Chapter 3850: My System Is Refined (42)

Chapter 3826 My system is refined (42)

With such movements, Ren Bai was afraid that he would fall, so he stretched out a hand to protect him and whispered: "Look at me, don't look at others."

001 will hear it clearly now. Even if Ranbai doesn't say anything, he will always keep an eye on Ranbai to prevent the host from doing anything that is not in line with her good person remarks. It's just that when the doctor speaks, he has a cold aura. The spray sprayed on the wings, causing them to tremble sensitively. The angel shrank back a little and nodded slightly.

Ranbai didn't look at the angel's reaction, and lowered his fingers around his pocket watch.

"clatter."

Until the hypnosis ends.

During the whole process, the angel really stared at Ranbai without blinking his eyes. Under such gaze, Ranbai was hypnotized without changing his expression.

"You can see that I'm a little nervous." After the hypnosis ended, Wu Wei re-entered a comatose state. Ranbai pinned his pocket watch to the pocket of his white coat. He looked at the black pen pinned next to him and said to the angel: "Almost I don’t want to be hypnotized.”

"You are very stable." The angel was confused.

"I'm very confused inside." Ranbai imitated Angel's tone of voice, held Angel in his palm, and looked down at him with unclear meaning.

"Ah?" The angel sat obediently on Ranbai's palm, with a pair of beautiful and holy wings folded quietly behind him. He looked up at Ranbai, and could see the doctor's clean jawline and elegant gold-rimmed glasses. , "Then what are you thinking about?"

"I want to..." Ranbai narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, as if he was considering how to answer the angel's question. He looked at the silver-haired and silver-eyed child on the palm of his hand, "Besides hypnosis, do something else."

001's curiosity was aroused: "What?"

"You turn into a human form, I tell you." Ran Bai coaxed.

"Can't you tell me first?" Angel frowned slightly.

"Can't."

"Oh well."

He sighed softly.

After returning to the big and cold office with Ranbai, he jumped down and gradually transformed into his adult form under Ranbai's eyes.

When the angel woke up, he was in his child form. This was the first time he agreed to turn into a human form in front of Ranbai.

The young man's appearance is clear and slender, like a person made of ice and snow, crystal clear. She is dressed in a retro feather coat, and her silver-white hair is pure and beautiful. The pair of fair elf ears are hidden in the hair, shy and faintly blushing. The cold jade complexion makes her look more gorgeous, even her long eyelashes. Bingyin, with clean and clear pupils, watched Ranbai quietly.

There were only two of them in the large and empty office.

The night outside the floor-to-ceiling window is bustling and the moonlight is quiet.

The light in the psychological clinic is dim, and the young man's silhouette is cold and delicate, like an angel sculpture devoutly worshiped in a church, always gentle and compassionate.

The angel curved the corners of his thin, beautiful lips and gave Ranbai a soft smile.

——That is completely different from the devil, another kind of thrilling beauty.

Ranbai slowly narrowed her eyes and looked at him tepidly. Her eyes under those gold-rimmed lenses were inexplicably dark. She was wearing a white coat, elegant and ascetic, and was a few steps away from the angel.

"No, doesn't it look good?" The angel looked a little uneasy at being looked at like that. His elf ears curled up shyly, and his earlobes were white and small. He tilted his head subconsciously, exhaled lightly, and asked nervously.

He has no idea about appearance, and he has never seen his adult form. The other party's long silence makes him think too easily.

Ranbai said nothing.

"I'd better change back." Angel whispered uncomfortably.

"No need to change." Ranbai suddenly smiled and said in a gentle tone, "I haven't seen enough."

The young man was startled for a moment and looked at her with a confused expression. Perhaps no one could resist such a look that relied entirely on trust. In the dim and quiet atmosphere, the hazy light and shadow fell on the angel's body, giving him a slender and pure sense of bewitchment. His skin was so cold and white that it was almost transparent, and the lips under the high bridge of his nose were not dotted with red, cold and seductive. people.

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Ranbai approached step by step, calmly and respectfully. The young man still stood there, not knowing how to step back when Ranbai came closer, innocent and confused, until the psychiatrist supported him with one hand. His side pressed the angel against the desk.

The young man's lower back hit the edge of the black desk, the color contrasting with it was fascinating, and his side waist curved beautifully. His eyelashes trembled randomly several times as he stared at her blankly.

"I mean..." Ranbai looked at Angel's expression and found it very interesting. She drawled: "My little system is so beautiful, I was stunned."

No matter how confused the angel was, he still understood the meaning of Ran Bai's words. His earlobes were red and he lowered his eyes uncomfortably, hesitating: "Can, can you get up... and talk?"

He thought this posture was so weird, but he couldn't explain it.

"No." Ranbai refused him with a smile.

The young man was stunned and pitiful.

"Where are the wings?" Ranbai ignored the angel's grievance, politely pushed the frame, and asked in a low voice.

"Do you want to see it?" he asked quietly.

"Yes." Ranbai smiled, very elegantly, and pressed him on the cold black desk, leaning forward, feeling both restrained and lustful: "Do you want to give it to me?"

It was difficult for the angel to refuse Ranbai's request. He only hesitated for a moment and slowly spread his wings behind him.

Shanda's snow-white wings grew out of the bones, shrouded in a holy halo, like the gentle and cold moonlight. Each feather was incredibly soft, glowing with crystal clear light, which contrasted with the young man's slender and clear appearance. She gently bent her wings and used her wings to wrap around the person in front of her, feeling quiet and shy.

"Very beautiful." Ranbai said in a low voice.

The angel's eyebrows arched, revealing a soft and gentle smile.

The wings surrounded the angel and the doctor, fluttering gently in the huge dark office. The silver light was pure and holy, lingering with a clean and cool fragrance.

Ranbai let out a low sigh. She gently stroked the angel's feathers with her fingers and pressed his upper body on the desk. The pure black and solemn color contrasted with the young man's cold white and slender body bones, giving him a slender and fragile allure. Huge snow-white wings covered the desk, and the tips of the feathers hung down softly.

The young man looked at her confusedly.

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were deep and dark, and he was suppressing something. The doctor leaned forward gracefully, and pressed the black pen in the pocket of his white coat against the young man. The chain of his pocket watch fell down, and the cold temperature pressed against the young man. The skin of his collarbone made him tremble unaccustomedly, and the angel's lips moved. He was about to say something, but the person on his body pinched his chin in sight, blocking the words he was about to ask.

The doctor's thin, cold, pale lips pressed against his, and all the sounds turned into vague sobs. The angel slowly opened his eyes wide, and his pair of silver-white clean pupils swayed in shock, slightly opened. His lips and teeth were successfully invaded, and his breaths became entangled.