Chapter two hundred and fifteen heart restlessness
"Magic circle?"
Ronan hung up the communication, still a little confused for a moment. He was not surprised that Xie Junping appeared in the Shuanghe Realm, but after appearing here, he talked about mysticism. He had not yet understood this logic.
When it comes to occult science and magic circles, with Ronan's current connections, it would definitely be okay to entrust a few people to give lectures to Xie Junping, but given the differences in understanding between the ethereal world and the secular world, don't make a joke in the end.
In case of encountering a scammer or something... Ronan felt that he should help Xie Junping to check things first.
But at the moment, Ronan's focus is not here. The reason why he quit the game and gave up the hero seat despite the irreversible victory is because the important person invited by the invitation, Maoyan, has arrived and contacted him through Liu Er.
When he was on the phone with Xie Junping, he came out of the box and stood at the door waiting. After the call was over, he had already sensed the arrival of the cat's eye from his sensor, but when he glanced around, he was unable to catch the person immediately.
It wasn't until the real person stood in front of him and looked at him quietly that Ronan locked his target.
Today's cat eye is in a minimalist style, wearing a light blue high-waisted skirt, a white sweater on the upper body, and nude high heels on the feet, so plain that there is no trace of patterns.
This was the first time Ronan saw her wearing a skirt, so he didn't recognize her at first sight.
However, people's habits are hard to change. It was obviously a plain skirt, with a black motorcycle jacket over the cat eyes, decorated with rivets, and a side-parted hairstyle that covered half of the eyes, a large earring on one side, and
The makeup of flaming red lips gives off a decadent flavor of "I am beautiful, but I will destroy myself at any time."
Mao Yan must have drank before coming here. Standing in front of him, he smelled slightly of alcohol, but it wasn't unpleasant at all.
Personally speaking, Ronan felt that Maoyan's outfit at this time was very good-looking. At least it triggered his aesthetics more than the nightclub style or hip-hop style before.
Maoyan tilted her head slightly and looked over. Ronan didn't know what she was thinking, but the corners of her slightly raised eyes showed a look of disdain, provocation, etc., but she really lacked the goodwill that a fellow comrade should have.
The next moment, a smile bloomed on the cat-eye brows and lips, just like her makeup, plain foundation, and strong expression. She took another step forward, already pressed against Ronan's shoulder, and reached out to hold the arm of the boy in front of her. Only
But wearing high-heeled shoes, the cat-eye figure is four or five centimeters taller than Ronan, and this action is like a deformed old friend hug... In short, it is very close.
Especially her delicate red lips pressed against Ronan's ear, and she breathed softly: "My master, I obey your call."
Alcohol and perfume combine to create an intoxicating and refreshing magnetism.
Ronan's body stiffened for a moment. He must have been nervous. This was the first time in his life that someone called him "Master", especially such a beautiful woman so close to him. Half of his arms could feel the warmth of her body.
Thermoelasticity.
At this moment, Ronan vaguely felt that about two to three hormones were secreted abnormally in his body, causing his heartbeat, blood pressure, etc. to increase, and even feeling hungry.
However, after the physical instinctive stress, more subtle psychological factors emerged. He could not distinguish more details, but he was extremely sensitive to the stimulating factors that caused them. His body did not move, and his eyes looked straight over Mao Yan's shoulder.
Ahead, he whispered:
"What did you call me?"
"My master, the man who dominates me." Maoyan laughed softly, with a sweet breath that lingered on Ronan's ears and the back of his neck.
Ronan's brows twitched. Maoyan's voice was originally high-pitched, but when she deliberately lowered her voice, it had a metallic texture, like a thin blade, scraping away fine velvet against people's skin, which felt comfortable.
There is another piece of Li Ran.
Just like what Maoyan is doing now, although the body is creating a sense of intimacy, in its bones there is cold vigilance and resistance, and there is even a more hidden and stronger destructive tendency.
"Tsk!" Ronan was a little annoyed. Is his kindness unpaid? Originally, I wanted to call him over to have a talk. You just have to maintain your previous indifference. Such a mistress face is meant to be mocking.
who?
Do I really want to destroy you?
It was this fleeting thought that suddenly touched a certain button of the complex physiological and psychological mechanism. He was suddenly stunned, and some advanced thinking burst the eggshell, like a gorgeous and ferocious
The poisonous snake hissed:
It’s easy to destroy!
As soon as the thought occurred, the first thing that responded was his body's instinct. In an instant, the secretion of various hormones in the body exploded, and the heartbeat, blood pressure, and hunger increased again, creating a feeling of excitement that he had never experienced in his life.
The excitement was so sudden and intense that astonishing heat burst out from the internal organs, and the whole body seemed to swell.
These sudden bursts of energy act on the nervous system. Ronan's forearm unconsciously raised to exert force, but when it touched Maoyan's elbow, he subconsciously closed his fingers and grabbed it firmly.
