Rare Healer Strategy Guide

He Chan and Yan Xingyu stayed at home and prepared before leaving for the United States in October.He Chan's work at hand is almost done, and he pays more attention to Yan Xingyu, who is working hard to learn English.

Every time at eight o'clock in the evening, when checking Yan Xingyu's study situation for the day, He Chan was very surprised, because Yan Xingyu really quickly memorized the words that day, and when it was time to cash out the reward, He Chan always felt that this was not good. He himself was completely dazzled by the kiss.

"Kiss can also heal wounds." Yan Xingyu said it seriously, as if the two of them were just undergoing a sacred healing process.

"Liar, I obviously didn't feel the aura." He Chan didn't believe it.He can see his aura now.

"Yes, it's very comfortable here." Yan Xingyu tapped his chest lightly, He Chan was blushed by his love words, but his heart was indeed sweet.

In the morning, He Zhan was meditating in front of the balcony of his bedroom to adjust his breath, while Yan Xingyu quietly went to the balcony downstairs and read aloud the simplest daily conversations.If it weren't for the distance between each household and the large area, the neighbors would mistakenly think that a good student who studies hard and makes progress every day has moved in next door when they hear the sound of reading.

Yan Xingyu's voice is very nice, with a unique timbre in the low voice, and the way he is reading English seriously is reflected in He Chan's eyes, so he can't help but stop and appreciate it for a while.Yan Xingyu didn't need to go to the martial arts gym to work, and he had a lot of time to concentrate on memorizing words every day. By the time of the National Day in October, He Chan found that he had memorized all the [-] elementary words.

But now Yan Xingyu's English level is only in the sixth grade of elementary school, and he can't ask for more. He has a lot of grammar knowledge that he can't catch up with, so he can only jot down all the simple conversational sentence patterns.

"Ayu is already very good." He Chan praised sincerely, "When you arrive in the United States, you can continue to learn. Don't worry now, if you shoot commercials, I will be your personal interpreter."

To be honest, He Chan couldn't wait to see Yan Xingyu's first commercial as a model. Oasis, like most jewelry brands, mainly consumes women, and the new styles of men's jewelry only account for a quarter of women's. Although Oasis has only been established for five years, every time it releases a new advertisement, it carefully selects the first-line international supermodels to shoot.

"Okay, personal translation... When the time comes, I will try my best to take a good shot." Apart from memorizing vocabulary, Yan Xingyu also searched for a lot of information in the time gap and made full preparations.

Two people each have a suitcase, packed with personal clothing and some necessary emergency items.

"Over there, the weather is going to get cold, don't you want to bring some thick clothes?" Yan Xingyu asked when he saw that he hadn't packed his coat.

"Well, it's okay, we'll just buy some clothes over there together, they're not expensive." He Chan explained, "It saves you from carrying too much, it's too hard."

I sent messages to my family members. He Chan and Yan Xingyu went to the airport in their own driver's car. It was not the first time for them to fly. Yan Xingyu couldn't sleep this time, so he quietly held He Chan's hand and looked out the window.

This trip took a long time, estimated to take thirteen hours, He Chan thought, since he had nothing else to do anyway, he took Yan Xingyu's hand and quietly gave him healing spiritual energy.

Yan Xingyu, who was watching him quietly, squeezed his palm, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Don't release the aura yet." He Chan slowly withdrew the aura after hearing this.

"Maybe there are other people on the plane who can also feel the supernatural ability." There are too many people here, so it is inconvenient to go into too much detail. After Yan Xingyu came here, he guessed that there are actually many people in the world who have supernatural abilities, but they are all concealed down.

However, most people's supernatural powers are relatively simple and harmless. The healing power possessed by He Chan is very rare and cannot be easily exposed to others. What's not good for He Zhan?

"Okay." He Chan obediently agreed, but still didn't let go of his hand.

Before He Chan came, he had considered such a long time, so he specially downloaded a few movies on the tablet, found one on the plane with Yan Xingyu and watched it, had a meal, it was still early, Yan Xingyu saw that He Chan seemed like A little sleepy, let him sleep on his shoulder for a while.

"Then will you be bored?" He Chan yawned and leaned over.

"I'll read the word book for a while." Yan Xingyu opened the electronic word book downloaded offline. The vigilance he had practiced early on made him sleep lightly. In such a crowded and unfamiliar place, it is generally impossible to fall asleep. .

He didn't move after sitting up, and fell asleep on He Chan's back, holding the tablet motionlessly to read words.The plane encountered strong turbulence several times on the way, and it bumped every few minutes.Yan Xingyu knew that this was only normal, but still worried, she put down the tablet unconsciously, and protected He Chan with one hand, for fear of shaking him awake.

