Fang Yuchen turned the door of the corridor and saw the scene inside.

Straight into the eye is the wall directly opposite, and the outside scene is completely visible as glass. It was morning, and from a high vantage point, the forests stretched to the distant skyline, but they were a strange reddish yellow. There are some engineering vehicles with huge mechanical arms in full swing next to it, and occasionally small round flying machines glide through the air.

The scorching sun rising in mid-air above the dense forest was hanging in the blue-yellow sky, but the sunlight did not penetrate and did not burn the eyes, but only added more warm colors to the room.

The room is flooded with plain green, bright yellow two colors of the glow, on the left hand side of the wall furnishings a set of desks and bookshelves, antique, elegant and simple. There are some loose books on the desk.

To the right of the desk is a white modern dresser, and on the wall next to the dresser is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that is one person wide.

In the middle position, one on the left and the other on the right, there are two multi-person sofas, on which are covered with pale blue blankets, and some pillows of various colors are placed on them. In the middle of the sofa is a round black table, on which a black trench coat is placed at random.

On the outside of the right-hand side is a wavy orange glass lamp. On the inside of the wall where the glass lamp came in, there was a white embroidery bed, which was not large, and there was only room for two people to sleep. The pale cyan pigment is elegant and simple curtains hanging from both sides of the embroidery bed.

At this time, there was a tall and cold woman sitting on the edge of the embroidery bed, wearing a casual white shirt and black slim pants, her hair tied up at random at the back of her head, and some scattered green silk hanging down to her ears. She wore white strappy sandals underneath her feet, and her exposed toes were crystal clear and round like jade. It is a cold woman in a plain blue gorgeous long dress who admires the lotus in the lotus pond in the morning. There was a girl in a black bodysuit in her arms holding her with her hands around her waist, her head buried in the right shoulder of the cold woman, the short black hair on the back of her head was like a waterfall, the texture of the hair was very delicate and neat, and the black tights completely showed her delicate and proud figure. The cold woman put her hands on her back, her jade fingers were as white as green onions, and one hand was still gently caressing.

The cold woman was frowning, and as Imperial Minister Fang entered, her gaze did not shy away from him at all. There was a hint of anger in his cold eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me." As he spoke, Fang Yuchen walked lazily to the sofa in the middle area, and the cold woman's gaze kept looking at him. He walked to the sofa on the left, saw the black trench coat on the round table, picked it up without hesitation, and then sat on the sofa on the left, just exposed to the cold woman's somewhat angry gaze.

"You get out." Leaving the cold words, the cold woman stopped looking at him, she gently touched the hair of the girl in her arms with her right cheek, and her eyes fell on the black tights on the girl's back.

"Don't be angry, I'll ask Xiu'er to apologize to you." Fang Yuchen sat on the sofa, his body quickly became semi-recumbent, he picked up the black windbreaker in his hand, the texture of his hand was somewhat lubricated, like metal and non-metal, like skin and not skin. The trench coat emitted a faint scent, and he picked it up in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the cold woman's gaze swept over him, which was cold but had some deep meaning.

No one responded to him, and there was some silence in the room for a while.

The light in the room became brighter and brighter as the sun rose, and although there was no light or shadow or burning sensation, it became brighter and brighter.

Fang Yuchen sat lazily on the sofa, and at this time he had a bad taste in his heart. He unfolded his black trench coat over his chest and covered his head. The faint and dark fragrance that smelled so good became a little stronger. Smelling this very familiar scent, he lay on the sofa and felt a little sleepy. He tilted his half-lying body slightly, and then leaned back on the sofa for the most part, and felt a little like sleeping in a stupor.

"Are you bored?" A somewhat cold voice rang in his ears, seemingly awakening him from the brink of sleepiness.

The blackness that completely blocked the light in front of him was gone, and the sudden brightness made him feel a little dazzling, and he squinted slightly, and saw the delicate girl with Bobo's hairstyle, who was shaking off her black trench coat with an expressionless face.

"Who told you to touch my clothes?" The girl shook off a few times, raised her arms, and the black trench coat was skillfully put on her body, and she said expressionlessly while pulling the zipper. The delicate figure soon disappeared under the trench coat.

Fang Yuchen's face was still a little confused, and he didn't seem to have completely woken up from the brink of sleep. But after a few breaths, he was sober.

"I'll ask Xiu'er to apologize to you when I go back." As he spoke, something came to his mind. Before he could speak, Fang Yuhan was already fastening the last button of his windbreaker at this time, and said lightly: "There is the latest dark fragrance sparse shadow 11-C type on the clothes, you can smell it, it can't kill you." ”

“11-C？ When was this? How did I not know? Fang Yuchen stood up, feeling that his mind was still a little groggy, making people's brains spin very slowly, and his thinking also felt unusually sluggish.

