I cultivated into a god by inhaling incense

Yan Lin stared at Qi Jing for a few seconds before he looked into the other's eyes: "You seem to be a little different recently."

Qi Jing felt that Yan Lin's eyes were completely

Yan Lin stared at Qi Jing for a few seconds before looking into his eyes: "You seem to be a little different recently."

Qi Jing felt that Yan Lin's eyes were like an endless abyss, the longer he stared at it, the more it felt like a black hole, trying to suck his whole body into it.Tell him to look away immediately, not daring to look at Yan Lin again.

"Then what—it should be that I have used a moisturizer recently, and the effect is better. Do you want to use it, senior?" The senior is not as easy to deal with as Fatty Zeng.

But he usually doesn't need these, because he doesn't have extra spare money, and secondly, he finds it troublesome.

When Yan Lin watched him gossip about him, he knew that the other party was talking nonsense. There should be something on Qi Jing that was slowly changing his physique, and even his appearance could undergo subtle changes.

For example, the skin can be broken by blowing bombs, and it is as white as jade.

Yan Lin thought that his own body had also undergone subtle changes. The last time he ran for two weeks, some unpleasant black impurities appeared on his body.

He thinks that Qi Jing should be like this too, he is a person with special physique just like himself.

Looking at Qi Jing's appearance, he should know, so he wants to probe and ask, or is it like now?

It was the first time that Yan Lin couldn't make up his mind. He used to be decisive and never hesitated when encountering problems, but when it came to Qi Jing's matter, he had to be cautious.

He didn't want Qi Jing to hate him, and he didn't want to create a gap between them because of this incident.

So he chose not to know anything.

"No need." Yan Lin said, "I usually don't use these."

Qi Jing took a closer look, and the senior's skin seemed to be better than before.

He couldn't see any changes in the senior's body, but the lingering aura on the senior's body was heavier than before.

The two walked out of the office while chatting.

Qi Jinghui didn't have many pieces, he felt that Little Xingxing should be quite simple, so he didn't go to the piano room to practice.

After Yan Lin asked if he had any questions, Qi Jing immediately answered yes, anyway, he was already familiar with the notation.

"Go and practice with me, I haven't played the piano for a long time." Yan Lin said.

Qi Jing's eyes brightened, "Senior, did you move the piano to the dormitory?"

Yan Lin told him before that he bought a piano.

To be honest, at such a big age, Qi Jing has never seen a tripod piano, and he really wants to see it, touch it, and preferably be able to play it.

Yan Lin chuckled, "No, I'm talking about my house, do you want to go?"

Yan Lin throws a tempting olive branch.

Qi Jing had wanted to try it a long time ago, but when he heard the words, he could not resist the temptation, so he nodded in agreement immediately.

Yan Lin called the bodyguard and asked him to drive the car over.

After Qi Jing heard it, he said: "The school stipulates that we can't drive to the teaching building, so don't we need to go outside?"

"No need." Yan Lin said, "It's just driving in."

Only then did Qi Jing remember the identity of the senior.

You can really do whatever you want with money.

When will he be able to become a rich man who can do whatever he wants?

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we got back to the villa, Yan Lin asked the people in the kitchen to bring cakes, and asked his assistant to buy some snacks.

When the assistant came over with big and small bags of snacks, he saw Qi Jing leaning on the sofa, drinking freshly squeezed juice, and complimenting him while drinking.

After seeing the assistant, he put down the cup in his hand with some embarrassment, and smiled at him.

He remembered that this person was called Zhao Xu, and he was the senior's assistant.

At this time, Yan Lin came down from upstairs.

Zhao Xu immediately stood up straight, and almost missed to salute Yan Lin.

"boss."

Yan Lin hummed lightly, and then said: "Put the things on the coffee table, and go back first."

"Yes." The assistant replied, and carefully placed three packs of snacks on the wiped reflective coffee table, then smiled at Qi Jing, turned around and left in a hurry.

"They seem to be very afraid of you." Qi Jing took a sip of juice and ate fried chicken legs.

I have to say that the chef in the senior's villa is very skilled. This fried chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and tastes similar to the ones bought outside.

Qi Jing has already eaten three.

Seeing that he likes to eat, Yan Lin didn't tell him to eat less, so he secretly wrote down Qi Jing's preferences.

Yan Lin smiled noncommittally.

Qi Jing wiped his greasy mouth, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I don't think seniors are scary, no one is better than seniors."

Speaking of the latter, Qi Jing himself blushed first.

It's so embarrassing, it's extremely shameful to praise the other person in front of the person you like.

Yan Lin smiled lightly.

Qi Jing blushed even more.

The corners of Yan Lin's mouth turned upwards, his calm breath disappeared all of a sudden, he seemed to be walking under the warm sun, and behind him was the revived vitality of all things.

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, he suddenly felt that something flashed on the senior, but it was too fast, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Want to see the piano?"

Qi Jing nodded his head violently, worried that Yan Lin was only here for fun, and didn't really intend to take him to see the piano.

"Don't worry." Yan Lin laughed, "It won't run away, eat it before passing."

Yan Lin pointed to the fried chicken leg in his hand, and Qi Jing remembered how bad his image is now.

Qi Jing ate the fried chicken in his hand a few times, wiped his mouth indiscriminately, only to see that there were disposable gloves beside the fried chicken.

This is embarrassing.

He was so oily that he was too embarrassed to touch the senior.

Yan Lin seemed to see his embarrassment, and pointed to the right side, Qi Jing turned his head to look, but couldn't understand, and turned his head to stare at Yan Lin naively.

Yan Lin chuckled, "The restroom is over there, why don't you wash your hands?"

"Yes, of course!" Qi Jing jumped up and said excitedly, "I love cleanliness the most."

After finishing speaking, he declared for himself in a low voice, "Today - because this fried chicken leg is so delicious, I suddenly..."

After that, the voice became smaller and smaller. If Yan Lin's health hadn't improved now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear what he said.

Qi Jing blushed so much that he couldn't continue and ran away to the right.

Yan Lin stared at the fleeing figure, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, he really liked being with Qi Jing.

The time we spend together flies by so quickly.

Watching the last ray of sunshine outside through the glass wall disappear into his eyes, Yan Lin's eyes darkened.

Then he called the butler and asked the butler to prepare dinner.

Not long after the housekeeper left, Qi Jing came back after washing his hands.

He sneaked a look at the first floor just now. Looking up, the height alone is three times the height of the dormitory, and there are many rooms, each of which is full of modernization.

Qi Jing touched his shriveled wallet, he didn't know it would be a year of the monkey if he wanted to live in such a villa.

Qi Jing sighed in his heart.

Yan Lin didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but when he saw him coming, he reached out and grabbed his hand.

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, and quietly wiped the palm of Yan Lin's hand.

The senior's hand was surprisingly warm.

And it's slippery.

He sneaked around again, seeing that Yan Lin didn't notice, he was very happy.