Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 590 The young master can hear his heart again! 06

So Fu Mucci pretended not to hear anything.

He stared at the screen in front of him, not looking at Jinchen who was waiting for an answer.

So Jinchen still didn't speak, didn't even repeat himself a second time, he just sat patiently on the sofa and waited.

After nearly 2 minutes, Fu Muchi poked his head out of the screen and took a cautious look at Jinchen.

Why did this person suddenly become quiet?

Jinchen caught his little movement and couldn't hide the smile on his lips. He looked over at the right time and met Fu Muchi's eyes.

"Young master, are you willing to pay attention to me now?"

He did it on purpose!

Fu Muchi immediately realized this problem and quickly looked away, but could no longer pretend not to hear.

He could only nod, and after a few seconds, he shook his head.

Jinchen understood, "I have time today, but not now?"

Fu Muchi was a little surprised, and his eyes changed from surprise to scrutiny.

This person can't hear his own voice.

He moved his body and turned his head away angrily, refusing to pay attention to anyone anyway.

I don’t know where the Qi Xing comes from.

Jin Chen was quite surprised when he saw this, and he didn't know why he made this little ancestor angry today.

Jinchen sighed, resigned to his fate and stood up to coax others.

"The young master is very strange today. If he didn't want to see me, he would have just closed the door."

He was already standing next to the desk, and he was trying to rub the top of the young master's hair a little extravagantly.

"Why bother getting angry with me here?"

〖You're so good, why did you suddenly get angry? You're a good-tempered person. 〗

Fu Muchi, who had a bad temper, refused to raise his head, but did not refuse Jinchen's approach.

He wrinkled his nose in confusion and smelled something good from this new psychiatrist.

A scent I've never smelled before.

While he was thinking about it, his warm and heavy palms had already landed on the top of his hair, and he gently rubbed it twice like coaxing a child.

"Young master, please be obedient and answer my questions, okay?"

Even the tone is gentle.

But Fu Muchi heard another sentence.

〖The young master is so cute even when he is angry, he finally touched his hair! 〗

Fu Muci: "..."

He blushed instantly and avoided Jinchen's hand.

Finally said the first words in two days.

"Busy, wait a minute..."

His voice was hoarse after not speaking for a long time, and he had a unique coldness to his voice.

Jinchen retracted his hand with satisfaction, "It doesn't matter, young master can work first, I will be yours the whole day."

Fu Muchi's eyes flickered and he looked at Jinchen strangely.

Don't those psychiatrists often say that the energy for treatment every day is limited, and you have to make yourself adapt to the time.

Why wouldn't this person say that.

But it didn't disrupt his work, which made Fu Muchi very satisfied.

Ignoring the inexplicable heat rising in his cheeks, Fu Muchi concentrated on working.

After a while, Jinchen, who didn't want to read today, started pretending to check his phone, but in fact his eyes were almost glued to his wife's face.

So Fu Muci began to be disturbed frequently.

〖She looks so cute when she works hard. 〗

〖I still want to touch my head. 〗

〖Why is the young master so busy every day? I feel bad. 〗

……

And so on.

pat!

The sound of typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and Fu Muchi closed the notebook, her delicate cheeks already turning red.

He glared at Jinchen with slightly annoyed eyes.

Jinchen slowly sat up straight with doubtful eyes.

〖Good guy!Who made his young master angry? 〗

Who belongs to your family!

Fu Muci opened her mouth to curse, but nothing came out.

What's the difference between this and personally admitting that you can hear his voice.

The young master can only sulk by himself.

Then let Jinchen guess.

"What's wrong, young master, are you suddenly unhappy?"

Jinchen asked tentatively.

It's not all your fault.

Fu Muchi pursed her lips tightly, her expression getting stiffer and stiffer.

Jin Chen was so frightened that he thought he was about to get sick, so he quickly stepped forward to check.

"If the young master is willing, would you like to start the first phase of treatment now?"

Jinchen lowered his eyes and looked at the sitting young man, his eyebrows were focused and gentle, as if he was looking forward to his answer.

Seeing that Fu Muchi had no reaction, he began to follow the instructions.

"My treatment is different. If the young master is willing to cooperate, you can take less medicine today."

The thing Fu Muchi hates the most is having to take medicine every day.

And lots and lots of medicine.

Sometimes I have to eat more to stabilize my mood, but the consequence of this is that I feel very uncomfortable at night, and it is even more serious when my mood strikes back.

He never told anyone about it.

No psychiatrist has ever discovered it.

Hearing Jin Chen's words, Fu Muchi's eyes brightened slightly, but he still didn't believe it.

"I will not lie to you, young master. If you can, try to believe me."

Jinchen coaxed him a few more words, and the determination and confidence in his eyes made it easy for him to feel trustful.

So Fu Muci nodded, his voice hoarse.

"it is good."

"So nice."

As expected, Jinchen touched the top of his hair again and rubbed it twice.

"Now, please, young master and me, please come over and sit down in the rest area."

After Fu Muchi sat down, Jinchen took out the things he had prepared for almost the whole night last night.

A music box for meditation, an incense stick, and a piece of embroidered fabric that looks very powerful.

Fu Muchi looked curiously and heard Jin Chen's voice ringing directly in front of him.

"Now close your eyes and lower your feet naturally to the ground, maintaining as comfortable a position as possible."

He followed suit subconsciously.

"Take two free breaths, in...and out."

The incense stick was lit, a wisp of green smoke floated, and the reassuring agarwood spread in the room.

Fu Muchi smelled the smell and suddenly became distracted thinking.

It doesn't smell as good as this person's.

But the next second, I was attracted by Jinchen's voice again, accompanied by the melodious background sound of the guqin.

“Imagine our breathing energy coming from the sky and the earth, breathing slowly…while the energy enters the heart.”

"At this time, feel the energy of the sun floating around you. When you inhale, this energy penetrates the top of your head. When you exhale, you feel vast..."

Jinchen's tone was slow, gentle and low, making Fu Muchi quickly relax and follow suit.

Suddenly, a warm palm fell on his hand, Jinchen put his hand on Fu Muchi's, and the gentle spiritual power gradually penetrated.

"At the same time, say silently in your heart: May I be peaceful, and may my mind remain open."

"May I awaken the light of my true nature..."

This first meditation did not last long, only 15 minutes.

Jinchen observed Fu Muchi's face and slowly said the concluding remarks.

"Okay, you did a great job, now slowly introduce your breathing and open your eyes."

Fu Muchi opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and clear, with a hint of comfortable pleasure.

"Young Master is so awesome, how do you feel?"

Jinchen still didn't let go of the hand he was holding, and asked him with a smile in his eyes.