Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Tomioka Yoshiyuki slipped away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, so fast that Ayin had no time to explain.

She covered her face: "..."

I hope this social genius will maintain his consistent silent personality, and don't make up his mind.

A Yin turned her head, only to see Zen Yuanhui was combing her loose black hair. After tossing for a while, her beautiful and smooth long hair became messy, and the hairband was still in A Yin's hand.

When she looked back, she happened to meet Zenyuan Hui's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He looked at the hairband in A Yin's hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

Ayin wanted to pass the hair tie silently, but Chanyuanhui didn't take it.

The black-haired young man raised his brows in distress, and asked in a low voice, "Ayin, can you tie it up for me?"

Ayin: You don't have hands?

Chanyuanhui lied without blinking: "In the past, the servants in the family tied my hair. And there is no wooden comb here, so I can't straighten it with just my hands."

Ayin understood.Yes, a pampered young master.

Ayin did not doubt that he was there, and it was easy to be left and right, so she motioned Chanyuanhui to turn her back to her, and went to comb his long black hair.

The fish took the bait easily, and Chanyuan Hui's lips curled up into a faint smile. He obeyed A Yin's strength and tilted his neck back slightly. From the corner of his eyes, he could catch a glimpse of A Yin's face, with a calm expression.

Ayin used his fingertips as a comb to slide down the gaps in his hair, and couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

The eldest young master is the eldest young master, with good living conditions, and even the quality of his hair is so well maintained...

The moving light from the candlestick fluttered on the eyelashes of the Buddhist temple, like the wings of a butterfly, revealing his restless mood in his trembling.

He could feel the warmth of Ah Yin's hand.

With long and slender fingers, she combed his hair gently and meticulously, touching his scalp and the back of his neck from time to time, bringing a burst of coolness.

The normal body temperature of human beings is much higher than hers. According to common sense, being touched by that ice-like hand is not a very pleasant thing unless it is in the hot summer.

But she is the only one who is different.

Her coldness will only remind him of all beautiful things, such as sandy ice in hot summer, flying snow as beautiful as goose feathers, and rustling red maple leaves in late autumn, all of which are refreshingly cool.

Zenyuan is not an extroverted person. Rather, he is more repellent of strangers than Wutiao, who refuses contact with outsiders all day long. This is why he keeps a polite and unfamiliar distance with people all the time.

Dressing up with a gentle and courteous coat, concealing his introverted and indifferent temperament, and wandering in the entanglement of power and extravagance, this is a skill he has been familiar with since he was an adult.

Almost no one can break his defense.

It’s weird.

It was obvious that she was so close that she had already exceeded his safe distance, but...he couldn't feel any disgust towards her.

When did he dig out the source of living water in his state of mind that should be as calm as stagnant water, which made his heartbeat uncontrollable, out of the physiological needs of the human body, and only knew that with every inadvertent touch of her fingers, there would be bursts of heartbeats. Agitated, the ancient well in the bottom of my heart also had circles of ripples.

Zen Yuanhui lowered his eyes and stared at his fingers without saying a word.Fair and slender, the skin is moist and smooth, and there are no calluses on the fingertips. It looks like a hand that has never been tired. Who would have thought that it came from one of the most powerful conjurers today?

The loose long hair has been tied up again by Ayin. She was about to take her hand back, but was caught off guard by Zen Yuanhui and grabbed it.

The atmosphere was still silent, and the two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

A Yin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Well, Your Excellency Zenyuan...?"

She glanced at the hand that was tightly held by the monastery, why did she suddenly reach out, which startled her.

"No...it's nothing." The Chanyuan was dazed for a moment, and then it seemed to be burned, and hurriedly let go of her hand, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

"I'm going to see what Wutiao is doing. I'm sorry." The black-haired young man stood up, deliberately avoiding A Yin's eyes, and hurried to the door.

At the moment Huila opened the door of the Buddhist room, he almost bumped into someone outside.

"Your Excellency Zenyuan?" The ending sound rose, and the tone was very surprised. Wujo looked at the Zenyuan in amazement, "What happened?"

It's rare to see him so flustered and out of breath.His colleague, who even exorcised super-level curse spirits by himself back then would not even move his eyebrows. Several times, Wujo thought that there was probably nothing in this world that could change his face.

Could it be that the end of the world has arrived and the Yusan family has been destroyed?Isn't that a great thing.

"Five." The Chanyuan saw him as soon as he looked up, and ignored his question, "What did you do?"

"Go and chat with the owner of the maternity house." Gojo walked around the temple and walked into the house. "By the way, ask about Ayin's eye problems."

Ayin's two ghosts who were in charge of disguising, after questioning later, confirmed that they were killed by members of the Ghost Killing Team, and Wu Tiao was very irritable.

At this time, it is meaningless to pursue responsibility. If you have that spare time, you might as well think of a way to replace those two ghosts.

To this, Yuya Ubuyashiki replied very ashamedly: "I'm very sorry, but we have no other way. If we want to solve Miss Ayin's problem, the only known way is to kill Onimai Tsuji. "

Of course he knows this, and you don't need to say it.

After chatting for a long time, I found nothing, and Wutiao came back in a bad mood.

As a result, as soon as he came back, he found that Ayin and the temple seemed to be doing something behind his back.

As soon as Wutiao stepped into the house, he realized that something was wrong. He lifted the blindfold, his blue pupils were moving, and the six eyes were taking in all the information in the house and passing it into his brain.

"..." After a long time, Wutiao turned and looked towards the Zen courtyard with a blank face.

Look at the few strands of hair that fell on the tatami, then look at the obviously tied hair of the Chanyuan Lord, and combine it with his unnatural expression when he bumped into him at the door.

It's clear at a glance.

Your Excellency, Chanyuan, you don’t talk about martial arts anymore.

While I was worrying about Ah Yin's identity as an evil ghost, you were sneaking away?

Wujo has not forgotten the conflict between him and Chanyuan Hui, which was temporarily suppressed, about Ayin's future stay or stay.

Although they agreed that this matter would be decided by Ayin after killing the ghost queen, and no one was allowed to test in advance even after they signed the bondage, the content of the bondage did not include whether they could have a good relationship with Ayin during this period. Gao's favorable impression and subtle hints will influence Ayin's future decisions.

Yes, in the eyes of Wu Tiao, the Chanyuan is sneaking away.Without telling him, he secretly rubbed Ayin's favorability, so as to make Ayin's views more inclined to him.

Wutiao smiled inwardly, and he glanced at the Buddhist monastery.

It was he who was careless, and was blinded by the posture of no worldly desires displayed by the Zen Monastery.

In fact, which one of the heads of the Yusan family is simple, and the city is unfathomable. Restraining emotions, hiding goals, and confusing opponents are also one of their compulsory courses.

They are all millennium foxes, why are they playing Liao Zhai?

Wutiao's line of sight separated from the monastery as soon as they touched it. Only they knew how intense the sparks were in the air at that moment, and the invisible gunpowder filled the air.

Sneak away, right?

Then I should be serious.Five thoughts.