Fortunately, everything was flying smoothly. When He Chan woke up, the plane was almost ready to land.

After He Chan woke up, his whole body was sore. Sleeping on the plane was not something to enjoy. He couldn't relax completely, and then he heard Yan Xingyu beside him asking in a low voice, "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded, and the next moment he felt hands on his shoulders, Yan Xingyu was pinching his shoulders.He Chan turned slightly to his side, quietly letting Yan Xingyu pinch him for a while.

"I'll press it for you when I get off the plane." As soon as the plane landed, they took a taxi and went straight to the city.It was still daytime here, and the wind was quite strong.He Chan's small apartment is near the headquarters, and when the two arrived home, He Chan felt dizzy.

"Sit for a while, and I'll pour you a glass of water." Yan Xingyu took the suitcase in his hand, motioned him to sit on the sofa for a while, put the things away by himself, took the water and boiled it, and then went to see it Is He Chan feeling better?

"I'm fine, I'll just sleep tonight." His jet lag has not yet reversed, and he is drowsy and dizzy now.But I still have to hold on to cheer up, otherwise I won't be able to cope with the jet lag.

In fact, Yan Xingyu was also sleepy, especially after more than ten hours of flying, his mind felt as if it was clogged with cotton.

"Don't work today, let's watch a documentary together?" Yan Xingyu planned to accompany him.

"Okay, I'll take a bath first." He Chan packed up a few underwear and went to the bathroom.

This is a standard single apartment with only one bedroom. Yan Xingyu carried the suitcases of the two of them in and packed all the clothes.This place has probably been lived by He Chan all the time, and the bed in the bedroom is not that big, barely able to accommodate the two of them to sleep together.

Yan Xingyu thought about it, and was a little worried that He Chan would be crowded at night.Taking advantage of his free time, he wiped and cleaned the apartment, the refrigerator was empty, and there were a few bottles of juice left by He Zhan last time.

Went out at night to buy some groceries and came back to fill the fridge.

He worked for a while, but found that He Chan hadn't come out yet, so he walked to the bathroom door, and tried to shout twice: "Ah Chan."

"He Chan? Ah Chan, you must have fallen asleep, right?" Yan Xingyu knocked on the door, but the person inside still didn't respond. He heard the sound, but there was no movement. He quickly turned the doorknob and forced the door open. The bathroom was filled with moisture and smelled of sweet roses. He could see He Zhan dozing off on the bathtub in the big bathtub with white flowers in the bubble bath.

Yan Xingyu walked over two or three times, knelt down and called him a few times: "Ah Chan, it's too dangerous to fall asleep in the bathroom." He pinched He Chan's nose, and He Chan, who had completely relaxed in the comfortable and warm bathtub, In fact, he had just fallen asleep for a while, and when he pinched her like this, he immediately opened his eyes in a daze.

He Chan's hair was wet, and his eyes were also wet. Yan Xingyu lost his breath when he saw it. He silently looked away, and couldn't help but pinch He Chan's nose.

"You'll catch a cold." Yan Xingyu got up to get the shower, "Get up and take a shower, soaking for so long is not good for your health."

He Chan responded with a nasal "uh", and immediately stood up from the bathtub. After realizing that he was not wearing any clothes, he bumped into Yan Xingyu who turned around and wanted to go out to avoid it.

When Yan Xingyu just turned his head, he heard the sound of "哗啦,哗啦" water, and knew that it was He's blooming, and before he could close his eyes, he saw the scene of spring light leaking out.He stood at an angle where he could see clearly, He Zhan was really fair and clean, the white foam on his body was not much different from his skin tone, and the muscle lines on his body were smooth and delicate.

The water droplets on the body slid down along the texture of the skin, and dripped down the shallow and thin mermaid line on the lower abdomen.

He pursed his lips and quickly withdrew his gaze, handed the shower to He Chan: "Rinse well, I'll wait for you outside." Turning around without changing his expression, he slipped away as if to escape.

Yan Xingyu, who closed the door, took a deep breath, feeling that what was shaking in his mind was the appearance of He Zhan just seen.

He silently recited a chant in his heart.

He Zhan rushed into the water in a hurry, thinking to himself that he was really dizzy just now, but luckily Yan Xingyu didn't say anything.He got dressed and came out.

"Come here and blow dry your hair." He Chan hadn't taken two steps before he heard Yan Xingyu calling him from the sofa.

"Hey." He walked over, and Yan Xingyu was already holding a towel and a hair dryer.

