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Five hundred and thirtieth eight chapters three good (four)

Zhang Yingying raised her hand reflexively and rubbed her fingertips twice. The cool moisture quickly disappeared, but the touch that seemed to be pressed into the water layer just now still remained in her memory, which was particularly clear.

She subconsciously reached out and pinched it again.

Ronan shrugged and flicked her hand away: "I'm ashamed, the people in Sancheng are really at a loss for what to do, so they just used a blindfold."

"You're so small, you're just so fancy!"

Zhang Yingying quickly came to her senses, and quickly completed a successful association, connecting together some vague conjectures and hypotheses in the past two days: "It turns out that it is really Luo Yuanwai... Moya's Mo?"

"Easy to say, easy to say...Hey!"

Zhang Yingying couldn't help but reached out and pinched both sides of Ronan's cheeks to see what kind of materials this flawless face under normal light was made of and how it was spliced ​​together.

"Open your mouth, blink, stick out your tongue, move your ears... I wipe, what a magical skill!"

"Where, the main thing is that the water condensation ring taught by His Majesty the Emperor Wu is transparent and subtle. I just made some design combinations of configurations, and a large part was piled up by automatic calculation."

Ronan twisted his false face and spoke flattering words with a sincere attitude, which really made Zhang Yingying, the "Warrior Emperor's dog leg", really benefit from it.

"You have such a sweet mouth. It shows that people can't stop being bad... Well, I'm not worried about you anymore. Don't keep His Majesty waiting. Go ahead, but come out and play again. I'll try to cut it with a white rainbow.

How about it?"

"Goodbye!"

Ronan waved his hand and locked the location of His Majesty the Martial Emperor's aura, and went straight there without Zhang Yingying leading the way.

His Majesty the Emperor Wu's private airship has a rather simple design and excellent intelligent guidance. It didn't take long for Ronan to find the study room on the way, knock on the door and get a reply.

"Come in."

"Your Majesty the Emperor Wu." Ronan pushed the door open and saw the person who was the key social partner today.

This study is located on the side of the airship. There is an area that is enclosed by a whole piece of tempered glass. At this time, a lot of skylight, with the color of low-altitude fog, is transmitted through it. But as the airship takes off, its brightness

And the color tone quickly slides to a brighter range.

His Majesty the Emperor Wu is standing in front of this floor-to-ceiling window, his body

Wrapped in a wide skirt made of fine linen, her long hair was roughly curled up on one side of her shoulders. Her body was curled up on a lounge chair, bathed in the skylight. Part of her bare feet were slightly exposed, and a roll was placed diagonally on her chest.

The paper book must have been put down just now.

This situation and scene can satisfy Ronan's most typical image creation of "literary women". If he were asked to make a sketch, he would be happy to write it now.

Of course, if possible, Ronan would like to describe the exquisite structure of the super strong man in front of him, who has a profound qi and a dangerous and dangerous rise, and his extraordinary strength.

A series of studies such as analyzing "laminated interference" and creating a "perfect body" have solidified his corresponding foundation and honed his unique vision. Under these conditions, he can carefully analyze the physical and spiritual framework of a transcendent species.

There are different gains.

Unfortunately, he did not have the opportunity to observe further for the time being. His Majesty the Emperor Wu had slowly sat up, and his eyes fell on his face. Compared with the sunlight shining in, there was a transparency that pointed directly to the core.

Speaking of which, the first time he met His Majesty the Emperor Wu, he was also leaning against a glass curtain wall. I wonder if it was a coincidence, or was he really interested in this kind of environment?

“Nice design sense.”

His Majesty Emperor Wu first commented on Ronan, obviously referring to the "clone" created by Ronan. She raised her neck slightly and looked up and down with great interest.

Regardless of whether she heard the conversation between Ronan and Zhang Yingying or had a sharper vision, in short, she was indeed informed, and Ronan had achieved the purpose of "informing".

But this is just an introduction. He always wants to explain some things in more detail. This is a large part of the reason for coming here today.

Ronan took two steps into the room and bowed to His Majesty Emperor Wu, but before he could speak, His Majesty Emperor Wu took another step ahead of him: "You don't need to say more. I also read the email you sent to Ouyang and You Lao yesterday.

I took a few glances and got a rough idea, that’s enough for now.”

What she was talking about was some explanations of the situation that Ronan compiled yesterday afternoon. He carefully explained some things, but it was relatively simple.

His Majesty the Emperor Wu didn't mind, so it was of course the best. It also saved his words. At this time, Ronan could only be polite: "Uh, thank you, Your Majesty."

His Majesty the Emperor Wu smiled silently and showed a bright smile

Teeth. She put the book aside casually, supported the recliner underneath her with one hand, and continued chatting with Ronan at a natural and casual "looking up" angle:

"You have the habit of hiding your secrets, and I also have the hobby of mysticism, so I can barely be considered a comrade. Instead of thinking hard about which things should be said and which should not be said, it is better to guess each other's roots carefully. No matter whether you guess right or wrong,

Everything is more interesting. Anyway, the general trend is like this. If you say more or less, my position will not change at this stage."

"……Excuse me."

Ronan could vaguely feel that His Majesty Emperor Wu was "pointing" to him. No matter whether he thought about it or not, it was always right to think about it more. In any case, he was grateful, so he naturally showed a frank and humble attitude.

:

"As you know, I really don't know how to deal with this."

"I see, you want to be a skilled social person, but this cannot be achieved by studying in books and observing and imitating. The kind of progress you envision will always be made in shame and embarrassment."

His Majesty Emperor Wu seemed to have entered the teacher mode, but he soon changed the topic: "The problem is that it is difficult for you to get that kind of opportunity again. You are already a social person, and the type that makes everyone revolve around you.

, is like the center of the world. I don’t want to do any psychological analysis, but the fact is that you are used to this approach, and this is also the most reasonable choice."

"Well?"

Ronan felt that he was not that good, at least for now...

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor Wu stood up straight away, still barefoot, stepping on the smooth floor, and walked slowly over until she was only about half a meter away. Even without shoes, she was taller than Ronan.

I'm half a head younger, and I don't seem to be much shorter than my elder sister at home, which inevitably brings some pressure.

Well, in fact, even for ordinary people, this kind of distance will already activate the instinctive defense mechanism, let alone two superhuman-level strongmen.

Even as a clone, Ronan still needs to spend some effort to adjust the small impact caused by visual and sensory effects.

Ronan was not sure what he should do. Suddenly, he saw the man in front of him raised his hands, and then reached forward, pressing his cheeks from both sides, and applying a slight force.

“……!!!”


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