Yin Yan's gaze fell on his slightly opened lips, and his hand suddenly passed forward and fed the balls in.
The emerald green balls melted in the mouth, a light medicinal and plant fragrance melted in the mouth, Yu Zhen shut his mouth reflexively, and pressed Yin Yan's fingers that hadn't had time to withdraw between his lips.
The two had a meal together and looked up at each other.
Puff, puff, and puff.
I don't know whose heartbeat is frantically clamoring in his ears, Yu Zhenhua leaned back, tightening his lips and staring at Yin Yan, unable to speak.
Yin Yan retracted his hand, his expression was still calm, as if nothing happened just now, and he even arranged his sleeves leisurely, leaned back a bit and leaned back on the sofa, and said, "Don't be afraid, it's just the lowest-level heart-raising pill. Can be calm and concentrating."
The noisy heartbeat in his ears quickly faded, as if everything just now was just his illusion.
Yu Zhen raised his hand and touched his chest, and found that his heart showed no signs of jumping around. He pressed the press in doubt, and the tight nerves were quickly dissipated by the effect of the Yangxin Pill, which attracted attention.
"Yangxinwan?" He put down his hand and moved a little closer to Yin Yan, his eyes fell on his hand curiously, and asked: "Where did you take it out? Is it magic?"
Yin Yan raised his hand again, and Yu Zhen leaned back reflexively. After reacting, he froze in embarrassment. He raised his eyes and took a careful look at Yin Yan's still expressionless face. He coughed his head and moved his body back silently.
"You said, I, I was more surprised just now, yes, more surprised, I didn't mean to hide from you, really."
The textbook-like place has no silver three hundred taels.
Yin Yan waited for him to get close and raised his hand to flick his forehead, then spread his palms, flipped them so that the backs of his hands were facing upwards, and replied: "Yangxinwan comes from my mustard space, and the mustard space exists in my sea of consciousness. , The key to entry and exit is the ring in our hand."
Yu Zhen was stunned by his knocking on his forehead like an adult teaches a child, and then after digesting his words with difficulty, he was directly silly.
"The ring on our hand? Us?"
He stretched out his hand wearing the ring, not knowing if it was an illusion, and suddenly felt that the ring on his hand was hot.
"You and I are connected in destiny, and both are remnants of souls. If I want to restart my sea of knowledge, I can only use the contract token."
Yin Yan held his hand, his palm was hot, as if there was power flowing: "You touched the ghost twice, and the accumulated power is finally enough to open my sea of consciousness, but the mustard space is special, and with your current soul strength, it can’t be Smoothly opened to use, so it can only be so for the time being."
The sensation of hotness slowly disappeared, replaced by a strange feeling of traction in my heart.
Yin Yan moved his hand, and then made a "poof", and a small white furry animal the size of a palm appeared in Yu Zhen's palm.
Yu Zhenshou's eyes widened, his open palms froze directly.
"This is the world spirit of the mustard seed space. If I am not by your side, you can call it if you want."
Yin Yan explained that he tapped his fingers on the head of the curled up animal, then retracted his hand and leaned back against the back of the sofa chair.
After tapping, the animal's body curled up into a ball moved, and the small paw stepped on Yu Zhen's palm, then stretched out its body and stretched out a big lazy waist, stood up and looked up at Yu Zhen, and opened his mouth: "Meow~ "
Yu Zhen sighed Panasonic with a sigh of relief. He looked at the kitten with the size of his palm even when he stretched his body, and asked in doubt, "Cat?" It was still a small cat that couldn't be smaller.
"It's just transformed into the appearance of a domestic cat, and its body is a tower called Nothingness."
nothingness.
Yu Zhen chanted this neuter and domineering name silently in her heart, and looked at the cute white milk cat with a tiger head and a cute brain. Gently rubbed its head, looked at its slick eyes, and asked in a soft voice: "Then I will call you Xiaowu in the future, do you agree?"
The emptiness that has been sleeping for many years is degraded to the original ignorant appearance because of the master's strength and the incomplete soul. He tilted his head when he heard the words, stepped on his palm, bowed his head and sniffed his taste, very docilely and well-behaved. Squatted down and flicked his tail lightly: "Meow~"
"Then I assume you agree."
Yu Zhen rarely showed a very obvious happy smile. Just about to hold it in his arms, the door of the lounge was knocked suddenly, then his hand was light, the ring was hot, and the milk cat in his palm disappeared.
Yin Yan held his frustrated hand at the right time, gently squeezed the low voice that he was about to exit, and said to the door: "Please come in."
He was well-connected, and in less than half an hour, Yin Yan went from a poor and white remnant to a super rich remnant.
After confirming the transfer information, Yin Yan took Yu Zhen out of the jewelry store under the gift of the person in charge of the jewelry store, went directly to the men's clothing on the fourth floor, and chose a simple style store to enter.
"You want to buy clothes?"
Yu Zhen reluctantly stabilized her tone, hypnotizing herself without seeing the terrible prices on the clothes tags, and asked with a "calm" look on her face.
"Ok."
Yin Yan nodded, glanced across the shelf, pointed to one of the white sweaters, and said to the shopping guide who was waiting quietly away from a polite distance: "This one, his code, thank you."
"Wait a minute." The shopping guide immediately stepped forward, not looking directly at the customer too pretentiously, so he didn't notice Yu Zhen's sudden widening eyes.
