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The boy's "advice" seemed to be really for her, but Ye Rong always felt that it was the boy's bad intentions after he returned to normal.

Although Yan Weixin had no ill will towards her, he also had no feelings for her. However, the lighting of his sensitivity light ball also meant that she at least had a name in his eyes, and there was also a subtle emotion mixed in.

This kind of feeling is neither disgust nor liking, it is a bit like the "personality" of a lover mixed with the real emotions of another person.

After returning to normal, the boy deliberately showed his other face in front of her.

Anyway, at this moment, Ye Rong couldn't tell whether it was the boy's acting skills or his personality. The former was amazing, but as for the latter...Ye Rong was happy about her mission this time.

Although, it didn't scare her.

Ye Rong was not panicked at all. The country was standing behind her, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

However, Ye Rong also discovered that when facing Yan Weixin, she would indeed relax her guard and put on a filter, even though she knew that the boy in front of her who looked so obedient and sweet was actually a black person.

The 18-year-old boy had no ill will towards her and was considerate to her in every way. Although he looked a little crazy at times, she still couldn't be on guard. It wasn't that Ye Rong underestimated the target of this mission. She also felt a little uncomfortable. For example, what was the cause of the boy's severe anxiety attack? Ye Rong had read the boy's personal information and experience, and there was no incident that matched his.

Ye Rong vaguely felt that this cause of the disease would be the breakthrough point of this mission, otherwise no matter how hard she tried, she would not be able to raise Yan Weixin's sensitivity to 100.

The cause of this disease is beyond the reach of Ye Rong at present.

After realizing this, Ye Rong was not discouraged, because she knew she was not alone.

Judging from Yan Weixin's personal information and experience, she seems to be the most difficult task target at the moment, but everyone in the special task department does not feel relaxed because of this, but they do not give her any pressure either.

After coming into contact with Yan Weixin, Ye Rong also understood that it was impossible for the government to let her choose the target of "the strategy of attacking". During her contact with Yan Weixin, the country must have been observing Yan Weixin... At least no abnormality was found so far.

But it made Ye Rong more concerned about the cause of Yan Weixin's anxiety attack.

Ye Rong was very concerned, but she didn't dare to ask Yan Weixin again. With this concern, Ye Rong didn't sleep all night, so she looked a little listless when she woke up the next day.

"Sister, didn't you sleep last night?"

In the car, the boy looked at her with concern.

Ye Rong held back her laughter, her eyes blurred with tears, and said, "I am a little sleepy."

Very rarely, she fell asleep.

Yan Weixin: "Sister, do you want to sleep on me for a while? I'll call you when you're done."

"It's okay, we can make up for it at noon." Ye Rong said indifferently. Because she had a physical examination, she got up earlier than usual. The two of them took the program crew's car to the physical examination building of the hospital.

Ye Rong's last physical examination was a few days ago, so she was familiar with the procedure.

It was just during the physical examination that Ye Rong noticed a familiar person in a white coat, but she quickly looked away.

Ye Rong has almost gotten used to the blood drawing process. As long as she doesn't look at the needle, she has nothing to fear.

But when it was Yan Weixin's turn, it was not that Ye Rong had seen it wrong. After sitting down, Yan Weixin's face looked normal, and he could still talk to her normally after the tourniquet was put on. But when the nurse took out the needle, there was obviously something wrong with Yan Weixin. His jawline was tense and his back was tense, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself from resisting.

Ye velvet is somewhat afraid of needles, which is a natural resistance of humans to sharp objects.

She had also seen classmates who fainted from injections. It was not a question of courage, but that everyone has things they fear and reject, so Ye Rong was just a little surprised to see this scene.

The nurse who was drawing blood also noticed Yan Weixin's reaction, and her hand holding the needle paused.

"Don't look." Ye Rong leaned down slightly, stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, and then covered his hand that was clenched into a fist on his knees and the knuckles were white because of the force, and whispered in his ear: "If you are really scared, grab my hand."

