Cannon Fodder Counterattack System

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the long and curled eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under the eyes. Ye Sinian's eyes flashed, and his eyes swept across the slender palm stretched out in front of him calmly.

The skin is fair, the joints are distinct, and the palm veins are distinct.

Ye Sinian raised his eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile, the brilliance in his eyes flashed.

The man dressed as a Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and smiled more sincerely.

The servant who had been waiting by the side stared at him with wide eyes, only feeling that it was not pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at it.

It's not that he is too narrow-minded. Aren't Taoist priests all monks?But how does this person look like a monk?He looked like a charlatan at first glance!

Gritting his teeth angrily, the servant glared fiercely at the Taoist priest who was staring at his son with a smile all over his face, wishing he could pounce on him and beat him up!

The gaze cast on him was too hot, Ye Siqing coughed and said: "This Taoist priest..."

"My lord, you can just call Ziyuan, the poor Taoist!" The man smiled, his eyes sparkling: "It's too alienating to call the Taoist priest!"

The brows twitched, and a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Sinian's eyes.

Ziyuan...

In the data, isn't the Taoist priest who finally saved Zhao Feixiao the Taoist name Ziyuan...

The impression of a Taoist master with long, slender bones was instantly shattered. Ye Sinian looked up at the tall, handsome man with burning eyes, and his mouth twitched subtly.

The tall steed snorted and ran steadily on the Qingshi street with its hooves.

The boy was sitting outside the carriage, carefully driving the horse while listening to the movement inside the carriage with an annoyed expression on his ears. His whole body was ready to go, as long as he heard any movement, he would immediately rush over!

He really didn't understand, how could such a glamorous figure as his young master invite such an obviously slick charlatan back to the mansion as a guest?

Thinking of his son's usual friendly attitude towards others, the servant sighed resentfully.

Father also asked him to follow the young master well, and there must be no mistakes, but a person with a noble temperament like the young master is really easy to be deceived!

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In the carriage, the noble young man raised his eyebrows and squinted at the man sitting next to him, as if he was asking, why do you have to come over and squeeze me when the seat opposite is so big?

The obviously glib charlatan's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look at the perfect profile beside him, with dark currents surging in his black eyes.

"Ahem, haven't you asked your son's name?" Zi Yuan straightened his back, opened his mouth with heavy eyes.

"Zhao Lingqiu." Ye Sinian hooked his lips, looked at him with his hands resting his head in a relaxed sitting posture, raised his eyebrows and said, "What did Zi Yuan mean just now?"

The breeze gently entered the window of the carriage, and there seemed to be a faint scent of wine in the air. The handsome and unparalleled man tilted his head to look at him, his watery phoenix eyes were a little drunk.

Zi Yuan stared straight at Ye Sinian's face, and was stunned for a while with his mouth slightly open as if he was so surprised.

Although the concentration of alcohol in this era is not very high, but I drank a lot just now, and the original owner's alcohol capacity is not very good, so, in the rickety carriage, Ye Sinian couldn't help feeling a little drunk, and his eyes became more intense. blurred.

Blinking, the blurred vision instantly became clear, and Ye Sinian couldn't help laughing when he met those dazed eyes.

Zi Yuan came back to his senses in an instant. He looked at the man in front of him who was smiling with crooked brows and eyes, and his facial features were more delicate. He felt his heart, which had been silent under the Taoist robe, start beating suddenly, faster and faster, louder and louder, bang bang The sound almost echoed in the car.

But after all, he has a lot of experience in the world, and in the blink of an eye, he soothed his throbbing heart, couldn't help leaning forward slightly, and moved a little closer to Ye Sinian, and said in a low voice: "Poverty means... …Ling Qiu’s red luan is moving, and there must be a happy event in the near future, so I want to take a look at it with my palmistry to confirm.”

Ye Sinian's eyes were full of smiles, he gave him a meaningful look, slowly stretched out his left hand, and said, "Just take it!"

The Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and Zi Yuan looked down at the hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes that contained hot emotions slowly slid up the round fingertips like licking, the slender white fingers, The palm with clear veins, the white wrist covered with a layer of thin skin and tender flesh...

The scorching gaze was blocked by the wide sleeves embroidered with black bamboo patterns, Zi Yuan licked his lips with some regret.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and the smile in Ye Sinian's eyes was almost rippling. He coughed lightly, half teasing and half urging, and said, "Zi Yuan...brother?"

The ending seemed to be unintentionally raised slightly, and Zi Yuan could hardly help shivering all over his body, but seeing such a calm gaze, he had no choice but to forcefully suppress the shivering feeling.

With a light cough, Zi Yuan frowned, his face finally became more serious, he pursed his lips tightly, and stretched out his hand to hold Ye Sinian's hand.

That hand seemed to be carved from white jade, and the fingertips were slightly cool.

Gently pinching the fingertips to close the distance, Zi Yuan lowered his dark eyes, quickly glanced at the man in front of him with his eyes slightly closed, and couldn't help moving his thumbs.

There was an itch in his palm, Ye Sinian shrank back subconsciously, his slightly raised phoenix eyes widened suddenly, and he gave him a glare.

In order to prevent him from pulling his hand away, the strength on Zi Yuan's hand unconsciously increased a bit, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment, as if it wasn't him who made the small movement just now, and lowered his head to observe the animal in front of him seriously. Come on.

