2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"You talk all the time, and your mouth...has made many girls happy?"

The woman sat directly astride Yan Muyun, gently lifted the latter's chin with her long white fingers, and looked down at him condescendingly with a pair of dark and deep eyes.

Feeling the slightly cold fingers gently brushing the corners of his lips, Yan Muyun, as a normal man, inevitably had some physiological reactions. Fortunately, his legs were bent and he was still covered with a quilt. The other person was just sitting on his lap.

"Why don't you speak?"

The woman leaned down, and her delicate and beautiful face got closer. There was only less than three fingers between their lips, and Yan Muyun could even feel the other's warm breath.

For a moment, he really wanted to give up resistance.

After all, the other party spent 30 million real money on himself. It is the most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beauty. You can't be so ignorant of praise.

Yan Muyun really didn't think so because of narcissism. The oil painting was placed in the living room, but this mysterious woman didn't even look at it after she came back. She even "released" Wei Min directly. It was not a rush. What else could be the reason for bringing him here?

At this moment, he only had two doubts in his mind. One was that he didn't think he was so charming that he could make a woman he met for the first time fall madly in love with him, even at the cost of 30 million.

As for the second doubt...

Yan Muyun stretched out his hand to hold the woman's waist. With a little force, he pushed the woman into his arms. The order of the two of them was reversed: "Miss, I haven't asked you what your name is yet." ."

"Just...just call me Roy."

Yan Muyun noticed that the other party looked away. Although he tried his best to adopt the calm and calm posture before, he could hear a trace of unconcealable panic in his words.

High attack and low defense? interesting.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Yan Muyun didn't panic anymore.

He thought he was the prey, but he didn't expect that the other person was just a little white rabbit in wolf's clothing.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Miss Roy is a bit familiar. Have we met before?"

"What a cliché. Are you from the 2000s?"

Roy seemed to have adjusted his mentality, and his cold face returned to its original calmness and arrogance.

"No, I really feel that you are somewhat familiar, especially your eyes... No man in this world will forget a pair of such beautiful eyes."

Yan Muyun slowly lowered his head, with an evil smile on his lips.

His fingers stroked the girl's soft and rosy lips, across her smooth and fair face, and finally gently placed them on the slender swan neck, holding it gently and firmly.

"Um..."

Roy's body trembled and he couldn't help but make a seductive nasal sound. The distinct eyelashes trembled slightly, and the originally clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of spring water, making them misty.

Yan Muyun lowered his head, then lowered his head again, and their lips got closer and closer.

Roy didn't hide away, just stared at him, with an inexplicable belief in his eyes.

When the two of them could almost feel the tingling attraction between each other's lips, Yan Muyun stopped, but Roy suddenly raised his head and pecked him on the mouth like a bird.

"no."

Yan Muyun was startled, rolled up the girl with a quilt, and threw her across the bed.

"Ha." Roy turned his back to him and let out a chuckle that was either triumphant or contemptuous.

"Why are you really kissing me?" Yan Muyun wiped his mouth guiltily.

"Why don't you hide?"

"Why are you still beating me up?"

"If you have a thief's heart but no courage, you have no future!" Roy sneered mercilessly.

Yan Muyun was so angry that he stepped forward and picked up the girl who was wrapped like a caterpillar, and said fiercely: "You say that again?"

"Just say it, yes... you have a thief's heart but you don't have the courage..."

Being stared at by his extremely aggressive eyes, Roy's eyes once again drifted around uncontrollably.

"do not move."

Yan Muyun stretched out his hand and gently picked at the area behind her ear a few times. After a while, he pinched a layer of human skin as thin as cicada wings.

As the human skin was peeled away bit by bit, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Less cold and dull, more agile and shy, but still beautiful.

Yan Muyun smiled bitterly: "Why are you here?"

"When did you find out it was mine? Answer honestly!" Zhang Xixue asked unceremoniously.

It's a pity that her face is red at this time, and no matter how tough her tone is, it has no deterrent effect. It's like a fluffy little white rabbit showing its teeth and claws in front of you, which will only make you feel cute.

