Zhang Yuan walked over and saw that there were two rows of wooden doors standing upright on the ground, five doors in a row, ten doors facing each other, forming a passage in the middle.
Fan Jiaojiao asked Zhang Yuan to stand at the end of the passage, and then said, "Control with your mind and see how many doors can be opened at the same time."
Zhang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, "You really took a lot of thought, I'll try it."
Zhang Yuan then turned his face straight, staring at the two rows of wooden doors in front of him, calming his mind, controlling his mind with his mind, holding his hands up at the same time, sinking his body, and slowly pushing out his palms.
"Squeaky~" a long voice came, and the opposite door was slowly pushed open four times.
"You can only control four objects now." Fan Jiaojiao shook her head unsatisfactorily. She worried that one day an enemy would shoot a shuttle bullet and Zhang Yuan would not have time to deal with it.
"I'll try again." Zhang Yuan tried again, still four, but the position was different.
"I understand." Zhang Yuan put down his hand and said, "The so-called mind control, you must form a connection between your mind and an object. That is to say, you should think of such an object in your brain to establish this connection. I am not weak at the moment. , But because the number of objects that my brain can think at the same time is only four at most."
"Then you can't think more about it?" Fan Jiaojiao asked.
"I'm afraid not. For example, can you watch two TVs at the same time? Even if you can, how about four and five TVs? You can only watch them one by one, not at the same time." Zhang Yuan retorted.
At this moment, Murong Xinluan said, "The door is not a TV, and you don't need to watch it, as long as you want it."
Zhang Yuan patted his head, "Yes, my eyes are open, and it is inevitable that my mind will be affected by my eyes. I just thought of this door, but my mind moved to another one. If I look at all the doors again, then Close your eyes?"
"Yes, try." The women urged in unison.
Now women know that Zhang Yuan has a powerful enemy. Every time Zhang Yuan goes out, they are very worried. They are afraid that the enemy Long Baichuan will suddenly appear. In fact, they work hard to practice martial arts and hope that they can exert their strength when the real enemy is. After all, this is their home, and Zhang Yuan is also their husband.
But what they hope more is that Zhang Yuan can be more powerful, even more powerful, to reach the point of ignoring the world, so that someone can hurt him, and this family will continue to be happy forever.
As the women watched, Zhang Yuan closed his eyes. At the last glance, he had already left all the afterimages of the ten doors in his mind. The ten doors stood in front of him and stood in Zhang Yuan’s mind. After a while, Zhang Yuan stretched out his hands...
Can he succeed? The women held their breath nervously, and the moment of tension came, how they wished their men could succeed.
But to their disappointment, Zhang Yuan's hands did not push out, but opened again, all in wa
Opened his eyes.
"What's the matter?" Mina asked impatiently.
Fan Jiaojiao waved her hand quickly and motioned her not to speak.
Soon, Zhang Yuan looked around again before closing his eyes again.
It turned out that at the moment Zhang Yuan was about to push, he suddenly found that one of his Zhang Yuan closed his eyes again. There was nothing in his mind, no, there were objects, the ten wooden doors. At this moment, the world was empty, and everything around him was gone. He went away, and the only thing left was the ten wooden doors, the doors without door frames.
Afterwards, Zhang Yuan exhaled, sank, and pushed his hands forward!
Quiet! Zhang Yuan didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that there would be embarrassment, and even more afraid to disappoint the women who loved him so much.
Still quiet! Zhang Yuan couldn't stand it anymore. He opened his eyes and saw that all ten doors were open. Why didn't they speak
Looking back, the women were all smiling happily and wickedly.
"Okay! Did you deliberately?" Zhang Yuan said angrily.
Only then did the women stretch out their hands together and yelled, "Yeah!"
"No, no, late, I will punish you." Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, "Don't even want to run, you know what I deliberately control, I can catch you back no matter how far you run."
"We just want to make you nervous." The little foxes became poor little squirrels for a while.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful, let me kiss everyone!"
"Huh, rogue~"
Living among the flowers is to have fun, one by one, the little red cheeks, and the little warm cheeks with the lips, it feels so wonderful.
I kissed them one by one, and finally came to Murong Xinluan, her face was already blushing horribly.
"Do I want it too?" Murong Xinluan's voice was small, her small heart beating wildly.
Zhang Yuan paused. For Murong Xinluan, he was very contradictory. He said he didn't love it. It was fake. Is it so easy to forget the unforgettable love of the whole life? But whenever Zhang Yuan thought that this was his sister, he hesitated, so before he knew it, Zhang Yuan always avoided meeting her and getting along with her.
"Of course we must kiss! We have been kissed!" Fan Jiaojiao coaxed and pushed Zhang Yuan vigorously.
If you die, you die, even if your sister kisses her cheek, it doesn't mean anything. Zhang Yuan took a breath and said, "Of course I have to kiss, if it weren't for you, I couldn't think of a way to close my eyes..."
"So this time I will get more rewards, kiss my lips!" Fan Jiaojiao snarled again with the girls.
Zhang Yuan was upset, damn girl, can this lips be kissed casually
Zhang Yuangang was looking for something to say, but at this moment, Murong Xinluan gave a shy cry, closed her beautiful big eyes, and her moist and shiny pink lips opened slightly, and her breathing was a little messy. She has been waiting for this long-awaited kiss again.
Really? Zhang Yuan swallowed and spit, and licked his lips again. The soft pink lips were attracting him. This is the beautiful soft lips that millions of fans yearn for. Like the petals of pink roses, it slightly opened and waited for a man to kiss. It's even more touching.
But... Fan Jiaojiao suddenly glared and scolded: "Are you Zhang Yuan or not!"
Yes, Lao Tzu is Zhang Yuan, not Tie Ying, and has nothing to do with Murong Xinluan, nor is he the son of the old beast Long Baichuan. What can't you kiss him
"I'm Zhang Yuan! Always!" Zhang Yuan said, lowering his head and sucking Murong Xinluan's soft lips.
Because it was a sudden breath, Zhang Yuan felt a bit rough after the kiss, but afterwards, Murong Xinluan kissed him more rudely and fiercely. Two arms wrapped around Zhang Yuan’s neck like a snake, and her soft lips pressed tightly. Zhang Yuan's mouth was sucked together. She waited for too long, too much miss, too much worry, too much struggle and pain, all the love and sorrow were in this kiss.