Cannon Fodder Counterattack System Chapter 89: Cannon fodder counterattack the scum Jianwen (5)
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Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the curly eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes. Ye Sinian's eyes flashed, and his gaze swept over the slender palm that stretched out in front of him quietly.
The skin is fair and the bones are distinct, and the palms have distinct veins.
Yesnian glanced up at him with a smile but a smile, the brilliance flowing in his eyes.
The man dressed as a Taoist suddenly brightened his eyes and smiled more sincerely.
The young man who had been waiting by the side stared at him with wide eyes, only to feel that it was not pleasing to his eyes.
It’s not that he is too careful, aren’t Taoists all monks? But where is this person like a monk? At first glance, he is a liar!
Gritting his teeth angrily, the young man glared at the Taoist priest who was staring straight at his son with a smile on his face, wishing to pounce on him and hit him with a peach blossom on his face!
The gaze cast on him was too hot, Ye Si coughed young and said: "This Daoist..."
"The son can call the poor Dao Ziyuan!" The man smiled, his eyes gleaming: "Calling the Dao Chief is too far away!"
The brows twitched, and Ye Sinian's eyes flashed with a distinct surprise.
Ziyuan...
In the data, isn't the Taoist priest who saved Zhao Feixiao the Taoist name Ziyuan...
In the impression, the image of the Taoist master with the long and fluttering bones of Xianfeng Dao shattered in an instant. Ye Sinian raised his eyes to look at the tall handsome man with scorching eyes in front of him, and his expression was subtly twitched.
The tall steed rattled its nose, and ran its horse hooves steadily on the bluestone street.
The young man sits outside the car, while driving the horse carefully while listening to the movement inside the carriage with an angry expression, his whole body is ready to go, as long as he hears a little change, he will immediately rush to the past!
He really didn't understand. How could a glamorous figure like his own son invite such a liar who is obviously glib to come back to the Fuzhong as a guest?
Thinking of his son's friendly attitude towards others, the young man sighed bitterly.
Father also asked him to follow the son well, and there must be no mistakes, but a man of noble temperament like the son is too easy to be deceived!
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In the carriage, the noble gentleman raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at the man sitting next to him, as if asking, "The opposite is so big, why do you have to come over and squeeze me?"
The liar with his obvious glib tongue shrinks his pupils slightly. He sideways looks at the perfect side face of his side, and an undercurrent surging in his ink-colored eyes.
"Ahem, you haven't consulted the name of Young Master Zun?" Zi Yuan straightened his back and opened his mouth with a deep gaze.
"Zhao Lingqiu." Ye Sinian curled his lips, sitting and looking at him with his head resting on his hands, raising his eyebrows and said: "What does Zi Yuan mean?"
The breeze slid into the window of the carriage, and the air seemed to faint with a faint smell of wine. The handsome and unparalleled man tilted his head and looked at him, his phoenix eyes glowing with water a little drunk.
Zi Yuan looked straight at Ye Sinian's face, and was so surprised that he opened his mouth slightly and was startled for a while.
Although the concentration of wine in this era is not very high, but only drunk a little, and the original owner's alcohol volume is not very good, so in the swaying carriage, Ye Sinian could not help but feel a little drunk. , The eyes are more blurred.
After blinking, the blurred vision instantly became clear, Ye Sinian met those dumb eyes and couldn't help but laugh.
Zi Yuan returned to his senses in an instant. He looked at the man in front of him who was smiling with crooked eyebrows and more refined facial features. He only felt that his heart, which had been silent under his robes, was beating quickly, and he was jumping faster and louder. , The bang almost reverberated in the carriage.
But after all, Jianghu has rich experience, just in the blink of an eye, he comforted his pounding heart, couldn't help but lean forward slightly, and moved a little closer in the direction of Yesinian, his voice was low and authentic: "The poor. It means...Ling Qiu Hongluan's star is moving, there must be a happy event in the near future, so I want to take a look with my hands to confirm it."
Yes Nian’s eyes were full of smiles, he gave him a meaningful look, and slowly stretched out his left hand, saying: "Now take it!"
The apple knot rolled unconsciously, Zi Yuan looked down at the hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes with hot emotions slid up slowly along the round fingertips like licking, slender and white. His fingers, well-knit palms, white wrists covered with delicate skin...
The scorching gaze that went up was blocked by the wide sleeves embroidered with ink-colored bamboo patterns, and Zi Yuan licked his lips with some regret.
Fingertips trembled slightly, and the smile in Yesinian's eyes almost rippled. He coughed slightly, half joking and half urging: "Zi Yuan...brother?"
The ending sound seemed to pick up slightly unintentionally, and Zi Yuan could hardly help shivering all over his body, but facing such a calm gaze, he had to force the tremor to suppress.
With a light cough, Zi Yuan frowned, and the expression on his face finally became more serious. He pressed his lips tightly, and reached out to hold Ye Sinian's hand.
The hand looks like white jade carved, and the fingertips are slightly cool.
Gently pinching the fingertips to close the distance, Zi Yuan's dark eyes drooped, and quickly glanced at the man with slightly closed binoculars in front of him, and couldn't help moving his thumb.
An itching came from the palm of his palm, and Ye Sinian shrank back subconsciously, and a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes opened wide, staring at him.
In order to prevent him from pulling his hand away, Ziyuan unconsciously increased the strength of his hand a few points, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment, as if he was not the one who did the small gesture just now, and he looked down and observed carefully. This hand in front of you.
