Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

It was an extremely beautiful and beautiful shadow, with long snow-white hair slightly fluttering, and pearl tassels hanging from the earlobes. He walked barefoot in the snow, with gold chains tied to his thin ankles, like a god of wind and snow.

The atmosphere is getting thicker and thicker.

He seemed to be asking for a kiss, but his fingers sneaked into his clothes, and the soft school uniform shirt was torn apart indiscriminately, revealing the young man's attractive collarbone.

Su Jiao grabbed the collar suddenly, and said in a hurry: "I...I want to eat!!"

Yan Lian made a move.

Su Jiao yelled: "Let me kiss, you can peel an orange for me!"

The imperative sentence he used.

If others talk to Yan Lian like this, Yan Lian will make him regret coming to this world.

But plantains are different.

He is so beautiful.

Especially after he made the pampered request, his watery and restless eyes widened, carefully sizing him up like a kitten.

Yan Lian was very affectionate, he let go of his hand and said, "Orange?"

Su Jiao: "Yes... oranges."

Yan Lian: "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Su Jiao regretted it a bit. He really didn't want to kiss him. Although the upper limit of divine power is very important, but...

Su Jiao: "All the skins must be peeled, and there must be no tangerine... No, you can't peel it by hand. I don't eat oranges peeled by other people's hands."

Su Jiao wanted to cover her mouth as she spoke, but raised her hand and put it down in embarrassment: "..."

Damn, damn passive skills!It's that "I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore"! !

Who peels oranges like this? The more you say it, the more outrageous it is!

Although he had seen others peel oranges like this when he was a child, and he was very envious, but...

How could he say such delicate words! !

System sound panel: "This spiritual skill is based on your soul appeal, Your Highness."

System: "Your Highness, many grievances in this world are duplicity and self-inflicted. If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore. This skill is really suitable for you."

System: "You don't have to become angry from embarrassment, just as it is not a happy thing to make a compromise, it is not a shame to have the courage to speak out your appeal."

Su Banana: "..."

Su Ban had to admit that he was right.

But his unscrupulous request means that the other party has to make a compromise for him...

Yan Lian: "Okay."

Su Banana: "..."

Su Jiao saw Yan Lian put on white gloves slowly, opened one side of the cowhide double drawer, and took out a scalpel that was freezing cold from inside.

It was only then that Su Jiao realized that the big wardrobe-like double drawer was actually a refrigerator.

And the thing that gave people goosebumps was that what was placed inside was not food, but all kinds of scalpels that Su Jiao didn't know.

Yan Lian seemed to be used to it, and with her gloved hands, she placed the oranges on the delicate dinner plate with the red-eyed white rabbit, with the blade pointing down slowly.

The scalpel slowly cut the skin of the orange.

It is obviously a very round, juicy orange peel, under the sharp and steady blade, no juice splashes out.

Su Jiao watched helplessly as the oranges were carefully peeled off by the scalpel, and after each petal was split, the orange veins were also peeled off bit by bit.

Yan Lian's movements are like an elegant doctor, who is dealing with a serious operation.

Another example is quietly peeling off the beauty's skin in a cold basement.

Obviously she was watching Yan Lian peeling the oranges, but Su Jiao's spine was inexplicably cold.

After the orange veins were peeled off, Su Jiao couldn't help but want to say yes, but before she could open her mouth, Yan Lian took the knife again.

The translucent tender skin wrapped in the pulp was also disassembled along the lines, revealing the plump pulp overflowing with juice.

He divided the pulp into cubes of uniform size like pastry, inserted a toothpick, and picked up a piece, "Okay."

"I did it."

"Now," he narrowed his eyes, his tone was soft as if he was coquettish, "Can Jiaojiao give me a kiss?"

Su Banana: "..."

Su Jiao delays for time: "Then I have to taste it first."

"If it's very sour, it won't work," he said.

The orange is probably a subspecies, it is very big, the flesh is also very big and plump, and the cut is just right, the juice will splash when you take a bite.