The motorcycle jacket is also studded with rivets in this position, and the metal particles press into the palm of the hand, which is a bit painful.
At this moment, Maoyan's mocking call came three times in a row: "Master, what do you need?"
"Ah!"
Ronan looked straight ahead, not looking at the cat's eye, and only letting the cat's eye see his side. After exhaling dry heat, the corners of his lips also curled up, and his cheek muscles were slightly strained, but compared with the restlessness of the starry sky of life, it was really
It’s nothing.
The slight pain in the palm of the hand stimulates the irritable and strong emotions, like a fireball and fireworks, the booming sound goes straight into the sky, burning the stars of life, making the stars in the sky eclipse.
For the rest, the life sketches and star trajectories of believers who are closely related to him are slightly deformed, and there is a possibility of disorder and imbalance at the next moment.
Maoyan is not the only one affected by this.
Ronan finally realized that something was wrong, changed his mind again, and subsided his impulsive emotions. Only then did he eliminate the turbulence in the starry sky of life. The crisis that had not yet manifested only rippled slightly at a level that was difficult for a few believers to detect. The cat's eyes in front of him,
Apparently not aware of it.
So in essence, Maoyan is just talking and can't do anything about her personal destiny.
How pitiful!
After his restlessness subsided, Ronan returned to his usual way of thinking. He even felt a vague sense of compassion for Mao Yan... Gee, this description is too hypocritical.
In any case, Ronan temporarily dismissed those extreme thoughts, but it was due to the difference in the positioning of the starry sky in life, which naturally pushed his mentality up, erased most of his worries, and allowed him to speak more calmly and casually:
"Change your name. This name is too funny."
Maoyan didn't know that in just one breath, a deadly storm silently arose and dissipated. The negative emotions in her heart turned into endless ridicule and stimulation when pushed to her face:
"So, My boss?"
"...It's up to you." Ronan actually has some self-consciousness about being a "BOSS". Maybe in Maoyan's eyes, he has a similar image, and there is no point in forcing a change.
At this time, he was still holding Maoyan's elbow, and the two people's bodies connected together in a more powerful way. It was okay when he was in a restless mood, but now it feels a little strange.
Ronan took the initiative to let go of his hand and said softly: "Brother Papercut will be here in a while. I'll wait for him here. You go in first, Lei Zi is inside."
Maoyan was obviously stunned when he heard the paper-cutting and Xue Lei's name. This was different from what he had imagined, so it was a little embarrassing... maybe.
"Yes, BOSS." Maoyan finally let go of Ronan's arm and walked into the box with a smile that seemed drunk and mocking.
Ronan didn't even move. After letting go of his hand, his slightly outstretched arms were actually stiff.
Of course, what he said was just an excuse. He had already contacted Paper-cutting. He Tiansi was in the strategy room and would be here soon. It’s not like he didn’t know where he was, so what was he waiting for?
The reason why I say this is that I just need a buffer.
Tonight's occasion was far different from what he originally imagined. Without the paper-cut, not only did he not know what to say, but now his mood was not right.
Yes, the restlessness that was suppressed just now started to cause chaos again after Maoyan moved away.
There was a wooden stand at the door of the luxury box. The two-dimensional and three-dimensional interweaving of area A, the gorgeous and confusing light and shadow effects, made him even more upset.
In such densely populated areas, advertising is inevitable, and seven out of ten of them are supported by handsome men and beautiful women. Ronan had seen them before, but now he saw the beautiful celebrities flashing on the advertising screen. His
The feeling is already different.
It's really different.
In the past, when facing Maoyan, things like fragrance, magnetism, and mistress were just simple concepts and descriptions. I just thought of them and used them if they felt suitable. But now, under the confusing light and shadow, these rigid concepts were like half of him.
The remaining touch sensations on the body, if they are there or not, come to life one after another.
The regulated world that operates according to established legal principles is becoming increasingly complex and chaotic.
Ronan licked his lips subconsciously. He waited for more than a minute, but the paper-cutting had not come back. Even Xie Junping, who had promised to come for advice, was nowhere to be seen.
On the other hand, in the private room, even though there were only Maoyan and Xue Lei, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious, and they were having a good time chatting. All of this was reflected in Ronan's sensor network, and it was as if he could see it with his own eyes.
Xue Lei was asking Maoyan about his profession and was curious about the living conditions of such a senior ability user.
Maoyan picked up a piece of fruit and answered casually: "I'm just an ordinary dance teacher. I teamed up with someone to set up a studio. I mainly deal with short-term training in the entertainment industry, and occasionally do choreography."
"Wow, we will meet a lot of celebrities?"
"Isn't that true? It mainly trains newcomers, and there are also many silly and shady girls who dream of becoming stars. But quite a few of them might be drinking and singing in the blink of an eye. It's very interesting."
