Investigating the bathing area requires a firm will and a wise mind.

So Ye Yezi, who had a flat chest and Chen Bujian who had no chest, were randomly sent away by Ye Mingyu.

People with no figure can feel pleasure when they peek.

Some people may think that Saint Maiden and Lu Xiaoxi are both familiar with Ye Mingyu, so they can just find an excuse and look at it openly, and there is no need to peep.

This statement is wrong.

"In front of a real gentleman, beauty is never what you see after peeping, but peeping itself!"

Ye Mingyu is not a gentleman.

Saying so much is not a defense.

It's just an explanation of a simple truth.

I hope everyone in the world believes that he is an upright and kind young man.

Besides, the Saint and Lu Xiaoxi should be able to guess their little thoughts, and they must be just following the past and it is impossible to enter the bathhouse.

Sanglan Bath Center is seven kilometers away from the Royal Academy of Magic and requires a four-way bus to get there.

In the afternoon of that day, while the sun was still shining, Ye Mingyu rushed to the bus stop with big bags.

The saint next to him was wearing a sun hat and black sunglasses, while Lu Xiaoxi was wearing a white suspender skirt and a deer leather bag, forming a beautiful landscape.

As for Chen Bujian and Ye Ye Zi, Ye Mingyu arranged other tasks for them.

During the three of them going to the bathing site, they investigated the news cut out of the record book and searched for all useful information.

The afternoon air is full of harmonious melody, and everything seems to be still in the right time and space.

The three of them dragged their luggage, boarded the bus, and found a seat behind to sit down.

Ye Mingyu put his backpack on his knees, and the trees and houses outside the window began to retreat, and the "buzzing" roar of the engine came from his ears.

Modern magic society is like a mechanical gear.

It operates accurately and efficiently, without breathing time, and numbly transports everyone to the destination.

In the boring atmosphere, Lu Xiaoxi yawned: "Call me when I get there."

She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, her eyelashes were very long, and a strand of her forehead hung down.

"Lu Xiaoxi is always sleepy lately. Is it because of the season?"

"Spring is in a state of exhaustion, it should be."

Ye Mingyu also wanted to yawn, but the enchanted glasses in his bag had to be kept well, so he forced himself to cheer up.

"Mingyu?" The saint suddenly called his name.

"I am here."

"Really there?"

What's the problem? I'm right next to you.

Ye Mingyu blinked.

He suddenly noticed that the saint's hand shaking slightly at the corner of the skirt was tightly shaking, and was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly I remembered that a long time ago, she was not the founder of the country who ruled the world, but also a little girl who was afraid of the black and spiders.

"I'm really here," Ye Mingyu leaned on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes comfortably, "If you don't believe it, you can touch it."

The Saint didn't reply.

But the figure seemed to be softer.

Whether it is the charm of the city and the throne of the eight desolates and six relationships, they are all the impressions of her now.

After the exquisite packaging covers up the soft heart, perhaps no one except Ye Mingyu remembers the world inside the packaging.

It's really strange.

Sometimes it is so bold that it is not concealed, but sometimes it is carefully hidden. Do you dare to love and hate it not smell good?

Ye Mingyu couldn't figure it out, so he scratched his head:

"Sotolia, is it now that it has changed its name to Fengdu?"

"Well," the saint nodded, "I haven't been back for a long time, and the cemetery has long been weathered."

Sotoria is the name of a village and was her hometown two thousand years ago.

But two thousand years have passed and the world has changed, Sotoria has become a wind capital, and neither the lush wheat fields nor the ancient trees covering the sky have been seen.

Ye Mingyu stared at the back of the chair in front of him, as if he was distracted.

"If you have time, go back and have a look, I'll accompany you." He said with a straight look.

"Are you with me? I thought you didn't like it there. After all, the wind is already very behind now, and even my birthplace has been changed to the imperial capital in history books."

"It's annoying to get in big cities. It's great to go to a small place to relieve stress. The wind should have internet signals, right?"

“There is still a lot of this.”

"That's enough. Any place covered by signals is the heaven left by the Creator in the world, and the most important thing is to be with you."

Suddenly I fell silent.

Wait until the bus stops at a stop sign.

The saint stared at him with a grievance:

"You have so many sweet words, and I don't know how many girls you want to deceive."

Ye Mingyu suddenly widened his eyes.

The development is wrong.

What is the sudden development of Shura Field?

According to the routine, shouldn’t the saint go to his arms and send a fragrant kiss?

Then, as the winner of life, I enjoy the envious and jealous eyes of the people around me, and laugh like a scumbag in my heart!

"I'm telling the truth." Ye Mingyu's face didn't blush and his heart didn't beat.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he became an old scumbag.

"Which girl you said wasn't the truth?"

"Well......"

This sentence reached Ye Mingyu's heart.

He could only smile.

After all, as a real Aquaman, what else can you do except smile when facing such an embarrassing topic?

The saint rarely sees Ye Mingyu's expression. When he thinks of the strategist attitude in his previous life, he suddenly finds it very interesting:

"You look handsomer than before."

She said so.

Be more handsome in all aspects.

She thought so.

Faced with this sudden praise, Ye Mingyu was a little confused.

It is sunny and windy, and cloudy and rainy.

Unfortunately, the girl never cares about the mood of the wind and rain. Some people cry when they want to cry, and laugh when they want to laugh, and some people cry when they are laughing, but they laugh instead when they are crying.

As for praise, simple expression of thoughts, or irony in words?

Can't figure it out.

As a Neptune, my practice was not enough, Ye Mingyu thought regretfully.

After passing the sixth stop sign, Bus No. 4 stopped near Central Avenue and could see the advertising screen of Longhua Mall from afar, changing the screen to promote a certain brand of TV and air conditioner.

Sanglan Bathroom Center, right next to the mall, woke up Lu Xiaoxi before getting off the bus.

Ye Mingyu looked down at his watch and at 2:31.

He brought his glasses he bought two months ago.

The magic is quite powerful.

You can easily see through the enchanted walls and also have a defog effect, thereby opening the door to a new world.

According to convention, Ye Mingyu kicked Kuafu and Shuiwa out of the group chat first.

After careful inspection, I found that there were no paladins or fog monks nearby, so I entered the bath center with peace of mind.

"Why did you suddenly put on your glasses?"

"My personal hobby, my eyes hurt recently, can't it?" Ye Mingyu said politely.
To be continued...