A light rain fell outside the window, which made the temperature in the hot Yanjing City drop a lot in an instant, and opening the car window to breathe in the fresh air outside also made people feel comfortable.

The raindrops fell on the windows of the car, crackling, but the atmosphere in the car was unusually quiet.

After holding it for a long time, Guo Ya'an still couldn't hold it back, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "Brother, who was that old man just now?"

Because it was far away, the few people in the car and the United States and Europe could see Mo Ran's face clearly, otherwise they would have to have nightmares at night, and even Yan Murong now recalled his empty eyes that were dissatisfied with the scars, and a layer of goosebumps would appear on his arms.

"Chang Xiaopeng's master." Yan Murong thought about it, and finally gave an answer that everyone could accept.

Anyway, no one heard the conversation between the two of them just now, and there was no need to tell them such complicated things to make them worry and fear.

"Chang Xiaopeng's master?" Guo Ya'an asked suspiciously. "How can he have a master?"

"Why can't he have a master?" Yan Murong said funny. "Otherwise, where do you think he learned kung fu? He is not a monkey, he can't beat his mother's womb and come out of kung fu. ”

"Gee, that's not what I meant." Guo Yaan waved his fist and said. "I mean, how can that old man be so powerful?"

"And no one says you have to use a wheelchair when you're old, right?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"That's weird." Guo Ya'an tilted his head and looked at Yan Murong with a curious expression. "Brother, then why are you so young, why are your kung fu so high? ――To tell you the truth, you have been away from Yanjing for so many years, did you go somewhere to find a master to learn art? ”

Speaking of this, Guo Ya'an's eyes lit up, and he said expectantly. "Brother, why don't you teach me too?"

"Teach you?" Yan Murong looked Guo Ya'an up and down and shook his head. "It's too late to learn now, so you might as well go to the gym and practice aerobics when you have that time."

"So-what if there is an adventure?" Guo Ya'an still doesn't give up.

"What's an adventure?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Hmm-" Tilting his head and thinking about it, Guo Yaan said. "For example, go around the old forest in the deep mountains, accidentally fall down the mountain, and then find a cave, there is a dead ape in the cave, and there is a peerless martial arts secret book hidden under the ape's buttocks."

"What do you want?" Yan Murong couldn't cry or laugh. "You think it's a movie? You can make a fortune by jumping off a cliff if you have nothing to do - practicing kung fu is like your woman's breasts, and the effect will only be seen after a long time. ”

"But it's been more than 20 years, and I haven't seen the effect." Guo Ya'an lowered her head, glanced at her breasts that were almost like a man when squeezed without a bra, and said aggrievedly.

Yan Murong was completely speechless.

This girl's thinking is too jumpy, and I really can't talk to her.

If it were another woman, maybe Yan Murong would have the courage to glance at the other party's chest, and then make an evaluation or something. But Guo Ya'an is his sister - his cousin is also a sister, he can't just stare at his sister's chest, right?

"That's right." Guo Yaan said suddenly. "Brother, I heard that your medical skills are very good, and you even got a prescription for your aunt, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Yan Murong asked.

"Hehe, it's actually nothing." Guo Ya'an laughed writhingly, grabbed Yan Murong's arm, made a pitiful look, and said. "Brother, since your medical skills are so good, why don't you prescribe me a prescription too-I heard that Chinese medicine acupuncture can also enlarge breasts, or you can give me two injections."

Yan Murong was speechless.

"Ya'an, don't make trouble." Yan Tong said with a smile. "Actually, I have a way to help you enlarge your breasts."

"You have a way, too?" Guo Ya'an glanced at Yan Tong, then pursed his lips with disdain and said. "Second brother, can we not tease the boring son? You're a guy who works on computers, and it's okay to let you flip the computer upside down, breast enlargement? You save it. ”

"Don't believe it." Yan Tong said. "I've learned this from practice."

"Then you name it and I'll listen to it."

"Okay, I'm sure you'll be convinced." Yan Tong sat up straight and said with a serious face. "Do you think your sister-in-law's bust is big?"

"My sister-in-law?" Guo Yaan thought for a while and said. "Looks like it's big."

"yes." Yan Tong nodded and said. "Let me tell you, your sister-in-law used to be similar to you, they were all Wangzi small steamed bun type, if it weren't for my credit, my son wouldn't even have to eat rations."

"Teach me." Guo Ya'an moved a place, sat next to Yan Tong, and asked anxiously. "How to do it, teach me, or you can help me."

"I can't do that." Yan Tong hurriedly shook his head. "Let's put it this way, you are not too young, just find a man to marry as soon as possible."

"Find a man to marry?" Guo Ya'an was confused, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood the meaning of Yan Tong's words, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, stared at Yan Tong and said viciously. "Yan Tong, are you going to die? Are you my brother okay to say such things to tease me. ”

"Alright, alright." Yan Murong hurriedly spoke out to stop it, if it was okay to joke between friends, it would be a bit too much for this kind of joke between brothers and sisters - although Yan Murong did not deny Yan Tong's words.

"Brother, he teased me, you beat him." Guo Ya'an pointed at Yan Tong and said with an aggrieved expression.

"Alright." Yan Murong smiled helplessly and said. "Don't make a fuss, I'll prescribe you a prescription when you get home, right?"

"Really?" Guo Ya'an's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Really." Yan Murong nodded affirmatively.

"Then write it to me now." As he spoke, Guo Ya'an magically took out a pen and a palm-sized notebook from his bag and put them in Yan Murong's hand. "Why do you have to wait until you get home? It's the same now, it's still a long way to go home, and if you forget it, I'll lose. ”

"Not now." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I'm not going home yet, I'm going to do something."

"Where are you going?" Guo Ya'an asked strangely.

"Go to the hospital and see the sick number." Yan Murong grinned, and the corners of his mouth hung with a strange arc.

"Visiting a sick person?" Guo Ya'an was stunned. "It doesn't seem like you're allowed to see patients at this time, right?"

"It's okay." Yan Murong said with a smile. "The masters have come to the door, and if I don't visit them in person, it's a bit unreasonable—besides, I hurt people, so I should go and see them."