"You shouldn't change clothes in front of me." Yan Muyun touched his nose.

"What?" Zhang Xixue didn't understand.

"I said you were very familiar before, but it's not just your eyes, but also your naked back..."

Zhang Xixue thought of something and her face turned redder: "Rogue."

In Peach Blossom Spring, when Yan Muyun first confronted her, the "Punisher", she pretended to be an employee who was changing clothes in order to avoid his search.

I didn’t expect that this pervert just glanced at it and remembered it for so long.

Yan Muyun avoided the girl's angry eyes without revealing any trace: "Actually, the main thing is that I am more self-aware. Ever since you spent 30 million to buy that oil painting, I began to doubt your identity. You are most likely Either it has something to do with Elizabeth, the original owner of this painting, or it has something to do with me or Wei Min. Other than that, I really can’t think of anyone else who would spend money to buy this kind of thing. And what you just said about me They are people from the 00s..."

"Then how are you sure it's me?" Zhang Xixue asked.

Yan Muyun smiled: "I touched your face, and it felt wrong. And I only know one person who can make such a sophisticated human skin mask."

"Aren't you afraid that I am Jun Qianmian?" The girl's words made Yan Muyun, who was still a little proud, freeze up.

Just when Zhang Xixue thought she had finally defeated this guy, she saw his eyes roll: "If it's Jun Qianmian, he doesn't need the human skin mask at all. I can still tell whether it's a real face or a mask."

Although the raw material of Jun Qianmian's mask is human skin, it is "dead" human tissue after all, and the ability and characteristics of the shape-shifting monster can still be felt in his body.

"It's your turn. Tell the truth quickly. Why did you appear on the Ark?" Yan Muyun pretended to be fierce.

Zhang Xixue thought for a while: "Because of you."

"Because of me?" Yan Muyun was stunned: "How did you know I was on the Ark?"

"I didn't know you were on the Ark. I didn't expect to meet you here at all...but it's really because of you that I appeared here." Zhang Xixue's eyes softened as she looked at him.

Hearing what she said, Yan Muyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. If she really knew that she was on the Ark in advance, no matter where the news came from, it was definitely not a good thing. Maybe he would have to choose to abort the mission directly.

"Can you be more detailed?" Yan Muyun asked.

"Sorry, I can't give you a more specific reason." Zhang Xixue said with a hint of apology in her eyes: "I won't ask you why you came to Ark, so just don't ask me, okay?"

"You really can't tell?"

"You really can't, but don't worry, no matter what you and your classmates do, I will never have any impact on you."

Hearing the hint of pleading in the other party's tone, Yan Muyun softened and could only nod helplessly.

The two of them remained silent at the same time, and the room fell into dead silence.

If Zhang Xixue was still wearing a mask, and if Yan Muyun hadn't revealed her identity, something might have happened between the two. But now that everything is open and honest, both of them are coy and embarrassed.

Yan Muyun sat on the bed for a long time, and finally choked out: "Well, I will find a way to repay you these 30 million."

"Need not."

Zhang Xixue curled up at the end of the bed holding the quilt. She shook her head without hesitation when she heard this: "You have helped me so much...especially my father. You gave him a second chance."

Yan Muyun was silent. His feelings for Zhang Yu, an old classmate and "enemy" in the past, had always been very complicated.

He himself couldn't tell whether he was out of pure intolerance when he rescued the other party's brain, or out of some twisted psychology of "letting you end up with the same fate as my parents."

There might be Zhang Xixue's reasons for this, but he didn't know how much she accounted for.

"Then... I'll leave first?" Yan Muyun stood up and walked hesitantly towards the door.

"You stop."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun turned around and saw the girl on the bed biting her lip and blushing.

"You are not allowed out here tonight, or I will call the security department."

"Hiss..." Yan Muyun had a toothache.

"Why, I spent 30 million, can't I even let you stay with me for one night?" Zhang Xixue used her trump card.