Su Jiao's mouth was small, she bit off the pulp on the toothpick and held it in her mouth, the sweet and slightly sour taste spread out.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably.

This is his bad habit of eating snacks and fruits. He always likes to hold them in his mouth, try to see if they are sour, and then swallow them later.

Just when Su Jiao felt that it was good enough to swallow——

Yan Lian suddenly approached, and the back of his big hand holding the scalpel pressed against the back of his head, biting the remaining half.

The combination of juvenile soft lips and the sweet and sour taste of the fruit is extremely wonderful.

Yan Lian carefully tasted the pulp between his teeth, just like tasting the moist and soft lips of a teenager, the lips and teeth are filled with a long aftertaste of sweet and sour.

Su Banan pushed him away, panicked and annoyed: "You—"

Yan Lian licked Huya's teeth, still wanting more: "Sweet."

Seeing the young man wiping his lips with a pale face, Yan Lian smiled even more happily.

He has long wanted to do this.

But... you can take your time.

Yan Lian got up, tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and the soft light fell on him, as if covering him with a layer of harmless holy light.

"Jiaojiao is bored by herself, let me take Jiaojiao to visit the old house."

White cloth is hung everywhere in the old house, and there is a bit of sadness everywhere.

After all, the hostess died.

"Oh, it looks a little bad." Yan Lian said: "Let's not watch these, let's watch something interesting."

Su Jiao thought, it was obviously her mother's death, but Yan Lian didn't mean to be sad at all.

However, he has no intention of exploring the grievances of wealthy families.

Now that his thoughts have been sublimated and his structure has been opened up, no kindness or resentment has anything to do with him. He just wants to be One Punch Man and save the world.

Yan Lian took him to a large art collection room, Yan Lian pressed his fingerprints, and the door opened.

He took Su Jiao's hand again and pressed it.

Su Banana: "?"

Yan Lian: "Enter fingerprints."

Yan Lian said affectionately: "In this way, the whole house will be Jiaojiao's home."

Su Banana: "..."

The collection room is designed like an art gallery.

"This is the art collection room built by my brother."

Yan Lian smiled slightly, "No one is allowed in except me and the cleaning aunt."

Su Jiao had a bad feeling: "What did you bring me here for?"

"Jiaojiao seems to like brother very much." Yan Lian said, "I'll bring Jiaojiao to get to know him."

Su Jiao was led into the exhibition hall by him.

Oncoming is a very large wind and snow painting, the snow-capped mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the glaciers are endless.

But the most eye-catching thing about this painting is a blurry figure from the back in the snow.

It was an extremely beautiful and beautiful shadow, with long snow-white hair slightly fluttering, and pearl tassels hanging from the earlobes. He walked barefoot in the snow, with gold chains tied to his thin ankles, like a god of wind and snow.

The painting takes up half the wall.

"This is the work of Gu Xichu, a top artist in China." Yan Lian said, "My brother spent hundreds of millions of dollars to ask him to make this picture of death in wind and snow."

Su Jiao: "..." So rich.

Yan Lian led Su Jiao to walk in, and said as she walked, "However, that great painter seems to be a little sick recently, so he can't leave behind closed doors."

Su Jiao discovered that there were many similar pictures drawn in this collection hall, with different styles and superb brushwork.

There are full body, half body, various postures of gods saving the world, and various features are lifelike.

Only the face is blurred.

Yan Lian: "The entire collection hall is all about this theme, and the paintings are all like this one..."

He paused, and there seemed to be a mockery between his brows and eyes: "God."

Su Jiao thought for a while, "It's pretty good."

It's great to have money to build an exhibition hall for the paper people you like.

Yan Lian looked at him sideways: "Brother likes you very much."

Su Banana: "..."

Yan Lian: "Surprised?"

He rubbed his fluffy hair and smiled: "What's so surprising, after all, Jiaojiao's figure looks..."

"Like the gods in the paintings."