Skilled in managing a house

"This guy is such a bastard. He bought a shabby book from a liar and then swore he could find the person. I think he was just fooling me."

Seeing Zhang Yu's current performance, Pan Yun was so angry.

She couldn't wait to go directly over, plucked Zhang Yu's hair, and asked Zhang Yu loudly, "Do you have me in your eyes?"

She then lowered her head and looked at the new pajamas she was wearing. This pajama exposed her shoulders. Although it was not transparent, it gave him courage when he bought it. I just hope that when Zhang Yu comes, I can wear it for Zhang Yu to see.

I didn't expect that it would have such an effect.

Pan Yun turned around, entered the bedroom, sat down on the bed, and cursed again in his heart, "You stinky guy, don't I have a good old book?"

She has always been a tomboy, especially in the eyes of her colleagues, she is not a man at all. But when she was with Zhang Yu, she discovered her weak side. This man was so tall that it melted her heart.

Even though she knew that Zhang Yu had another woman, strangely enough, she seemed to have no interest in any other man except Zhang Yu.

The important thing is that he has already been touched by Zhang Yu, so that's all that's missing. So for Pan Yun, Zhang Yu is her only man.

But right now, this guy only had eyes for the shabby book he bought from a street liar and ignored her.

If it was really a top secret, Pan Yun wouldn't be angry, but she had a preconceived idea that this thing was deceptive. After all, as a patrolman, Pan Yun has a very high IQ. The broken book was said to be some kind of ancient book. She also read it next to Zhang Yu. It was all in simplified Chinese characters. When did simplified Chinese characters become available? Do ancient people still write simplified Chinese characters?

"Is it because I have no charm? I can't even attract him!" Pan Yunqi raised his eyebrows.

"Did dong!"

At this moment, Pan Yun heard the sound of his cell phone.

She knew it was the voice of her WeChat message, so she stood up, took out her phone from her clothes, and opened it.

I saw a woman sent her a message on WeChat with the name "Wang Yue" marked on it.

This is my high school classmate, whom I haven’t contacted for a long time. At the class reunion the year before last, we added each other on WeChat.

Pan Yun clicked on the content and saw the following sentence, "The first post in the circle of friends to like, thank you."

Pan Yun frowned when he saw it, this was nothing to do. She clicked on her circle of friends and saw that the first post on it was a lot of pictures with a lot of words on them.

She took a look and saw that it read - Are you still sad that your husband ignored you after you got married? Are you still worried about your husband cheating on you because you are not sexy enough? Women should live a wonderful life, and women should dress sexy. Melya underwear makes women wonderful and sexy. Melya underwear makes married women rejuvenate. Melya underwear makes your husband never leave you.

"Why are you starting a micro-business?" Pan Yun muttered, thinking to himself, selling underwear, the advertising words are quite good.

"Huh?" Suddenly, she looked towards the door unconsciously, "This guy is ignoring me. Could it be that I'm not dressed sexy enough?"

Pan Yun subconsciously clicked on the photo. Good guy, when he saw the big picture, Pan Yun couldn't help but blush a little.

The clothes in the pictures are more sexy and more tempting than the last. There are more than ten styles, all different, and there are even sailor suits. Even if they look innocent, they are all so tempting.

"Wearing such clothes can tie up a man. I think it can only seduce a man. Hmph."

Pan Yun snorted coldly, but her eyes stopped on the picture of a white shirt.

There doesn't seem to be anything special about this shirt. At most, the hem is relatively long and covers the buttocks.

However, the model wearing the shirt looked so sexy. The model unbuttoned the collar of her shirt to her chest and leaned sideways on the sofa. This made her sexy, charming, and intellectually beautiful.

"This shirt looks good on me. I didn't expect it to taste quite good."

Pan Yun muttered in his heart, put his phone aside, and followed him to open his closet.

There were a lot of shirts in the cabinet. Given her profession, she needed all kinds of shirts, and there were at least five white ones.

Pan Yun found a shirt, took off his pajamas, and put the shirt on. There is no dressing table in the bedroom, because this beautiful police officer usually doesn't wear makeup at all. It would be nice to use some facial cleanser. She hurried into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror.

Pan Yun's hair is not long, just past the chin. Compared with the model's long shawl hair, it is a little less tempting. But because I had just taken a shower, my hair was still a little wet, which added to the smell.

