Women's clothing bosses always want to give up on male protagonists

Yan Luofan's legs that were about to step over were stagnant in the air, and his peach blossom eyes were wide open: "Huh?"

Suspecting that he heard it wrong, he spent half a day analyzing whether there was any deep meaning in that sentence. When he tried to ask, "What did you say, I didn't hear clearly?"

But Yin Ciyue had already turned his head away, leaving him with a slightly stubborn back of the head, as if even the strands of hair were expressing his refusal to communicate.

Coincidentally, after Fang Xiangling separated the people away, he also came over slowly, lowered his eyes and didn't look at the people, twisted for a long time and then pretended to cough twice, "I don't want to talk to you, I just passed a day and two nights, what are you doing?" Do you know where the scent on your body comes from?"

Yan Luofan's attention was attracted, and he made a hypothesis: "Is it possible that you smelled it wrong?"

"Nonsense, obviously I can smell it now." Fang Xiangling sniffed her nose twice, feeling unsatisfied, and quickly grabbed the hand of the little princess in front of her, "What kind of flower do you use for bathing?"

Up to now, Yan Luofan really felt a little bit of being molested by "Deng Tuzi", and took his hand back, "It's a mess, I don't know."

In fact, he didn't use those, he didn't think it was troublesome, but he was worried that if he answered honestly, the topic would lead to something about body odor, which was quite shameful.

"The elder is coming over soon, let's find a place to sit down first."

Wuge never set a fixed position for his disciples, and it is always good to sit in whichever position is pleasing to the eye. Yan Luofan glanced at it, and the only position that can get rid of Fang Xiangling's attraction to him is the empty seat in front of Yin Ciyue beside him .

Without any hesitation, he sat down immediately, then turned his head: "Sit down quickly, too."

Fang Xiangling looked around and pursed her mouth, making sure that there was no extra seat next to the little princess, so she had no choice but to give up, so she had to sit in the nearest vacant seat, "Hmph, you don't need to talk too much."

The position she chose was at the rear, diagonally behind Yan Luofan, and there were two positions in the middle, but it was just enough to see the whole situation at a glance.

After being quiet for less than half an hour, Fang Xiangling rested her chin and wiped the desk table boredly: "Don't blame me for not telling you, the person who sent you here just now is not someone who is easy to provoke, you better behave yourself."

"Senior Brother Chao Yu looks meek and kind, but he is unambiguous when he gets angry. As for the palm decree on his body, it was given by the head of the sect himself, and he praised him as the real Mr. Ruyu, and let others He is in charge of patrolling the forbidden area in the back mountain, and those rebellious and unruly people on weekdays should also give him three points."

Yan Luofan listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and commented objectively: "He is very powerful."

There was a sudden sound behind him, and he turned his head to find that Yin Ciyue lowered her eyebrows, and her knuckle-like jade fingers were playing with two blue beads, and another one fell on the ground and was rolling towards his feet.

Yan Luofan bent down to pick it up, and the moment his fingertips touched the bead, he found that there was a universe in it, containing a vast amount of water aura. Isn't the protagonist a mutated thunder root?What are you doing with this bead?

Although he was surprised, he didn't stop pushing the beads over, and even warned, "Be careful."

Yin Ciyue's straight and thick eyelashes trembled slightly when the two fingertips touched, and the words that came out of her mouth were extremely sweet: "Don't worry about it."

Yan Luofan closed his hands for a moment, very inexplicably: "..."

Who is it that wants to be hated?

He almost suspected that Yin Ciyue in front of him actually had the same idea as him, trying to be hated, and then got divorced.

"Hey!"

Fang Xiangling, who propped his head on his arms and watched for a long time, yelled, frowned, and said in a bad tone: "How did you meet that senior brother Chaoyu?"

"He's me..." Cousin.

"Noisy and noisy, how can you look like a Linguyu disciple?!"

Immediately after was the sound of breaking the door, Yan Luofan swallowed the rest of the words, looked at the door, it was dressed in dark pattern black clothes, and the legendary Elder Qi, who was kind to others, walked into the Enlightenment Pavilion with a dark face, "Is there anyone who is chatting?" It's better to go to your senior brother Chao Yu and calm down."

Case solved.

As soon as Yan Luofan heard the latter sentence, he immediately realized that Elder Qi was indeed kind, but only limited to good students, so the image in their minds was quite different from Yan Chaoyu's.

However, the next thing he saw was Elder Qi, who was frowning into Sichuan characters, and after taking two steps forward, he stopped by his desk, glanced coldly, and then withdrew his eyes for a long while and continued to walk towards the screen with dead leaves. Said: "Clothing and hair are the outward expression of your attitude towards seeking Tao..."

The rest of Yan Luofan didn't listen anymore, isn't this the same rhetoric that the high school head teacher used to say?

Change the soup without changing the medicine, everything can rise to the height of life.

Accompanied by the dull sound of knocking on the table, Elder Qi's babbling finally came to an end. After glancing at the bad disciple in his mind, he said with hatred, "Are you going to comb your hair well?"

Following Elder Qi's gaze, Yan Luofan raised his hand to touch the most perfect ponytail he had ever tied. It was in the middle, and the height was just right...

So, it was him you were talking about?

There is no such self-consciousness at all, and even a bit of sadness after recognizing the reality.

When Elder Qi stopped by the table just now, he thought it was because of Yan Chaoyu's relationship, but he didn't expect it to be his perfect ponytail?

Because Yan Luofan doesn't know how to curl his hair, the situation fell into a stalemate for a while, and when he had already begun to imagine being punished for disobeying discipline, the ponytail at the back of his head was untied, and the black hair fell loose.Just when he turned his head in a daze, Yin Ciyue's cold voice sounded:

"Don't move."

