Egg in the first place.” An Chen deliberately made a helpless expression at Jiu Ge.

“What?…” Jiuge was stunned.

After carefully searching my memory, it seems that what An Chen said is indeed true.

"But...but...but...you didn't refute it either." She stammered, blushing, in her defense.

Jiu Ge was a little confused. How did it turn into a situation where it seemed like she was the one actively flirting with An Chen, while An Chen became the passive party?

Ignoring Jiu Ge's words, An Chen said expressionlessly, "I almost thought you liked me."

He began to test Jiuge.

She is not averse to holding hands and is easily shy and blushes. Logically speaking, for a normal girl, these two characteristics mean that she likes the other person and there is no other option.

But the girl in front of him was Jiu Ge.

She is an amazing girl who, for the sake of her mission and her ideals, can completely ignore her fear of what she is afraid of under special circumstances.

Furthermore, Jiuge doesn't seem to have much experience with normal social interactions before.

It's normal to feel nervous and shy from time to time after suddenly spending so much time with An Chen.

Therefore, An Chen wanted to find out Jiu Ge's thoughts.

"How could you... what are you thinking?" Jiuge suddenly raised her voice several decibels.

Fortunately, a small barrier had been set up, otherwise it would have definitely attracted all the nearby residents.

Her breathing became erratic, and in her panic, Jiu Ge instinctively shook off An Chen's hand that was holding hers.

Immediately afterwards, she frantically grabbed An Chen's hand, which he had already pulled back, and took it back.

"We're set up as a couple, so we can't let go of each other's hands!" Jiuge's voice grew louder and louder, but she turned her head to the side.

She wasn't used to holding hands yet, and coupled with the fact that An Chen's inexplicable words had thrown her into a panic, she accidentally did something she would regret for the rest of her life.

"So... what exactly happened?" An Chen was bewildered.

At first, she acted as if she wanted to refute me and stay far away, but later she took the initiative to get closer to me.

Others are inconsistent in their words and actions, but Jiuge is inconsistent in both her language and behavior.

"It's just...it's just...I think you're great. It's okay if you pretend to be my husband when we're doing missions..." Jiuge lowered her head, and her voice grew softer and softer.

But as a result, she gripped An Chen's hand tighter and tighter.

Jiuge became increasingly nervous, and even inadvertently used the word "husband".

"It's going to break."

An Chen felt that if Jiu Ge exerted a little more effort, he could directly leave the illusion, abandon the mission, and go to the hospital.

"You'll be responsible if you break it off."

When An Chen said this, it was impossible to tell whether he was joking or serious.

Anyway, they seem quite sincere at first glance.

In terms of his bad character, he seems to lack proper self-awareness and any sense of self-consciousness.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Although that's what she said, Jiuge thought for a few seconds about whether she should really try to break An Chen's hand.

In that case, she could directly take responsibility for An Chen, and wouldn't even need to wait for An Chen to confess his feelings to her before he would repay her with his body.

Stopping her grip, Jiuge looked apologetically at An Chen's hand, which had been pinched purple.

"Yes, this pressure is fine."

An Chen nodded.

The intense pain disappeared, leaving only a slight lingering ache.

Looking at Jiuge, he suddenly understood.

Jiuge meant that she wasn't sure how she really felt about herself, but she just thought she was a good person and might have a slight crush on her.

Thinking about it this way, An Chen suddenly understood, but there was still a little regret in his heart.

If only Jiuge were already his wife...

"Uh-huh."

Jiuge was still staring at An Chen's hand, her expression somewhat complicated.

"It hurts a lot, it might be internal injury," An Chen said expressionlessly.

Actually, it doesn't hurt much anymore.

"Oh? What should we do then? I'll use a simple healing spell to relieve your pain, and then we can go find Feng Kai and Yu Bei to examine you?"

Jiuge touched the Aser crystal on her waist, considered it for a moment with a serious face, and then made this suggestion.

Unexpectedly, An Chen has such delicate skin; her healing techniques and Yu Beibi's only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

If the spirits in the illusion must follow the previous trajectory and not deviate too much, then as long as they are not taken along, Jiu Ge and An Chen, who are heretics, as well as the other three colleagues of the association, should be able to move freely.

"I don't think I have any internal injuries." An Chen quickly changed his tune as he realized things were going in a strange direction.

"Just use a simple healing spell to heal me, then blow on it with your mouth," he said seriously, pretending that he had already thought it over.

"Blow with your mouth...?"

Jiuge stole a glance at An Chen, somewhat puzzled as to what kind of treatment this was.

“Our local methods only work for insiders. Because it’s a closely guarded secret, don’t tell anyone else, and don’t use it on others,” An Chen earnestly reminded him.

"Understood. I will keep this secret until my death."

Jiuge nodded slightly, her determined gaze returning to An Chen's purple hand.

An Chen's secret +1.

Just like HP in the game, the healing spell's effect appears green to the psychic.

The two sat on the ground, Jiu Ge gently holding An Chen's hand, a faint green light floating above his palm.

A cool sensation came over me.

It looked like she had applied prickly heat powder, or like she was covered in water and then walked into an air-conditioned room without wearing any clothes.

Soon, the purplish-red stain on his hand disappeared.