After Cen Yuan peeked at Grandmaster Wuxuan for the [-]th time and was caught on the spot, he calmly smiled at the fierce-faced Grandmaster Wuxuan, and then...then changed to look openly.

The movements are extremely natural, and the attitude is very magnanimous, which is a typical demonstration of not being ashamed but proud.

Wu Xuan: "..."

The shadowy eyes seemed to fall on the skin with scorching heat. Master Wuxuan leaned on the plane seat, closed his eyes without changing his face, and very calmly restrained his urge to grab Cen Yuan and change his position. .

...Why are you still watching? !

Seeing that Grandmaster Wu Xuan was getting angry from embarrassment, Cen Yuan gave a low laugh, and finally looked away, took a magazine placed on the small dining table, opened it casually and looked down.

He looked at it all the way, but suddenly stopped, Wu Xuan still felt a little unaccustomed to it...

Bah, there's nothing I'm not used to.

Wu Xuan raised his eyelashes for a few sneaky glances, pursed his lips, and quickly looked away before Cen Yuan noticed, and sat upright with his eyes closed.

With his eyes closed, sleepiness really came up.Master Wuxuan, who used to work hard in the realm of comprehension, now seems to have been corroded by the beautiful life of socialism. After falling into a shallow sleep, the whole person is happy to find the familiar breath and tilted to Cen Yuan's position. On the side, the breathing became smooth and shallow, and the eyebrows and eyes seemed to soften.

Hearing the sound of his breathing gently and shallowly lingering in his ears, Cen Yuan endured it, finally moved his eyes from the magazine, and looked down at Wu Xuan who was beside him.

He watched quietly for a while, and then came back to his senses when the stewardess passed by, raised his head with his expression unchanged, asked the stewardess for a clean blanket, and covered Wu Xuan carefully with his hands and feet, When covering, I also tucked the corners that fell off into the gap.

When he did this, his movements were light and natural, as if he hadn't noticed that the body passing by his hands tensed up slightly at a certain moment. After he finished, he retracted his hand and picked up the book just now The magazine continued to read.

The "asleep" Grandmaster Wu Xuan sneakily opened his eyelids and took another look, awkwardly moved in the direction of Cen Yuan, changed to a more comfortable position, and completely relaxed.

……Humph.

Cen Yuan lowered his head to read the book, a smile finally lit up in his eyes.

Not long after, he also put the book away, leaned over, and closed his eyes.

It only took more than two hours to fly from the imperial capital to Shanghai. Master Wuxuan had a full sleep on the plane, and when he landed, he was full of energy. His already delicate and beautiful appearance was here. Under the blessing of this mental state, it became more and more radiant, and the staff who came to pick up the plane were stunned for a while, and it was not until Director Cen cast a sharp gaze with a cold face that he woke up.

"You are Master Wu!" The staff member who came to pick up the plane suddenly came to his senses. Compared with Tian Jiapeng's greeting attitude, he greeted Cen Yuan first, and then greeted Wu Xuan respectfully. Going up, the etiquette is extremely thoughtful, "I am the host this time, just call me Xiao Zhao!"

"En." Wu Xuan slightly raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly at him, "Hello."

The handsome young man has an awe-inspiring and dignified demeanor, and his demeanor is cold and lonely. Combined with his gorgeous face and the distant and mysterious aura on his body, people can't help but feel a shock when they see this person. Certainly not easy!

Xiao Zhao, the staff member who came to meet him, also shuddered, and didn't mind Wu Xuan's seemingly indifferent attitude, and walked in front with a more respectful expression to lead Wu Xuan and others.

Solving the problem of "Wei's ghost house" is of great importance, but I don't know how many years have passed since the formation of the ghost house, and there is no rush. Xiao Zhao thought about it a little, and first sent Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan went to taste the famous delicacies in the Shanghai market, and finally drove Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan to the direction of "Wei's ghost house" in a good voice, and told Wu Xuan about the "ghost house" again. Mentioned.

Xiao Zhao is a native of Shanghai. According to him, the ghostly colors of "Wei's ghost house" are not much less than what Tian Jiapeng described. What kind of taboo place is in the minds of people in Shanghai.

"Master Wu, you don't know that when those people were carried out, they were all like blood gourds, and the uncoagulated blood leaked from the stretchers, not to mention the doctors who helped in the past, even me Scared..." When mentioning the recent events in the haunted house, Xiao Zhao spoke vividly, and when he mentioned the more horrific and bloody plots, the expression on his face would change accordingly, and his body language was very rich.

Wu Xuan leaned on the car, listening with a seemingly calm expression, his gaze wandered slightly over Cen Yuan beside him.

"In the back, those people who were sent to the hospital didn't survive. I heard it was because..."

Cen Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and as Xiao Zhao continued to babble, he stretched out his hand and gently clasped Wu Xuan's fingertips.

The light and warm temperature came from the fingertips, moving little by little towards the palm.Wu Xuan hooked his fingertips as if being scalded by the temperature. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Cen Yuan added a little strength, and at the same time turned his head to look at him.

Those beautifully shaped eyes were dark and deep in color, and it seemed that when he was staring at him quietly, it was as if a bright moon had been added to the water, and the snow-capped mountains had been covered with sunlight, and the ripples rising from the depths were full is his reflection.

Grandmaster Wuxuan suddenly couldn't say anything, his heart was a little sore and soft, he simply turned his face straight, expressionless...pretending that the hand that he forgot to take out from Cen Yuan's was not his own .

A smile slowly appeared in Cen Yuan's eyes.

Xiao Zhao got excited, and suddenly turned around to ask for some response, his eyes suddenly met the gaze of that Master Wuxuan who raised his eyes, and he opened his mouth, suddenly forgot what he wanted to say before, and even vaguely felt that I seem to be a little redundant: "..."

Why does the atmosphere in the car feel weird?

Wu Xuan looked at Xiao Zhao calmly for a few seconds, then silently withdrew his hand from Cen Yuan's: "..."

Cen Yuan's hand was suddenly empty, and the slight warmth was quickly swept away by the cool air.He flexed his fingers, and just as he was about to take his hand back, someone grabbed his wrist lightly.

Grandmaster Wu Xuan frowned slightly, and looked sideways out of the window, the tips of his white jade-like ears were slightly red.

The author has something to say: the fever is gone, come back and update

Now is just the season change, the weather is cold, everyone should pay attention to your body, this time I just kicked the quilt in the middle of the night, and I was almost hospitalized later, I had blood routine done several times, my fingers were all bald, white blood cells fluctuated high and low Yes, just after the fever subsides and then has a high fever, it is very tormenting, everyone really needs to be careful _(:зゝ∠)_

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