Yesnian rolled his eyes.
"This..." Zi Yuan frowned in confusion. He turned Ye Sinian's hand over and over again, and said incomprehensibly, "No! What about this palmistry..."
"How?" Ye Sinian sat up straight, and the distance between the two of them instantly narrowed. He lowered his head and glanced at his hand, which he held firmly with both hands, and his voice was a little low.
Zi Yuan’s eye-filled doubts were instantly replaced by surprise, and the nose was lingering with the smell of wine, and the twinkling phoenix eyes looked straight up like this, as if to look into the depths of his heart. .
The heartbeat is out of rhythm again.
Yesnian seemed to lick his lips unintentionally, and the bright tongue swept across the thin lips, as if it had been coated with a layer of seductive water. The two of them were very close when the carriage was swaying. 'S legs rubbed against each other inadvertently.
The pupils suddenly enlarged, and Zi Yuan breathed for a while, only to feel that his heart seemed to be tightened fiercely.
After a long pause, he finally found his voice, and said dumbly: "Ling Qiu's palmistry... is very strange."
"Oh? What a strange method?" Ye Sinian didn't seem to feel anything, his fingers moved slightly, and somehow he easily withdrew his hand from the shackles of Ziyuan, and his sleeves fell down. Only his fingertips were exposed, his long sleeves flicked, and the distance between the two of them instantly opened.
Zi Yuan slowly tightened his empty palm, and a pang of regret suddenly came to his heart.
Pushing his lips, the loss in his eyes was instantly replaced by excitement. He pretended to pinch his fingers, his eyes widened, and he held Ye Sinian's shoulders with excitement, and said with surprise, "Ling Qiu's It’s a great marriage, far away in front of you!"
"Crack"
The wooden wheel hit the gravel on the side of the road, there was a harsh noise, and the carriage shook violently.
Unexpectedly, Ye Sinian rushed forward, just in time to plunge into Zi Yuan's arms.
The beauty throws her arms and hugs her so much that her heart almost stops. Before Zi Yuan could enjoy the surprise, he listened to the horse's neighing, and the carriage flicked its tail abruptly.
Instinctively protecting the person in his arms, Zi Yuan was slammed to the other side of the carriage.
The pupils shrank suddenly, and Ye Sinian quickly stretched out his hands and hugged Zi Yuan's shoulders, pressing **** his waist, and the two slammed heavily on the thick bedding.
"Um!"
There was a depressed hum from under him, and Ye Sinian's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the bedding, and his tone was unconcealable anxiously: "Are you injured?!"
The iron arms clinging to his back prevented him from sitting up, and Ye Sinian couldn't take care of the others. He kept such a posture with one hand on the side of Zi Yuan's face, looking anxiously at the crumpled. The frowning man looked worried.
A dark glow flashed in Zi Yuan's narrowed eyes. He wrinkled his face and whispered in pain, "I have a bit of pain on my back, but it doesn't matter..."
There was a pain in my heart, and Ye Sinian was completely robbed of his mind by his patience with a frown. Where else could he think of? Hearing the words, the young man who drove out of the car sternly turned back and shouted: "Go home!"
I was secretly raising the curtain of the car and looking inside. Before the young man was surprised by their posture, he was shivered by roaring. He quickly glanced at the thick bedding under them, exasperated. The nose is going to be crooked.
But it was because he hadn't set up the carriage. To Shang Yesinian's stern gaze, the young man aggrievedly lowered the curtain, sat down and picked up the reins.
The carriage headed to Zhao's Mansion, and the young man gnashed his teeth while driving cautiously.
Goddamn old liar! If he hadn't said that **** thing, could he make the carriage go wrong? !
Master has never yelled at me!
Wait for Xiaoye! One day, that layer of pretentious skin will be peeled off!
Yesnian frowned and turned his head back, just about to sit up and look carefully at what injuries he had suffered, and then inadvertently glanced over the thick bedding under his palm.
"..."
Zi Yuan hugged the man's waist and glanced at him quietly, still with a painful expression on his face.
Yes Nianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he noticed the man's movements, an undercurrent surging in his eyes, just for a moment, the expression on his face switched back to worry and anxiety.
"Does it hurt so much?" Ye Sinian reached out and leaned back, touched his arm around his waist, and said anxiously: "Let me take a look!"
With a warm palm pressed against the back of his hand, Zi Yuan's heart trembled, unknowingly he let go of his hand.
A dark glow flashed under his eyes, Ye Sinian frowned, and his face was full of guilt and worry. He pressed his arm on the side of Zi Yuan’s face, as if he didn’t realize that his posture was wrong, and moved him down. Zi Yuan turned over and sat directly on his lap.
Zi Yuan almost didn't stretch the expression on his face, his palms clenched into fists unconsciously, and his body tightened subconsciously.
Yesnian seemed to have not noticed the abnormal reaction of the people under him at all. He bent down, carefully reached out and touched Ziyuan’s back, touched his strong back muscles through the robe, and pressed his mouth. Shang continued to say: "Does it hurt here? Or is it here?"
His face flushed red, Zi Yuan turned his head and looked directly at the pattern on the bedding under him, swallowing continuously.
The sound of the person's anxious and worried voice was in his ear. Zi Yuan felt the weight on his body and the hands that were getting lower and lower, and he smacked his lips, faintly feeling as if there was something wrong in his heart.