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

She subconsciously reached out and pinched it again.

Ronan shrugged his shoulders and flicked her hand away: "I'm ashamed, Hancheng is really lacking in skills, so I used a trick." ”

"Lack of your size, it's just a good thing to play with flowers!"

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

"It's easy to say...... Feed! ”

Zhang Yingying couldn't help it, and reached out to pinch Luo Nan's cheeks on both sides, to see what kind of material this face with no flaws in normal light was, and how it was spliced together.

"Open your mouth, blink, stick your tongue out, move your ears...... I'm rubbing, magic skills! ”

"Where, the main thing is that the condensate ring taught by His Majesty the Martial Emperor is transparent and subtle, I just made some design combinations in the configuration, and a large part of it is piled up by automatic calculations."

Ronan twisted his false face and said flattering words with a sincere attitude, which made Zhang Yingying, the "Martial Emperor's Doglegs", very useful.

"The mouth is so sweet, it can be seen that people can't be bad...... Well, I don't worry about you anymore, don't make Your Majesty wait for a long time, go ahead, but come out and play again, what if I try to cut it with a white rainbow? ”

"Farewell!"

Ronan waved his hand, locked the breath of His Majesty the Martial Emperor, and did not need Zhang Yingying to lead the way, and went straight away.

His Majesty Emperor Wu's private airship has a rather simple design and excellent intelligent guidance. Ronan didn't spend much time on the road, but quickly found the study, knocked on the door, and got an answer.

"Come in."

"Your Majesty the Martial Emperor." Ronan pushed the door open and saw the person he was talking to for the day.

This study is located on the port side of the airship, and there is an area that is encapsulated in a single piece of tempered glass. At this time, there is a large amount of sky light, painted with low-altitude mist, and it is transmitted through it. But as the airship lifted off, its brightness and hue quickly slid into a brighter range.

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

Wrapped in a wide skirt about fine linen, her long hair was roughly curled up at the side of her shoulders, her body was curled up on a chaise longue, bathed in the daylight, with a bare foot slightly exposed, and a scroll of paper resting diagonally on her chest, about just laid down.

This situation can satisfy Ronan's most typical image of "literary women", and if he is asked to do a sketch, he can now write happily.

Of course, if it were possible, Ronan would like to depict the subtle structure of the super-strongman in front of him, who is deep and dangerous, and whose extraordinary power is exquisite.

A series of researches such as analyzing "stacked interference" and creating "perfect bodies" have consolidated his corresponding foundation and honed his unique vision. Under these conditions, carefully analyzing the framework of a transcendent kind of form and god, I think there will be a different harvest.

It's a pity that he didn't have a chance to observe further for the time being, His Majesty the Martial Emperor had already sat up slowly, and his eyes fell on his face. Compared with the sunlight shining in, there is a transparency that points directly to the core.

Speaking of which, the first time he met His Majesty the Martial Emperor, this one was also leaning against a glass curtain wall, I don't know if it was a coincidence, or did he really have a fondness for this environment?

"Nice design."

His Majesty the Martial Emperor first commented on Ronan, referring to the "doppelganger" created by Ronan. She tilted her neck slightly, looking up and down, with great interest.

Whether she heard the conversation between Ronan and Zhang Yingying, or had a sharper vision, in short, she did know, and Ronan achieved the purpose of "informing".

But this is just an introduction, some things, he always has to explain in more detail, and a large part of the reason why he came here today is this.

Ronan took two steps into the house and bowed to His Majesty the Martial Emperor, but he still didn't have time to speak, and His Majesty the Martial Emperor took a step ahead of him: "You don't need to say more, I also took a few glances at the email you sent to Ouyang and You Lao yesterday, and I know something about it, and it is enough for now." ”

What she said was some of the explanations that Ronan had sorted out yesterday afternoon, and some things had been explained carefully, but they were still relatively brief.

His Majesty the Martial Emperor didn't mind, so it was naturally the best, and he saved his tongue, and at this time, Ronan was only polite: "Eh, Your Majesty Xie." ”

His Majesty the Martial Emperor smiled silently, revealing a slight light

teeth. She casually put the book aside, propped up the chaise longue under her with one hand, and continued to chat with Ronan from a natural and casual "looking up" angle:

"You have a habit of hiding your head and showing your tail, and I also have a penchant for mysticism, and I am barely a fellow believer. Instead of trying to figure out which things to say and which not to say, it's better to guess each other's roots, whether you guess right or wrong, it should be more interesting. Anyway, the general trend is like this, if you say more and say less, my position will not change at this stage. ”

“…… Excuse me. ”

Ronan could vaguely feel that His Majesty the Martial Emperor was "pointing" him, whether he thought about it or not, it was always right to think about it, and he was grateful anyway, so he naturally showed a frank and modest attitude:

"On my side, you know, I really don't know what to do."

"I can see that you want to be a skilled social person, but this is not something that can be achieved by studying and observing imitation in books, the kind you envision, will always make progress in shame and embarrassment."

His Majesty the Martial Emperor seemed to have entered the teacher mode, but soon the conversation changed: "The problem is that it is difficult for you to get that kind of opportunity again, you are already a social person, and you are the kind of person who makes everyone revolve around you, like the center of the world." I don't want to do any psychological analysis, but the truth is that you're used to it, and it's the most reasonable choice. ”

"Huh?"

Ronan doesn't think he's there yet, at least for now......

At this time, His Majesty the Martial Emperor stood up straight, still barefoot, stepping on the smooth floor, and walked slowly until he was only about half a meter away. Even if she doesn't wear shoes, she is half a head taller than Ronan, and she doesn't seem to be much shorter than the old lady in the family, which inevitably brings some pressure.

Ahem, in fact, even for ordinary people, this distance can already activate an instinctive defense mechanism, let alone two transcendental-level strongmen.

Even as a clone, Ronan needs to put a little effort into adjusting the small impact of visual and sensing effects.

Ronan wasn't sure what he should do, and in a trance, he saw the person in front of him raise his hands, lean forward, and press his cheeks from both sides, still slightly hard.

“……！！！”