Yin Yan looked like he had eyes behind his back. He turned his head back in time and blocked Yu Zhen's refusal to export. Of course, he said: "Your clothes are all buried under the rubble and you need to buy new ones."
"You don't have to buy this..."
"Use it." Yin Yan interrupted him, and followed his finger on a plain shirt for the shopping guide to pick up the code, then walked to Yu Zhen and said in a low voice, "The Yin family is doing a lot of business in City B. Now I am Yin Yan and you are Yin Yan's partner. What we wear is not clothes, but the Yin family's face."
"..."
Yu Zhen remembered that Qiu Feiqian's hand was a meeting ceremony in units of 10,000. If he refused, he swallowed it. When the shopping guide came back with the clothes, he took the initiative to reach out and took the clothes into the dressing room.
Shirts, sweaters, cashmere coats, trousers, shoes, belts... The old clothes are taken off one by one, and the new clothes that fit each other are upper body. Yu Zhen is like a pearl washed away from the dust on the face, finally exposed The original brilliance.
Without the cover of those old and bloated cotton clothes, his figure finally became clear.
Between a teenager and a young man, his body is well proportioned but slightly thin, slender limbs, beautiful shoulder and neck lines, beautifully curved neck... These details that were previously hidden by the bloated cotton clothes are all exposed, when he is slightly sideways. , The line extending from the chin along the neck to the shoulders is so perfect that people can’t help but want to hug it.
But Yin Yan took a step back, still a big step.
Yu Zhen just turned his head to see this scene: "..."
He moved his neck uncomfortably and stopped looking at himself in the mirror.
Losing the protection of the vertical collar of the cotton jersey, he always felt that the half-exposed neck was a little bit chilly, and he wanted to pull the shirt collar up again.
"Is it weird?" He looked at Yin Yan and asked in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to pull at the sleeve of his jacket.
Yin Yan returned to his senses, although no one noticed that he had just lost his senses.
He didn't answer Yu Zhen's words, but turned his head to look at the shopping guide who was waiting quietly, and said, "I need all of this. Then bring me a scarf, which is softer."
The shopping guide nodded, turned around to pick the scarf, Yu Zhen couldn't help but approached Yin Yan, and then Yin Yan took a step back.
"...Is there any germs on my body?" Yu Zhen stopped and asked numbly.
Yin Yan moved the gaze fixed on his neck to his face, then moved it to his head, and answered the wrong question: "It's almost."
Yu Zhen was silent, silently releasing a signal of depression and anger.
The shopping guide came back with a scarf, camel color, wool material, very soft and thick.
Yin Yan took the scarf and was finally willing to get close. He stepped forward and put the scarf around his head, covering his neck and most of his face before stopping, then patted his head lightly and turned around. Go to checkout with the shopping guide.
There was a slight itching and tingling feeling in his heart, but Yu Zhen had no time to pay attention to this. At this time, his attention was all on the scarf that was overwhelming, and he was hurriedly trying to rescue his nose from the scarf. come out.
When he breathed fresh air again, the instigator who had just annoyed him had already ran away, and the tingling feeling in his heart had disappeared.
"Always say something incomprehensible..."
He twisted his eyebrows and murmured, realizing that he was stunned after complaining, he touched the soft scarf on his neck, bowed his head, and buried most of his face in it again.
After buying the clothes, Yin Yan kept a polite distance two steps away from Yu Zhen, and led people into a high-end barber shop on the next floor.
"Fix his missing bangs."
After Yin Yan said to the hair stylist, he walked aside and sat down on the resting sofa, took a magazine in his hand and began to look through it.
Yu Zhen glanced sideways at his calm and almost indifferent side face. He sat on the chair with a dull face, his brain was hot, and said to the hair stylist: "I want to shave my head."
"Buddha Xiu only needs to shave his head." Yin Yan didn't lift his head, and said calmly: "The Yin family don't like bald heads, so do I."
"..."
What if I want to shave more!
Yu Zhen glanced at the stylist with a dazed expression, swallowed the little willfulness that had suddenly risen, and said intimately: "Then... Shave your nails, you are free to play."
The hair stylist was silent when he heard the words, looked back and forth at the two of them, and decisively swept the words "ban inch" that insulted his aesthetics and technique, and selectively listened to the words "freedom".
With a reserved smile, he observed Yu Zhen's five senses, his eyes lit up, and he noticed in his heart.
After some trimming, blowing, blowing and ironing, after two full hours, Yu Zhen was finally put out of the chair by the very powerful and domineering hair stylist.
In the mirror, he still has black hair, no messy curls, and no messy coloring. His hair looks a little more fresh and fluffy than before, and he looks good to touch and knead.
The bangs were completely trimmed, exposing the forehead, and the hair on the sideburns was also trimmed. The overall hair was shortened a lot, highlighting the facial features, especially the eyebrows.
In short, it is very beautiful, it makes people's eyes look good, but it is not very deliberate, and it looks very natural and everyday.
"Thanks a lot."
Yin Yan didn't know when to put down the magazine and stood behind him. As soon as he raised his hand, he covered the hairstyle he had just made, and then took out the scarf he took off before putting it on his head again, revealing his good-looking facial features. All surrounded.
Yu Zhen, whose sight was completely blocked by the scarf: "..."
Is his face so shameless? My heart started to itch again, probably because I wanted to hit someone.