Chapter Twenty-Seven: Selling Moe

Mingmei put her hands on Yong Fengyan's chest, trying to calm her breathing.

The night wind was blowing slowly, and it was bright and sunny that the night breeze was blowing away all the heat on his body.

"Let go." Whispered. suppressed the panic in his voice. Mingmei tried her best not to struggle, so as not to really provoke a fire.

Yong Fengyan obviously felt Mingmei's worry at the moment, but their Mingmei rarely showed such feelings, which was different from the charm in his impression that was full of confidence all the time. He couldn't help but tease.

He was getting closer. The voice was low, "No, put it." ”

Mingmei raised her eyes to look at him, with a thin anger in her eyes, and such a pair of watery eyes. At this moment, there was a faint weakness, and Yong Fengyan was slightly stunned.

"Feng Yan," Ming called lightly.

"Huh?" He should.

"Let go of me." Light Nong's soft words.

He let go of her.

"Turn around." She pressed her heart, which was beating extremely fast, and raised her right hand and snapped her fingers, "Go out the way you came." ”

Adjust your breathing, and said brightly and steadily, "You will go back to 'Yun Yao Ran' and fall asleep." ”

"When you wake up, the catalyst happens. Memories hold. ”

"You haven't been to Mingfu tonight, let alone seen Mingmei."

Mingmei stumbled a step, is it really too reluctant.

The temperature on his body gradually dissipated a little, but the strange feeling that had just been in Yong Fengyan's arms still lingered.

Mingmei pulled the clothes on her body, and the next second she seemed to be about to fall down weakly.

Someone caught her.

Mingmei is very helpless, is her ability so weak that she can't even carry out a voice-controlled hypnosis?

She only thought it was Yong Fengyan, and she raised her eyes to look at him unhappily.

A meal.

The person in front of her was definitely the best-looking person she had ever seen in her two lifetimes.

It's really good-looking.

Because in those eyes, she couldn't see anything but herself.

Not even love.

"Brother, who are you?" Mingmei didn't push him away, because people had already let him go.

"Yutai Rongruo." The man replied.

Then he added.

"According to the seniority, you should call me grandpa."

Bright: ""

Grandfather? Mingmei looked incredulous, "Are you Mingyi's father?" ”

Although Mingyi looks good, if it is compared to the Tantai Rongruo in front of him, the difference is definitely more than an order of magnitude.

Moreover, Mingyi is so old, the person in front of him looks like he is in his twenties at most. If she wants to say that he is her grandfather, she will not believe it, okay?

Yu Tairong did not answer this question.

Just stretched out his palm to Mingmei, slowly brushed it on Mingmei's chest, and his fingertips rose and fell in an orderly manner.

Mingmei didn't avoid it, firstly, because Rongruo's hand didn't touch her chest at all. The second reason is that she is a little familiar with Rongruo's methods at this moment.

It's very similar to the hypnotic technique she awakened in her previous life.

But the frequency of finger trembling is not the same.

Mingmei's eyes lit up, and she quickly stared at Rongruo's fingers. She couldn't try the frequency of human hypnosis back then, but now she has the opportunity to observe it, so she has to take a good look.

Although it is impossible to perform the physical and spiritual elements with the bright and bright present. But what if? What if she can exercise Mingmei's body to the suzhì of her previous life?

As if it was just for Mingmei, Yutai Rongruo slowed down his movements.

After Mingmei memorized everything, she remembered that she had been unable to hypnotize the human body because she couldn't try to correspond to the frequency of the human body. If Yutai Rongruo slowed down to let her see, how did he hypnotize her body?

Mingmei's body has recovered to normal body temperature at this moment, and there is no such strange feeling.

But how did you do it? Even if you slow down the frequency, you can still successfully hypnosis?!

"Hypnotized your eyes by the way."

Bright and stunned.

What does Yutai Rongruo mean that he hypnotized her eyes while hypnotizing her own body, changing the speed at which her eyes receive images?

Like turning down the frame rate of the animation?

If Tairong saw that Mingmei was no longer half different, he suddenly pulled Mingmei into his arms.

Mingmei's eyes widened, she really didn't understand the rhythm of this man.

What does it mean to turn her back to him and still hold her in his arms?

"Hey!" Mingmei just wanted to protest loudly.

In the next second, I couldn't help but shout, "Hey!! ”

What are you going to do by tearing her clothes?!

This man is a psychopath!

There was a faint pain on his back, as if a piece of skin on his back had been torn open.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Mingmei couldn't help but roar.

If you want to say that he is a disciple, then you must also have desire in his eyes. Hope. But the eyes of the people are so good that they don't even have love, let alone those messy colors.

"Verify your identity." If you have the ability to restore his torn clothes, you can still speak to her so calmly.

However, if she is confirmed, her body is a modern person, can he detect it?

Mingmei came out of Rongruo's arms in a sullen manner, "So you came today to verify that Miss Ben is your so-called granddaughter in your mouth?!" ”

"Hmm." It's already a simple nasal voice.

Mingmei can only think of four words to describe her mood at this moment.

Extremely! Be! No! Refreshing!

Don't think about it, this man with hypnotic skills that is almost against the sky must have hypnotized Mingyin and Xingyan.

Otherwise, with her almost roaring voice, they should have come out a long time ago.

"Miss Ben is very dissatisfied with what you have just done." Mingmei sat back on the piano bench and raised her watery eyes to look at Rongruo.

If Tairong didn't bother to pay attention to her, he would raise his feet and leave.

"You give me a wait!" Mingmei got up directly and grabbed him.

Yutai Rongruo stopped and turned his head to look at Mingmei's hand pulling his sleeve. I raised my eyes and looked at it again, but I was actually looking down on Mingmei, after all, Mingmei was not yet in time, and the height difference was still a little cute.

Bright darkened her face.

"You want to." If you want to be like gold, you can't help it.

Mingmei could only look up at him, "I'm going to make your face ruined." ”

Yutai Rongruo: "You." Can't do it. ”

Bright: ""

This man is too confident.

Although she definitely can't successfully hypnotize him, it won't make him unable to do it, right?

Mingmei tilted her head, this man who has no love for anything, will there be a breakthrough in selling cuteness?

I've never met someone who doesn't even have love. I've never encountered this kind of thing that I don't even know where to start.

Mingmei pursed the corners of her mouth, pulled the sleeves of Rongruo's clothes, and a pair of watery eyes were full of sparkling at the moment, "Brother, brother, don't be so cold, okay with a smile?" ”

Yutai Rongruo: "According to the generation, you should call me grandpa." ”

Bright: ""

Good! Grandpa, huh?

Mingmei pulled the platform to the place where the piano bench was, "Please take a seat." ”

Yutai Rong sat down as he said.

Mingmei stepped forward, approached his ear, and blew softly, "Childe thinks, is the slave family beautiful?" ”

It's not good to sell cute, just use the hook directly. Pull.

Yutai Rongruo: "Yes." ”

Bright: ""

You forced her.

Mingmei simply sat in the arms of Rongruo, abandoning her coquettish voice, which was quite a bit of the momentum of a copycat female king.

"Master, give the girl a smile."

She tugged at his zombie face.