Fang Yuhan sneered, "What else do you care about besides your little niece and your four maids?" She said that she had put her hands in the pockets on both sides of her trench coat. She walked out of the door, and when she reached the porch door, she suddenly stopped, and said without any emotion: "I think you will be eaten by your little niece without even bones and skin." ”

Fang Yuchen wanted to say something, but he felt that his thinking was very slow, like the feeling of staying up all night until he couldn't hold back his sleepiness. He walked to the embroidery bed in the room, and a square door with two people high and one meter wide quietly opened. Inside, there is a small hallway, with two washbasins and a one-size floor-to-ceiling mirror on the left.

He stood in front of the sink in the back, a small square space opening up on the side. He began to have a great sense of playfulness in his heart, and in the bright yellow shimmer inside, he could see a few towels hanging from it. Fang Yuchen then took out the plain blue soft towel and playfully felt the fragrance on the towel.

After washing his face a little, and lying down on the embroidery bed in the house to rest for a while, Fang Yuchen came out.

The girl in the pink and silver gray suit still stood respectfully on both sides of the passage that entered.

Only then did he notice a change in the black energy belt on his left arm, and a blue energy screen instantly appeared in front of him.

When Fang Yuchen entered his room, he found that in the single sofa in the room where he often sits, there was a little girl with red phoenix eyes. Curly single ponytail, a bundle of frost-white curls hanging from the left sideburns, and all the clothing decorations on the body are separated from the center of the body, black on the left and white on the right. It's the show of words.

At this time, she was lying lazily in the soft sofa, holding the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and pulling the energy screen listlessly with the other. That posture was very similar to the usual Fang Yuchen.

As soon as Fang Yuchen stepped into the room, the energy screen in front of Yan Taixiu disappeared. She twisted around on the soft sofa, looked at the young man with a scattered expression with her wrinkled and shining eyes, and shouted, "Imperial Minister Fang, have you comforted your little wife?" ”

"It's not big, it's not too small." Fang Yuchen glanced at her with a lazy expression, and he didn't look angry. As he spoke, he walked over to the large sofa next to him, and added, as if remembering something, "Remember to apologize to Yu Han later." With that, he lay down on the couch.

Yan Taixiu's little face suddenly showed dissatisfaction, and she immediately shook her head and sighed: "Alas. It seems that the words of the little lover are still not as good as the little wife. ”

Looking at the Yantai show that looked like a small ghost, Fang Yuchen felt a little ridiculous. He suddenly remembered Xuexue, a girl in a plain white suit, and the two were about the same age. But also because of the acquired environment, they are very different in personality. Yantaixiu feels like a slippery loach, which makes people unable to catch her fiction and reality. Whatever fell on her body would be shaken off by her. From Yan Taixiu, Fang Yuchen thought about a lot of things in an instant, and he was pondering, and the little girl who hadn't heard him back for a long time was suddenly unhappy.

"Hey, Imperial Minister Fang, aren't you asleep?" The girl fluttered a few steps to his side, and two small white jade arms were unceremoniously propped up on either side of the man's head on the sofa.

Fang Yuchen closed his eyes slightly at this time, feeling a crisp itch on his face, a faint fragrance like a gardenia lingered in front of his face, he raised his eyes slightly, looking at the girl's face that was quite close to him in the sky, the pair of seductive Danfeng eyes with a flying look, even with his not bad experience, looking at the pair of eyes was only to see a dark and deep piece there, just like the vast interstellar universe that made it very easy for people to fall into that mysterious beauty.

The snow-white curls of the girl's left sideburns were now hanging down his cheeks, which was the source of his itching.

"Your business ......" Fang Yuchen's words paused before he said slowly: "I haven't told Yu Han yet." ”

An incomprehensible smile appeared on Yan Taixiu's little face, she shook her head slightly, and said with emotion: "Oops." Your housekeeper doesn't know yet, but if she did, she probably wouldn't have let you climb into bed. ”

Fang Yuchen closed his eyes slightly, there was no smile or laziness on his face, he listened to Yantai Xiuwu talking to himself, "Oops." Think about it, a woman who has been bullied by you since she was a child, and when she grows up, she will silently dedicate everything to you, but she can't even get a name. Wow, that's ...... It's exciting to think about. ”

"Don't talk about it, no one will treat you like a dumb person." Fang Yuchen said lightly, without any annoyance.

Yan Taixiu stood up with a smile, she stretched out her little hand to support Fang Yuchen's chest, and with a strong finger, she sat on his stomach on her side, and her legs wrapped in black and white pants swayed gently on the edge of the sofa. The man below him didn't react much, just let her sit.

"That's right!" Yan Taixiu seemed to remember something, she turned sideways slightly, staring at Fang Yuchen's face, the strands of snow-white curly hair trembled slightly in the gap between the sides, and she said, "You promised me to play at least an hour a day to slash misfortune!" ”

"Spare me." Fang Yuchen opened his eyes, and a headache appeared on his face, "It's not that you don't know that I'm not interested in those at all. ”

"Hey, how can you talk without words?" Danfeng, who was good-looking, glared at him, stretched out his little hand and slapped it lightly on his chest.