After that, Maoyan said to Xue Lei with a smile: "If you have time, you can come to my place to earn some extra money and meet a pretty girl."
Then he gestured to Xue Lei Pingxu: "A young, strong and fit coach like you, all those women would like to swallow him."
Xue Lei's face immediately turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Well, I can't dance."
"Traditional martial arts routines are also a type of dance. Although live-action movies are now in decline, as a type of film, there is always a market for movies like super powers, kung fu, etc. Many brokerage companies have demand in this area.
"
"I, I still need to go to the gym owner to help." Xue Lei still couldn't bear the slightly dirty topic, and finally found an excuse for himself, but God knew that Shenyu Gym was about to close down, so he still
What can you do to help?
Maoyan said "Oh": "I have the impression that you are from a Taoist gym. Do you want to open a Taoist gym and teach disciples in the future?"
"Yeah, that would be very ideal for me. Like the owner of the museum, or like Mr. Big Arm of the association..."
We’ve talked about our ideals in life, so it shouldn’t be a problem to get in, right?
Ronan took a deep breath, put on an indifferent face, and walked into the box.
When Maoyan saw Ronan come in, he just pretended not to see it, which was completely different from his affectionate behavior outside. However, Xue Lei took a long breath and shrank his tall body to the inside of the sofa, saying that I can't resist this sister, it's still Nanzi you.
bring it on.
In the huge luxury box, in addition to the luxurious seats under the suitcases, there is a set of corner sofas in the corner for conversation. At this time, Xue Lei and Maoyan are sitting on both sides of the corner, with Maoyan in the middle and Xue Lei in the corner.
Please maintain polite social distance.
Ronan looked at it and walked over. When he started to move, he wanted to sit next to Xue Lei, but in a daze, he had already walked around the coffee table and walked to the middle seat, that is, to sit with Maoyan.
Already.
Xue Lei didn't think too much, picked up the canned drink on the coffee table and threw it over, saying: "I haven't even eaten the fruit plate, and it will taste bad if I put it away again."
Ronan took the drink and sat next to Maoyan. The sofa must have been too soft. As soon as he sat down, his body sank. The originally polite distance suddenly shortened a lot.
When he leaned forward to pick up the fruit, he touched Maoyan's body again. He didn't know where he touched it, but he felt like an electric shock at his shoulder and elbow. Moreover, perhaps due to the stimulation of gastric juice, a large amount of saliva was secreted in the mouth, and the corners of the cheek and mouth
I also felt numb for a while and my breathing changed.
Is it nervousness or enjoyment?
Ronan wanted to do some self-analysis, but the thoughts in his mind were too confusing, and it was even worse than when he wanted to "destroy people" earlier.
Maoyan remained silent.
Ronan took a sliced apple and took a bite. He didn't feel anything, but his saliva was secreted again.
Yeah, it's sour.
At this time, Maoyan picked up the canned drink and shook it: "This thing is boring, do you have any wine?"
"I remember there is one in the refrigerator." Xue Lei immediately stood up to get it, took a look at it and said, "There is only one bottle of whiskey left."
"Is there any ice?"
"There is a jar."
"Bring them over if you have them. There are also cups. I want three."
"Huh?"
"You guys are here too, what's the point of drinking alone?"
"We are not adults yet." Xue Lei said that he is a good boy.
Maoyan smiled wildly: "If minors don't drink, their organs are not fully developed, and alcohol stimulation will cause hidden dangers. But you are all capable people, so you are afraid of hair!"
Xue Lei was a little confused, but he still started tossing in front of the refrigerator.
While Xue Lei's back was turned, Maoyan leaned towards Ronan, and whispered in his ear with red lips: "BOSS, if you want to take advantage, strong alcohol is a good reason... This is my suggestion."
As she spoke, she laughed out loud, releasing the seemingly endless mockery - not only to Ronan, but also to herself. Her slender neck leaned forward again, and her half-length hair fell down like a thin curtain.
It became the only shield between their cheeks.
The fragrance of the hair and the smell of alcohol reached the tip of his nose in the most direct way. Ronan's mind buzzed, and his internal and external senses were all distorted. He only remembered that he turned his head, his lips traced the smooth and slightly moist hair, and touched it again.
When it touches the delicate and smooth forehead on the side, it stops there, making it difficult to continue and unwilling to move away.
"Nanzi, I'm here!"
Xie Junping hurriedly pushed open the door and introduced the confusing lights in Area A, hitting the pair of figures next to each other on the sofa.
His feet stagnated, and Hu Huaying bumped into his back. Afterwards, Mo Han's clear voice also sounded: "Hey, who are you?"
Xue Lei, who was at the back, turned his head, then shook his hand, half of the drink was poured into the ice cubes in the glass, and the other half spilled on the carpet.