Her neckline is also open to her chest, and her white bra can be seen in the mirror. The hem of her shirt is also very long, covering her buttocks. Although you can't see the white panties on the surface, it always makes people a little worried.

Especially those pair of big, round white legs, which are relaxed and seductive.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Pan Yun's cheeks couldn't help but turn pink. She frowned slightly and thought to herself: "Why do I become like this? Why do I need to please him so much?"

Thinking of this, Pan Yun left the bathroom and walked towards his bedroom. She has decided not to wear this to Zhang Yu.

When walking to the bedroom, you can just pass the junction of the bathroom and the bedroom and see Zhang Yu sitting on the sofa in the large living room, concentrating on reading a book.

"Asshole! You're still watching." Pan Yun cursed secretly again.

She pouted unconsciously, an expression she had never seen before.

"I want to see whether it is me or this book that is attractive." In Pan Yun's heart, such a thought emerged unconsciously.

You know, one of the things women hate the most is being ignored by men.

Why do so many women like to wear sexy clothes on the streets? Why do so many women still wear skirts in the winter? On the surface, they say that the men who stare at them are perverts. But in fact, isn’t the purpose of wearing such clothes to attract men’s attention? .

Lu Xun once said: Women dress like this just for men to see, not for female compatriots.

(Lu Xun: I never said that!)

Pan Yun is also a woman. Maybe she can tolerate being ignored by other men, but she can't stand being ignored by Zhang Yu.

The two of us haven't seen each other for some time. You guys, it doesn't matter if you buy a shabby book on the street and then ignore me.

Thinking that his body was almost visible to Zhang Yu, Pan Yun gritted his teeth and took two steps forward. From this position, Zhang Yu could see him as long as he turned his head.

Then, Pan Yun said deliberately and calmly: "What do you think of me wearing this suit?"

"Very good." Zhang Yu said casually, then raised his head and glanced at Pan Yun, then lowered his head to read.

Seeing Zhang Yu's actions, Pan Yun almost exploded with anger again. I have gritted my teeth and worn it out like this, but you are still like this. What kind of treasure is there in this book?

If Zhang Yu was attracted to her, she might wear other clothes in the room.

However, Zhang Yu's reaction aroused her temper.

Pan Yun gritted his teeth again, "You guy, I don't believe I can't attract your attention!"

After making up his mind, Pan Yun deliberately moved his steps and walked towards Zhang Yu.

Usually women who dress like this do it for sex appeal and to seduce men. The walking posture must be very particular, slow down, hold your chest high and raise your head. In this case, everything you do will be full of flavor.

But Pan Yun, carefree, walked to the sofa in a few steps. She asked carelessly: "You haven't finished reading yet?"

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Yu raised his head and glanced at Pan Yun. This time he realized that Pan Yun's clothes were serious. He didn't find it sexy. After all, Pan Yun was not a sexy woman.

This time I looked up for two seconds, then lowered my head again and continued reading.

Zhang Yu has now finished reading this book, and he already has a lot of knowledge about the layout of the seven tones.

In addition to Zhang Yutong's musical temperament, the seven tones are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, Bian Gong, and Bian Zheng respectively, which also represent the directions of the seven Buddhas. The sentence "Nammo Amitabha" does not sound like a pattern of seven tones. It can even be sung. It can be done no matter how many times it is sung without repeating the tones. The most important thing is that no matter how you sing, it is solemn and profound.

According to what he understood in the book, Zhang Yu was able to make a recommendation, and he outlined the results of the recommendation in his mind.

It's just that this time, there was no red dot on the child's fingers. Clearly, the tone was off this time and further push was needed.

His mind was filled with the changes in red dots, and he had no time to worry about anything else.

Pan Yun was so angry that she almost kicked Zhang Yu in the face. She cursed in her heart, "I am dressed like this, and you are still reading a book. You really treat me like nothing!"

Pan Yun walked to the long sofa where Zhang Yu was sitting and sat down next to Zhang Yu. As he sat down, the shirt on his body inevitably faded a little, and the white school pants he wore underneath naturally became looming. As long as you look carefully, you will definitely be able to see clearly.

However, Zhang Yu didn't look at her at all, which made her feel like she was playing the piano to a cow.

"You are such a cow! You are wasting your time dressing like this with me." Pan Yun cursed again in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu put the book in his hand on the coffee table.

