"Magic circle?"
Ronan hung up the communication, still a little confused for a moment. He was not surprised that Xie Junping appeared in Shuanghe Realm, but after appearing here, he talked about mysticism. He had not yet understood this logic.
When it comes to mysticism and magic circles, with Ronan's current connections, it would definitely be okay to entrust a few people to give lectures to Xie Junping, but given the differences in understanding between the ethereal world and the secular world, don't make a joke in the end.
In case of encountering a liar or something... Ronan felt that he should help Xie Junping to check things first.
But currently, Ronan's focus is not here. The reason why he had to quit the game and give up the hero seat despite the irreversible victory was because the important person invited by the invitation, Maoyan, had arrived and contacted him through Liu Er.
While talking to Xie Junping, he came out of the box and stood at the door waiting. At the end of the call, I could sense the arrival of the cat's eye from my senses, but when I glanced around, I was surprised that I couldn't catch the person in the first place.
It wasn't until the real person stood in front of him and looked at him quietly that Ronan locked his target.
Today's cat eye is in a minimalist style, wearing a light blue high-waisted skirt, a white sweater on the upper body, and nude high heels on the feet, so plain that there is no trace of patterns.
This was the first time Ronan saw her wearing a skirt, so he didn't recognize her at first sight.
However, people's habits are hard to change. It is obviously a plain dress. The cat eyes are worn outside with a black motorcycle jacket decorated with rivets. It is also matched with a side-parted hairstyle that covers half of the eyes, a large earring on one side, and The flaming red lip makeup gives off a decadent flavor of "I am beautiful, but I will destroy myself at any time."
Maoyan must have drank before coming here. Standing in front of him, he smelled slightly of alcohol, but it wasn't unpleasant at all.
Personally speaking, Ronan felt that Maoyan's outfit at this time looked very good. At least it triggers his aesthetic more than the nightclub style or hip-hop style before.
Maoyan tilted his head slightly and looked over. Ronan didn't know what she was thinking, but the slightly raised corners of her eyes showed a look of disdain, provocation, etc., but she really lacked the goodwill that a fellow comrade should have.
The next moment, a smile bloomed on her cat-eye brows and lips, just like her makeup, plain foundation, and strong expression. She took another step forward, already leaning against Ronan's shoulder, and reached out to hold the arm of the boy in front of her. It's just that the cat eyes in high heels are four or five centimeters taller than Ronan's, and this action is like a deformed old friend hug... In short, it's very close.
Especially her delicate red lips pressed against Ronan's ear, and she breathed softly: "My master, I obey your call."
Alcohol and perfume combine to create an intoxicating and refreshing magnetism.
Ronan's body stiffened for a moment. He was definitely nervous. This was the first time in his life that someone called him "Master", especially such a beautiful woman so close to him. Half of his arms could feel the warmth of her body. Thermoelasticity.
At this moment, Ronan vaguely felt that about two to three hormones were secreted abnormally in his body, causing his heartbeat, blood pressure, etc. to increase, and even feeling hungry.
However, after the instinctive stress has passed, more subtle psychological factors arise. He couldn't distinguish more details, but he was extremely sensitive to the stimulating factors that caused it. His body did not move, his eyes went over Maoyan's shoulder, looked straight ahead, and whispered:
"What did you call me?"
"My master, the man who dominates me." Maoyan laughed softly, with a sweet breath lingering on Ronan's ears and the back of his neck.
Ronan's brows twitched. Maoyan's voice was originally high-pitched, but when she deliberately lowered her voice, it had a metallic texture, like a thin blade scraping away the fine velvet against people's skin, and it felt comfortable and smooth.
Just like what Maoyan is doing now, although the body is creating a sense of intimacy, there is cold vigilance and resistance in the bones, and there is even a more hidden and stronger destructive tendency.
"Tsk!" Ronan was a little annoyed. Is his kindness unrequited? Originally, I wanted to call him over to have a good talk. If you really want to maintain your previous indifference, that's all. With such a face of a mistress, who are you mocking?
Do I really want to destroy you?
It was this fleeting thought that suddenly touched a certain button in the complex physiological and psychological mechanism. He was suddenly stunned, and some advanced thoughts burst through the eggshell, like a gorgeous and ferocious snake, and hissed:
It’s easy to destroy!
When a thought occurs, the first thing that responds is his body's instinct. In an instant, the secretion of various hormones in the body exploded, and the heartbeat, blood pressure, and hunger increased again, creating a feeling of excitement that had never been experienced in his life.
The excitement was so sudden and intense that astonishing heat burst out from the internal organs, and the whole body seemed to swell.
These sudden bursts of energy act on the nervous system. Ronan's forearm unconsciously raised to exert force, but it touched Maoyan's elbow. He subconsciously closed his fingers and grabbed it firmly.
