Xu Youran closed the door, and then began to walk around her room with her stomach covered, and she felt better after walking for more than half an hour, and just when Xu Youran was not so uncomfortable, the door was knocked again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"After many years, do you remember me?" Xu Youran opened the door, and the man said to her.

If there is anything to describe the people standing in front of the door, then Xu Youran feels that only the words "ice and snow" are the most appropriate.

It was not snowing in the capital at this time, but Xu Youran had an illusion when she saw the person for the first time, as if she had seen a heavy snowfall, a frozen world. In front of the door was a man, his snow-white hair long and spread out, and he was dressed in a pale blue robe, like the color of ice cream. His skin was fair and transparent, almost without any breath of a living person, and his eyes were slightly blue, a color that people couldn't help but indulge in.

He didn't have any expression, just stood there quietly, if he hadn't spoken, Xu Youran would almost have thought that he was not a living person, but an ice sculpture person.

And what frightened Xu Youran the most was that this person was also carrying a food box in his hand!

Xu Youran had an ominous premonition.

"Don't know me?" Seeing Xu Youran looking at him blankly, the man couldn't help frowning lightly and said lightly.

Xu Youran is a natural little sycophant, as a sycophant, she has a specialty, that is, she can remember useful people, no matter how many years have passed, as long as she thinks about it seriously, she can always remember.

"Yichen.. Master?" said Xu Youran with big eyes in uncertain terms.

"Hmm" Yichen nodded lightly with satisfaction, then ignored Xu Youran and walked towards the house.

Eight years have passed, and Master Yichen is much colder than he remembers, but why is the master's hair gray? If it weren't for the fact that his appearance hadn't changed too much, Xu Youran would almost not have recognized it.

Master Yichen is a master recognized by Xu Youran since he was a child, if it weren't for the disappearance of the master back then, Xu Youran would have said that he would follow Master Yichen to learn martial arts.

Seeing Yichen enter the house, Xu Youran followed Yichen very doggedly and entered the house in a hurry.

Yichen put the food box on the table and sat down, and Xu Youran also sat opposite Yichen like a little tail.

Both of them were silent, after all, they hadn't seen each other for so many years and were still a little strange.

"Master Yichen." Xu Youran said after looking at it for a while and an hour.

"Huh?" said Yichen.

"Are you paralyzed?" asked Xu Youran with concern.

In Xu Youran's memory, although Master Yichen has no expression, he still has some expression, unlike now, Master Yichen's face has always been like an ice sculpture, and there has been no change at all.

"The reason for practicing!" Yichen said lightly.

Practicing the function to train himself to facial paralysis, Xu Youran felt that it must be a very powerful martial arts.

"Is the hair the same?" Xu Youran asked curiously after pulling Yichen's hair.

If this scene is seen by the people in the Demon Sect now, it will definitely drop its jaw to the ground in shock, you must know that the ruthlessness and unreasonable troublemaking of all the Holy Sons in the Demon Sect is well known, and someone dares to pull the hair of this great god, this is simply a tiger pulling teeth out of his mouth!

"Hmm!" Yichen didn't kill the other party directly when he was usually offended, but nodded, and let Xu leisurely pull his straight hair into a mess.

Yichen reached out and opened the food box, and then brought out a bowl of cold noodles inside.

If there is anything that Xu Youran hates the most now, it is noodles, and the cold face seems to be good noodles.

"Eat. Yichen gently pushed the noodles in front of Xu Youran and said.

"I don't want to eat. ”

Sure enough, her ominous premonition was correct, Xu Youran saw the noodles as if she had seen the most terrible thing, and shook her head again and again.

She is about to die, although the master is also a beauty, but even if she is beautiful, she doesn't plan to eat another bowl of longevity noodles, because if she eats it again, she won't live long, and she may die violently tonight.

"It's good to eat. Yichen said.

"I don't eat any good. Xu Youran said resolutely.

"Are you puffing up here now?" Yichen said, pointing to Xu Youran's chest.

"Well, master, how do you know. Xu Youran asked in surprise, she didn't tell anyone about this, she didn't expect the master to know.

Yichen didn't say why he knew, in fact, he couldn't say anything about it, he couldn't say that he knew that Xu Youran should be developed just by looking at her age.

Seeing Xu Youran groping her chest, Yichen looked elsewhere, his face was almost indiscipibly flushed, but his voice did not have the slightest wave and said, "I put a few herbs in this side, which can make your front no longer bulge, and it won't hurt your body, eat it while it's cold!"

Xu Youran wanted to cry without tears, she urgently needed this medicine now, but master, master, why did you put the medicine in the noodles!

"Master Yichen, is this what you cooked?" asked Xu Youran with a bitter bun face.

The noodles cooked by Mo Li's brother himself made her remember deeply, looking at the master's appearance, he was definitely not a person who could cook, Xu Youran wanted to make sure that this thing was not as unpalatable as the bowl just now.

"No," Yichen said.

Xu Youran breathed a sigh of relief, but listened to Yichen continue, "I hate fire, so the noodles are cooked by others, but the soup and seasonings are mixed by me." ”

Xu Youran wanted to die after hearing this, she felt that this bowl of noodles must not taste good.

Xu Youran stretched out his chopsticks and began to pick up the noodles with an extremely tragic mood, although this bowl of noodles was indeed not delicious as she expected, but with the previous Nangong Moli's bowl of the most extreme dark cuisine in the world as a comparison, this bowl of noodles Xu Youran was still acceptable.

After eating the noodles, Xu Youran felt that his stomach was about to turn into a watermelon.

Seeing Xu Youran eat a bowl of noodles cleanly, Yichen was very satisfied, he put away the dishes and chopsticks and said, "I will come to give you a medicine in a while, this medicine can ensure that you look more and more like a normal man, but you can't drink, because if you drink, you will come to geranium." ”

"What is a sunflower?" asked Xu Youran, rubbing his stomach and talking to Yichen.

Yichen was silent, and the flush on his face that had receded just now resurfaced, and finally, he said lightly, "You don't need to know what it is, you just remember not to drink!"

"Master Yichen, can you discuss something, can you stop putting the medicine in the noodles next time!" Xu Youran said with a full burp.

She really didn't want to eat noodles again, never, ever.

"Oh!" Yichen nodded, and then said, "I was afraid that you didn't like to take medicine, so I put it in the noodles." ”