The hand that blocked his view was warm, with the scent of an unknown flower. Yan Weixin was startled by her action. She was very close to him, so he could clearly feel her body temperature and the faint fragrance emanating from her body temperature. Because his view was blocked, his other senses became more acute. What he could not ignore was her warm breath on his neck.

Yan Weixin's breathing stagnated slightly, but her action interrupted his immersion in the swamp. The slight pain lasted only for a moment.

Seeing the nurse finish drawing blood, Ye Rong let go of his eyes and said in a relaxed tone: "It's done."

Yan Weixin lowered her eyelashes, quickly calmed her breathing, raised her head and smiled at her: "Thank you, sister."

Seeing the boy's clean and sunny smile, Ye Rong smiled: "You're welcome~"

After the physical examination, the two returned to their apartment.

Ye Rong did not forget that the guests also had to create sweet plots for the show.

At times like this, the role of Monopoly becomes particularly important.

So, after breakfast, the two of them sat in the living room.

Ye Rong spread out the Monopoly drawing she had drawn, and took out the point cards she had made earlier. She shuffled the cards and handed them to Yan Weixin: "Weixin, you draw."

Ye Rong is very aware of his non-African temperament.

Ye Rong certainly didn’t write all of the “100 Things to Do with Your Lover”, but the number was quite large, and they all had a lot of room for maneuver. In short, they were all things that were friendly to oneself and could be done.

At this time, Ye Rong didn't even think about it. The live broadcast of the dice-shaking and plot-shaking segment actually attracted twice as many viewers as usual.

-Aaaaah, it’s the shaking part again! So exciting!!

-Please give me some exciting plot!

-I know this. There are a lot of kissing in it. I have done it with my ex-boyfriend before.

-Can you please give me some good luck upstairs?

-I mean there is a high possibility that Wei Xin and Rong Rong will kiss each other.

-Really? Really?!

At this moment, the live broadcast room was showing the scene of Yan Weixin drawing points.

-Wei Xin is counting on you! You must draw!

-We want to see some kissing scenes! It’s really better if we don’t just stick together!!

-No, no, no, adults should watch something more exciting.

-I am a distinguished member and I want to see what adults should see!

…

Yan Weixin turned the card over.

Ye Rong counted the grids, then took a step back according to what was written on the grid.

After Yan Weixin saw that he was giving the other person a massage, he asked, "Then can I give your sister a massage?"

Ye Rong was glad that she didn't have to go out today, and said happily: "That's too much, I'm exhausted these two days."

Seeing that she was still sitting upright, Yan Weixin said, "Sister, lie down."

Ye Rong didn't think much about it and lay on the sofa hugging a pillow.

Yan Weixin smiled and said, "Then sister, you have to be patient."

At this time, Ye Rong didn't know what to endure. Yan Weixin's hands began to exert force. Ye Rong almost screamed "Ah", but immediately remembered that the camera was still facing the two of them, so she swallowed the sound back.

Ye Rong thought it was just superficial work, just pressing it casually, but she didn't expect that the strength was professional. Only Ye Rong could feel the pain.

After it was over, Ye Rong had a thin layer of sweat on his body, his face was slightly flushed, his breathing was slightly panting, and his pupils were moist.

"Are you feeling well, sister?"

"Comfortable." It was comfortable, that kind of unspeakable sourness. However, after Yan Weixin's massage, my shoulders, neck and back were indeed much more comfortable, and even the fatigue caused by oversleeping last night was relieved a lot.

But the audience in the live broadcast room decisively chose to watch selectively.

-Ah ...

-What did this picture just show?

-I'm shy.

-Rongrong's eyes were wet.

-I imagined 10,000 words for this conversation, which I cannot express.

-Speak quickly! Here’s the pen! I want to see it!

-Calm down. You will be fully responsible if the live broadcast room is closed.

-Just press it, see how excited you are.

-When I was a child, my father often asked me to massage him, and he complained that my strength was not enough. It was just a massage.

-Hurry up and clear the upstairs.

-Don't ruin my beautiful picture!