Ye Sinian rolled his eyes.

"This..." Zi Yuan frowned puzzled, he looked and looked at Ye Sinian's hand over and over again, and said incomprehensibly: "That's not right! What's wrong with this palmistry..."

"How?" Ye Sinian sat up straight, and the distance between the two of them instantly shortened. He lowered his head and glanced at his hands, which were firmly held by him, and his voice was a little low.

The perplexity and doubts in Zi Yuan's eyes were replaced by surprise in an instant, and the faint smell of wine lingered at the end of his nose, and those sparkling phoenix eyes just looked straight at him, as if they wanted to look into the depths of his heart.

The heartbeat was out of rhythm again.

Ye Sinian licked his lips unintentionally, and the tip of his tongue swept across the thin lips, as if coating them with a seductive luster. As the carriage shook, the legs of the two people who were very close to each other inadvertently They rubbed against each other.

The pupils dilated suddenly, and Zi Yuan choked for breath, feeling as if his heart was clenched tightly by something.

After being stunned for a while, he finally recovered his voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ling Qiu's palm reading...is very strange."

"Oh? What a strange method?" Ye Sinian didn't seem to feel anything. His fingers moved slightly, and somehow he easily withdrew his hand from Ziyuan's shackles. The wide sleeves slid down and only exposed With his fingertips, he flicked his long sleeves, and the distance between the two of them instantly separated.

Zi Yuan slowly tightened the palm of Kong Luoluo's hand, a burst of regret suddenly surfaced in his heart.

He pursed his lips, the disappointment in his eyes was instantly replaced by excitement, he pretended to pinch his fingers, his eyes widened, he held Ye Sinian's shoulders excitedly, and said with surprise on his face: "Ling Qiu's great marriage, It's so far away, it's so close!"

"click"

The wooden wheels hit the roadside gravel, there was a harsh noise, and the carriage shook violently.

Caught off guard, Ye Sinian rushed forward, just in time to throw himself into Zi Yuan's arms.

The beauty threw herself into her arms and was so excited that her heart almost stopped. Before Zi Yuan had time to enjoy this surprise, he heard the neighing of the horse, and the carriage flicked its tail abruptly.

Instinctively protecting the person in his arms, Zi Yuan was thrown to the other side of the carriage.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Ye Sinian quickly reached out to wrap his arms around Zi Yuan's shoulders, exerting force on his waist, and the two of them slammed heavily on the thick quilt.

"Well!"

A muffled hum came from under him, and Ye Sinian's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the quilt, his tone could not hide his anxiety: "Are you injured?!"

The iron arm tightly wrapped around his waist prevented him from sitting up, and Ye Sinian didn't care about other things, maintaining the posture of propping Zi Yuan's face with one hand, looking anxiously at the frowning man , looking worried.

A dark light flashed through Zi Yuan's squinted eyes, he wrinkled his face, and whispered in pain: "My back hurts a bit, but it's okay..."

There was a pain in his heart, Ye Sinian was completely taken away by his frowning and patience, how could he think of anything else?Hearing this, he turned his head and yelled at the boy who was driving outside the car, "Hurry up and go home!"

He was secretly opening the curtain of the car to peek inside, but before the boy could be surprised by their posture, he shivered from the roar. He quickly glanced at the thick quilt under them, and his nose was so angry Crooked.

But in the end it was because he didn't set up the carriage properly. Facing Ye Sinian's stern gaze, the boy put down the curtain of the carriage aggrievedly, sat down again and picked up the reins.

The carriage was heading towards Zhao Mansion, the servant was driving carefully while gritting his teeth.

God damn old liar!If he hadn't said that bastard, would he have let the carriage go astray? !

The young master has never yelled at me!

Wait for my grandpa!One day, that pretentious skin will be revealed!

Ye Sinian frowned and turned his head. Just as he was about to sit up and check carefully what kind of injury he had suffered, his gaze inadvertently swept across the thick quilt under his palm.

"..."

Zi Yuan hugged the waist of the person on him tightly, and glanced at him quietly, with an expression of unbearable pain still on his face.

Ye Sinian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and when he sensed the man's movements, there was an undercurrent in his eyes, and in just a moment, the expression on his face switched back to worry and anxiety.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Ye Sinian stretched out his hand behind him, touched the hand wrapped around his waist, and said anxiously, "Let me see!"

The warm palm was attached to the back of his hand, Zi Yuan's heart trembled, and he unconsciously let go of his hand according to his thoughts.

A dark light flashed across Ye Sinian's eyes, Ye Sinian frowned, his face was full of guilt and worry, he put his arm on Zi Yuan's side with a force, as if he didn't realize that his posture was wrong at all, and pulled Zi Yuan under him. Turning over, she straddled his lap directly.

Zi Yuan almost couldn't control the expression on his face, his palms unconsciously clenched into fists, and his body tensed subconsciously.

Ye Sinian didn't seem to notice the abnormal reaction of the person below him at all. He bent down and carefully reached out to touch Zi Yuan's back. He paused and said, "Is it the pain here? Or is it here?"

His face was flushed, Zi Yuan turned his head and stared at the pattern of the bedding under him, swallowing continuously.

He heard the anxious and worried voice of that person, Zi Yuan felt the weight on his body and the hands that were getting lower and lower, and smacked his lips, feeling faintly that something was wrong.