The First Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-Eight Chapters, His Royal Highness Prince, Spoil the Heaven (Twenty-Four)

Ranbai opened his eyes, pursed his slender lips, and was about to speak.

What Yanbai wants to say is,

In fact, this kind of thing is very easy to guess.

According to the touch and shape of the hand, make inferences and data analysis.

Moreover, Jing Yun likes her. Generally speaking, in terms of love psychology, he hopes to give the best things to his beloved.

Therefore, through various analyses of psychology and data networks.

The final definition is jade.

However, before Ranbai could say anything, he was interrupted by a violent voice.

"Host!!!"

Dyeing white: "..."

"You're noisy." Ranbai frowned.

Feng Luo: "..."

"Good, what do you want to say?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows, looking casual.

Feng Luo was speechless, and said seriously: "Host, don't you think that in this situation, it is very unpleasant to say that you got the answer through various analyses of the data network?"

"Scene?" Ranbai's tone was innocent: "I don't feel it."

Fengluo: "..." Well, I shouldn't have expectations for your words, host.

"All in all, although you are said to rely on reason to analyze the host, but love needs a little sensibility!!!" Feng Luo worked hard to teach the truth of white love.

"So what?" Ranbai asked.

Feng Luo took a deep breath and replied, "So, the host can tell your official partner that you have telepathy with him or..."

"This is unscientific." Ranbai retorted, and seriously corrected: "Except for some fantastic things, telepathy does not exist in theory. It can only be calculated by observing people's micro-expressions to calculate the probability of events. Possibilities or other data analysis to get the answer. There may be a certain probability of coincidence.”

Ranbai paused, "Usually this kind of answer obtained through data or coincidence is called by some people as having a heart-to-heart connection."

Feng Luo: "..."

My goodness!

Please host, be yourself.

"Host..." Feng Luo called out weakly.

"Um?"

"I, I... I want to know, host, can't you use your emotions to deal with some things?"

"Could it be that you deal with things emotionally?" Ranbai asked rhetorically.

"...I mean love."

"Why does love need sensibility?" Dye Bai frowned,

puzzled.

She has a well-founded analysis, "I like him, so I want to spoil him. Be rational in love and avoid all misunderstandings. Use reason to arrange love, not," Ranbai considered for a moment, and said: "Use love to Control reason."

sensual...

Ranbai thought silently in his heart.

She has never dealt with problems emotionally, and there will be deviations due to the results of certain emotions.

Perhaps it is the coldness and arrogance in his bones, and he treats everything with absolute control.

for him,

Ranbai asked himself enough to let go.

"...Host, I, I may not understand your theory very well."

"Do I need you to understand?" Ranbai said in surprise.

Feng Luo: "..."

I don't want to talk to you, thank you.

Being interrupted by being blocked, Ranbai didn't say what he was going to say, but he didn't answer the ambiguity.

"I carved this myself, do you like it?" The boy's obsidian-like eyes looked at the dyed white with clear eyes, and it was not difficult to see the expectation and anxiety in his eyes.

"If you don't like it, I'll re-engrave it for you until you like it." Jing Yun pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

Attitude, be careful.

Well, even...

Somewhat humble.