He Chan simply sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, on which was Yan Xingyu sitting upright.Yan Xingyu lowered his head and watched He Zhan's wet hair dripping water continuously. The water drops fell into his slender neck and fell into his clothes drop by drop.

Leaning on the sofa, with Yan Xingyu behind him, He Zhan enjoyed it with peace of mind, letting Yan Xingyu hold a towel in both hands, half-wrapped his hair, and gently wiped it back and forth several times to dry the water on his hair before giving him a blowjob Hair.

The warm wind made him very comfortable, and He Chan could feel his slender fingers inserting into his hair, fiddled with it gently, and Yan Xingyu's fingertips would massage his scalp from time to time, so comfortable that he couldn't help it squint.

Yan Xingyu's hair was cut very short, and it was a little prickly. He Zhan wanted to rub and dry his hair, but was a little disappointed to find that Yan Xingyu only needed to shake his head, and his hair would be dry.

Both of them took a shower before sitting on the sofa to watch the documentary together.When it was getting late, Yan Xingyu said: "Let's go to the supermarket to buy something together. There is nothing at home."

"Well, let's go together." There is a small supermarket near the downstairs of He Chan's apartment. At this time, many people have started to get off work. Yan Xingyu didn't have much reaction to the blond-haired and blue-eyed Europeans and Americans passing by, as if he was already here. Lived for many years.

Yan Xingyu was in charge of pushing the cart, checking out the bill, and carrying it home. He listened carefully to He Zhan's communication with the cashier. Now that he could not communicate with the locals fluently, Yan Xingyu felt that he still had a lot to learn.After all, in the supermarket just now, he could only read a small part of the food.

The Zhou voices were all of unfamiliar race, writing, and accent. It was difficult for Yan Xingyu to distinguish their attitudes for a while, but he still carefully protected He Zhan when the crowd was crowded, for fear that others would knock him down.He Chan was also afraid of getting lost with Yan Xingyu, so he simply led him away with one hand.

The two of them had dinner and watched the documentary for a while. He Chan insisted on treating Yan Xingyu's wounds. In the end, before ten o'clock, the two of them couldn't hold on any longer, so they went back to the bedroom early to sleep.

Yan Xingyu hadn't slept for more than 30 hours in a row. As soon as he returned to the bedroom, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. He Chan was used to sleeping with him, and fell asleep next to him.The bed is not big, one side leans against the wall, He Chan sleeps on the inside, and Yan Xingyu sleeps on the outside.

Somehow fell asleep, He Chan leaned against the wall with his back to Yan Xingyu, and lay down a lot inside, Yan Xingyu turned over in the middle of the night, and put him under his arms.

They all slept soundly, and after a long time, Yan Xingyu felt his body warm up, and the scene he had dreamed about last time appeared in his mind again.This time, the man who emerged from the Lingquan was a little bit clearer. Yan Xingyu looked at He Chan's familiar face, and then his slender and fair neck gradually appeared, and then two touches of light pink dogwood. Yan Xingyu felt the spirit all over his body. The force began to scurry.

The spiritual power seemed to explode in an instant. When A-Chan was kissed, her eyes turned red and drenched. Yan Xingyu felt that she wanted to bully him even more. Crying, looking at A Zhan's red face and moist eyes under him will only make him more and more impulsive.It's over, Yan Xingyu thought, his inner demon seems to have appeared.

It has been daylight for a long time.

Because He Chan slept for a long time on the plane, and went to bed early last night, he naturally woke up early today.

But he didn't feel comfortable after waking up after a good night's sleep.

Because before he opened his eyes, He Chan felt as if he had been squeezed into a corner. Behind him, it seemed that the man's thick and warm body was still pressing down on him. What made him froze even more was the fact that the man seemed to resist He rushed towards him again and again.

He Chan couldn't help it, Yan Xingyu's hand had already hugged him subconsciously, the movement under his body was getting louder and louder, He Chan clearly felt something obviously unusual behind him, he froze and didn't move, Yan Xingyu's movements suddenly became faster, and he fell down For a moment, the hand holding him suddenly tightened, and everything else seemed to stop.

Just as He Chan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a violent tremor. Through the thin pajamas, he felt the warm, sticky, greasy torrent.Followed by a low and hoarse moan.

"..." He Chan really wanted to bury his head in the bed and pretend to be dead, because he seemed to have a reaction when he heard Yan Xingyu's comfortable panting.

He trembled and wanted to break free, so he hurried to the bathroom to calm down, but Yan Xingyu's thigh straddled him, pressing him firmly under his body, as if he had fallen asleep again.