So he sat obediently like a wooden man, even slowing down his breathing, for fear of affecting Yin Ciyue's braiding of his hair.

Yan Luofan once again realized that Yin Ciyue's fingertips were very cold, and even brushing the back of her neck unintentionally when combing her broken hair, it was as if a piece of cold jade had been brushed across.

He was in a trance unconsciously. No character in the novel had this kind of treatment, right?The protagonist braids his hair by himself, and he will be able to braid it for ten years in the future.

Furthermore, why are the other disciples more like wooden people than him?Elder Qi's expression was still so ugly.

Yin Ciyue lowered her eyelashes, her mind was focused on nothing else, and her black hair, which was smoother than silk, shuttled between his fingers, and was finally fixed behind her head with hairpins one by one.

"All right."

He retracted his hand, still feeling the lingering sensation of touch.

Yan Luofan just turned his head away, tears were almost in his eyes, he really didn't know what to do without Yin Ciyue's help, and said sincerely: "You are really kind."

He declares that there is no better person in the world than the protagonist.

He decided not to for three days!Ten days, no trouble for a whole ten days!

"Okay, wasting time." Elder Qi pursed his mouth into a straight line, and finally started the serious content of today's time, "Tao follows Tianyi, the most important thing is personal state of mind, avoiding anger, avoiding sadness, and more Don't be obsessed with it."

Speaking of this, Elder Qi meant something, and glanced at the location of the two at the banquet, Luofan and Yin Ciyue, "Keep what I say in mind."

At the same time, Yin Ciyue paused when he raised his hand to rest his forehead. Because of the fragrance of Tiannanyu flowers left on his fingertips, he put his hand down unnaturally, and he didn't know if he listened carefully.

Fang Xiangling watched a series of things from the beginning to the end, and her fingers unintentionally touched the corner of the table.

Yin Ciyue, is he someone who can drop off the table playing with beads?

But when he mentioned Senior Brother Chao Yu.

The two of them have known each other since they were young. She knows Yin Ciyue's situation in the Yin family, understands his ambitions, and understands his cold-blooded and ruthless nature. , These are just her thoughts.

When will Yin Ciyue comb people's hair?

Even he probably didn't realize that he was staring at the back of his fiancée's head in a daze.

His skin is creamy, his bones are ice-cold, his amber-like eyes are soft when he bends them slightly, and he even yawns like a cat that hasn't woken up. It's not surprising that he has all the capital to be loved. up.

Fang Xiangling pressed the center of her eyebrows, and laughed for some reason.

Is this the power of the Man of Destiny?Even Yin Ciyue, who is so heartless and desireless, can't resist it.

Finally, at the end of Chen's time, Elder Qi shook his sleeves and left without any delay, showing no nostalgia for Wuge.

The most important thing for Yan Luofan is to formally thank him, he turned around and bowed twice to Yin Ciyue, who helped out, "If it wasn't for you, I really don't know what to do."

Yin Ciyue deserved it, and raised her eyes lightly: "How do you thank me?"

Yan Luofan got stuck, and after much deliberation, he put the storage bag at his waist on the desk, and waved his hand grandly: "You can choose whatever you like, as long as you like it."

"Choose with me?"

Yin Ciyue raised the corners of her lips, her tone was quite meaningful.South

Originally, Yan Luofan was completely truthful, but after seeing this expression, he became a little uneasy silently, and finally closed his eyes cruelly, and nodded heavily: "En!"

Yin Ciyue threw the storage bag back, "I have a question I wanted to ask you before."

Yan Luofan took the storage bag, "What?"

Yin Ciyue tapped the table twice with her fingertips, and said in a factual tone: "You hate my brother."

Yan Luofan was speechless at first, and then acted plausibly, "Well. He has some shortcomings, but he is polite to others on the surface. I know he is your brother. You must think he is not bad, but you still remember to close him. On the day of the map of Linguyu? He came to me and heard that I have a bad relationship with you, so what he said meant belittle you."

He deliberately exaggerated what he said, and he also wanted Yin Ciyue to be on guard against Yin Shilang now. Even if this purpose failed, he might still get a bad impression of "like the editor behind the scenes".

Never lose money.

After speaking, he sat upright and waited for a reply.

"Ah."

Yin Ciyue chuckled rarely, "I understand."

Yan Luofan was a little confused, but he didn't ask any further questions. He stroked his hair, "How do you know how to braid your hair?"

Yin Ciyue's answer fully reflects the differences between people: "I have seen it."

Yan/Study hard but fail countless times/Luofan: "Really, haha."

Immediately bringing the topic back to the answer, he began to search for his storage bag, picking left and right, "You don't even look at it, there are actually a lot of things in it..."

As he talked, he kept taking out things from it, including armor studded with gems, a sword shining with silver light, and even a jar of peach blossom wine that was not known how old, "All these are for you!"

These are all his stocks when he was about to run away, and they were all carefully selected.

Before Yin Ciyue had time to express her refusal, she saw the eyes of the little fiancee in front of her eyes lit up, she showed a smile, and shouted sweetly to his back: "Brother, you are here."

The person who came was Yan Chaoyu.

He glanced at the things placed on the table, then set his eyes on the little cousin, and apologized softly: "I was delayed for a while because of a small matter."

Yan Luofan shook his head, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Yin Ciyue frowned coldly, and suddenly understood that even if the little liar's previous incident was a misunderstanding, it's not a lie that he likes to call someone his brother, and he still hates the marriage contract between the two.

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