Pan Yun thought that Zhang Yu had finished reading the book and now it was time to look at herself. Her little heart couldn't help but "bang bang". However, Zhang Yu did not look at her. He just leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes, looking thoughtful.

"You!" Pan Yun couldn't help but clenched his fists, and his teeth were almost broken.

"You are a wooden person!" Pan Yun cursed in his heart again.

"Grandma, I don't believe you, you bastard, I can't attract your attention! Let you pretend!"

Pan Yun encouraged herself in her heart, and she immediately turned to one side and lay down on the sofa. A pair of round jade legs pressed directly on Zhang Yu's thighs. The back of his head was resting on the armrest of the sofa.

Even so, Pan Yun was still ashamed in his heart. This was simply Chi Guoguo's temptation.

This made Pan Yun close his eyes subconsciously, his heart racing again, and he did not dare to look at Zhang Yu at all.

After closing her eyes, she was waiting for Zhang Yu to speak or his next move.

Unfortunately, after waiting for three minutes, Pan Yun didn't even wait for Zhang Yu to say anything, let alone make any move.

"What is he doing? Why hasn't he made any movement? It's impossible that he didn't notice it. I guess he must be obsessed with it. It's stuck in his eyes and he can't pull it out."

Pan Yun was thinking blindly in his heart again, and at the same time he gently opened his eyes.

At this moment, if Zhang Yu was staring at her, it would probably make her feel ashamed, ashamed and proud.

The result was great. Zhang Yu was still the same as before, leaning on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed.

"I" for a moment, Pan Yun almost cursed. She cursed in her heart: "Am I so unattractive? You can do push-ups with other women and just ignore me. Is that book really so magical? Why don't I believe Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu? We have not seen each other for some time, and you want to piss me off when we meet."

She invited Zhang Yu to her home because she hadn't seen him for a long time and she had a lot to say to Zhang Yu. After all, the two of them haven't seen each other since Zhang Yu replaced their mother and daughter's bodies last time. Every night, when I lie in bed alone, this man will appear in my mind unconsciously.

She wanted this man to be by her side, to talk, to cuddle for a while.

She was so angry that she couldn't ask Zhang Yu for help. Unconsciously, she felt herself becoming more and more aggrieved, and couldn't help but close her eyes.

"You love me to death, I'll take care of you"

Zhang Yu felt something pressing on his leg, but he and Pan Yun were the only two people here, so he didn't pay attention as his head was filled with red dots.

Otherwise, one method can be used to solve all problems. Others need to use some tools or record them with pen and paper. However, Zhang Yu’s cultivation and good memory allowed him to make recommendations simply by conceiving with his brain.

Many men will not be disturbed by women when they are concentrating on things. It's like some men are playing games, and at a critical moment, if their girlfriend appears next to them wearing nothing, some men will dismiss her.

In the words of some netizens, this is the performance of Zhu Gusheng.

Zhang Yu is almost the same as Zhu Gusheng now, there is nothing else in his mind but those red dots.

After nearly two hours, Zhang Yu did not come up with a result that matched the chart.

Maybe I was too tired, so I took a nap in the morning, and then I overused my brain. I always kept my eyes closed like this, and I was in a comfortable place, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

I don’t know how long it has been since I fell asleep.

In the haze, seven shadows suddenly appeared in Zhang Yu's mind.

These seven shadows are all golden and sit cross-legged. Their position is exactly the original arrangement of the seven tones.

Seeing these golden shadows, Zhang Yu moved unconsciously.

The seven shadows kept changing directions, and he was actually pushing the market in his dream. As the light and shadow changed, Zhang Yu kept saying in his heart, "No, no. It should be here. Almost. Not the next step."

This was actually a dream, and the muttering in Zhang Yu's heart was just gibbering.

As the shadow in his mind moved, Zhang Yu's right hand unconsciously placed on Pan Yun's round white leg and kept moving. It was as if his hands were moving the positions of those lights and shadows.

"Huh?" Pan Yun was already asleep on the armrest. He had been busy with cases these days and didn't get much sleep. I stayed up all night last night, went home and took a shower. Even if I was angry with Zhang Yu, I couldn't help but fall asleep without closing my eyes for a long time.

But now, she suddenly felt a little itchy on her legs, as if something was moving back and forth on her legs.