The motorcycle jacket is also studded with rivets in this position, and the metal particles press into the palm of the hand, which is a bit painful.
At this moment, Maoyan's mocking call came three times in a row: "Master, what do you need?"
"Ah!"
Ronan looked straight ahead, not looking at the cat's eye, and only letting the cat's eye see his side. After exhaling dry heat, the corners of his lips also curled up, and his cheek muscles exerted a little force, but compared with the restlessness of the starry sky of life, it was really nothing.
The slight pain in the palm of my hand stimulated the irritable and strong emotions, like a fireball and fireworks, the boom went straight into the sky, burning the stars of life, making the stars in the sky eclipse.
The rest is just a matter of course. The life sketches and star trajectories of the believers who are closely related to him are slightly deformed, and there is a possibility of disorder and imbalance at the next moment.
This affects not only Maoyan.
Ronan finally realized something was wrong, changed his mind again, and subsided his impulsive emotions. Only then did he eliminate the turmoil in the starry sky of life. The crisis that has not yet manifested only ripples slightly at a level that is difficult for a few believers to detect, and the cat's eyes in front of them are obviously not aware of it.
So in essence, Maoyan is just talking and can't do anything about her personal destiny.
How pitiful!
After his restlessness subsided, Ronan returned to his usual way of thinking. He even felt a vague sense of compassion for Maoyan... Tsk, this description is too hypocritical.
In any case, Ronan temporarily dismissed those extreme thoughts, but it was due to the difference in the positioning of the stars in life, which naturally pushed his mentality up, erased most of his worries, and allowed him to speak more calmly and casually:
"Change your name. This name is too funny."
Maoyan didn't know that in just one breath, a deadly storm silently arose and dissipated. The negative emotions in her heart turned into endless ridicule and stimulation when pushed to her face:
"So, my boss?"
"...It's up to you." Ronan actually had some self-consciousness about being a "boss". Maybe in Maoyan's eyes, he had a similar image, and there was no point in insisting on a change.
At this time, he was still holding Maoyan's elbow, and their bodies joined together in a more powerful way. It was okay when I was in a restless mood, but now something feels wrong.
Ronan took the initiative to let go of his hand and said softly: "Brother Papercut will be here soon. I'll wait for him here. You go in first, Lei Zi is inside."
Maoyan was obviously stunned when he heard the paper-cutting and Xue Lei's names. This was different from what he had imagined, so it was a little embarrassing... maybe.
"Yes, boss." Maoyan finally let go of Ronan's arm, and walked into the box with a smile that seemed drunk and mocking.
Ronan didn't even move. After letting go of his hand, his slightly outstretched arms were actually stiff.
Of course his words were just excuses. He had already contacted Paper Cutting. He Tiansi was in the strategy room and would be here soon. It’s not like I don’t know the place, what should I welcome?
The reason why I say this is that I just need a buffer.
Tonight's occasion was far different from what he originally imagined. Without the paper-cut, not only did he not know what to say, but now his mood was not right.
Yes, the restlessness that had been suppressed just now caused chaos again after Maoyan moved away.
There was a wooden stand at the door of the luxury box. The second and third dimensions of Area A were intertwined. The gorgeous and confusing light and shadow effects made him even more upset.
In such densely populated areas, advertising is inevitable, and seven out of ten of them are supported by handsome men and beautiful women. Ronan had seen it before, but now that he saw the beautiful celebrities flashing across the advertising screen, his feelings were different.
It's really different.
When faced with cat eyes before, things like fragrance, magnetism, mistress, etc. were just simple concepts and descriptions. I just thought of and used them if they felt right. But now, under the confusing light and shadow, these rigid concepts are like the remaining touch on half of his body, slowly coming to life.
The regulated world that operates according to established legal principles is becoming increasingly complex and chaotic.
Ronan subconsciously licked his lips. He waited for more than a minute, but the paper cut still didn't come back. Even Xie Junping, who had promised to come for advice, was nowhere to be seen.
On the other hand, in the private room, even though there were only Maoyan and Xue Lei, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious and they were having a good time chatting. These are all reflected in Ronan's sensor network, as if they were visible to the naked eye.
Xue Lei was asking about Maoyan's occupation and was curious about the living conditions of such a senior ability user.
Maoyan picked up a piece of fruit and answered casually: "I'm just an ordinary dance teacher. I teamed up with someone to set up a studio. I mainly deal with short-term training in the entertainment industry, and occasionally do choreography."
"Wow, we will meet a lot of celebrities?"
"Isn't that true? It mainly trains newcomers, and there are also many silly and sleazy girls with dreams of becoming stars. But quite a few of them may be singing and drinking in the blink of an eye. It's very interesting."
After that, Maoyan said to Xue Lei with a smile: "If you have time, you can come to my place to earn some extra money and meet a pretty girl."
Then he gestured to Xue Lei Pingxu: "A young, strong and fit coach like you, those women would like to swallow him."
Xue Lei's face immediately turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Well, I can't dance."
"Traditional martial arts routines are also a type of dance. Although live-action movies are now in decline, as a type of film, there is always a market for superpowers, kung fu, etc. Many brokerage companies have demand in this area. "
"I, I still have to go to the gym owner to help." Xue Lei still couldn't bear the slightly dirty topic, and finally found an excuse for himself, but God knew that Shenyu Gym was going to close down, so he still What can you do to help?
Maoyan said "Oh": "I have the impression that you are from a Taoist gym. Do you want to open a gym to teach disciples in the future?"
"Yeah, that would be ideal for me. Like the owner of the museum, or like Mr. Big Arm of the Association..."
We’ve talked about our ideals in life, so it should be no problem to get in, right?
Ronan took a deep breath, put on an indifferent face, and walked into the box.
When Maoyan saw Ronan coming in, he just pretended not to see it, which was completely different from his affectionate behavior outside. Xue Lei, on the other hand, let out a long sigh and shrank his tall body to the inside of the sofa, saying that I can't resist this sister, Nanzi, you should do it.
In the huge luxury box, in addition to the luxurious seats under the suitcases, there is a set of corner sofas in the corner for conversation. At this time, Xue Lei and Maoyan were sitting on both sides of the corner, with Maoyan in the middle and Xue Lei at the corner, maintaining a polite social distance.
Ronan looked at it and walked over. When he started to move, he wanted to sit next to Xue Lei, but in a sudden move, he had already walked around the coffee table and walked to the middle seat, where he wanted to sit with Maoyan.
Xue Lei didn't think too much, picked up the canned drink on the coffee table, threw it over, and said: "I haven't even eaten the fruit plate, and it will taste bad if I put it away again."
Ronan took the drink and sat next to Maoyan. The sofa must be too soft. As soon as I sat down, my body sank, and the distance that was still somewhat polite suddenly shortened a lot.
When he leaned forward to get the fruit, he was next to Maoyan's body again. I don't know where I touched it, but I felt like there was an electric shock at my shoulders and elbows. Moreover, perhaps due to the stimulation of gastric juice, a large amount of saliva was secreted in my mouth, my cheeks and corners of my mouth were also numb, and my breathing changed.
Is it nervousness or enjoyment?
Ronan wanted to do some self-analysis, but the thoughts in his mind were too confusing, even worse than when he wanted to "destroy people" earlier.
Maoyan said nothing.
Ronan took a sliced apple and took a bite. He felt nothing, but his saliva secreted profusely again.
Well, it's sour.
At this time, Maoyan held up the canned drink and shook it: "This thing is boring, do you have any wine?"
"I remember there is one in the refrigerator." Xue Lei immediately stood up to get it, took a look and said, "There is only one bottle of whiskey left."
"Is there any ice?"
"There's a can."
"Bring them over if you have them. There are also cups. I want three."
"Huh?"
"You guys come too, what's the point of drinking alone?"
"We are not adults yet." Xue Lei said that he is a good boy.
Maoyan smiled wildly: "If minors don't drink, their organs are not fully developed, and alcohol stimulation will cause hidden dangers. But you are all capable people, so you are afraid of hair!"
Xue Lei was a little confused, but he still started tossing in front of the refrigerator.
While Xue Lei's back was turned, Maoyan leaned towards Ronan and whispered in his ear with red lips: "Boss, if you want to take advantage, strong alcohol is a good reason... This is my suggestion."
As she spoke, she burst into laughter, releasing what seemed like never-ending taunting—not just to Ronan, but to herself as well. The slender neck leaned forward again, and the half-long hair fell down, like a thin curtain, becoming the only shield between the two people's cheeks.
The fragrance of the hair and the smell of alcohol reached the tip of his nose in the most direct way. Ronan's mind buzzed, and his internal and external senses were all distorted. He only remembered that he turned his head, his lips traced the smooth and slightly moist hair, and touched it again. When it touches the delicate and smooth forehead on the side, it stops there, making it difficult to continue and unwilling to move away.
"Nanzi, I'm here!"
Xie Junping hurriedly pushed the door open and introduced the confusing lights in Area A, hitting the pair of figures next to each other on the sofa.
His feet faltered, and Hu Huaying bumped into his back. Later, Mo Han's clear voice also sounded: "Hey, who are you?"
Xue Lei, who was in the innermost, turned his head, then shook his hand, half of the drink was poured into the ice cubes in the glass, and the other half spilled on the carpet.
The luxury box suddenly became lively.
