Chapter 64: Seducing Me Again

[The Mind Reading skill card has been used, and the target is Qin Yanchuan. ]

【Countdown 60 minutes.】

The inorganic and cold tone of the system echoed in Shi Yang's mind.

Shi Yang's heart was excited for a moment, and his hands were still on Qin Yanchuan's shoulders, massaging them actively.

But one second, two seconds... one minute passed and he heard no sound.

?

Shi Yang stopped moving his hands. [Ah, didn't you say that it's OK as long as you touch the target's body? Why didn't you hear anything?]

System: [The user has not yet expressed his/her opinion. ]

No sound in your heart? Could it be that you really fell asleep?

Shi Yang leaned forward, walked over and looked at Qin Yanchuan carefully.

The man leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed, breathing slowly and evenly, his chest rising and falling slightly at his open collar.

Shi Yang moved closer and stared at the small piece of exposed chest. The chest muscles were really well trained.

Just as Shi Yang was watching intently, a low voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Does it look good?"

We were so close that I could even feel the warmth of the other person's voice.

Shi Yang's body stiffened suddenly, and he slowly turned his head to meet Qin Yanchuan's calm and clear light-colored eyes.

He stood up straighter, silently picking at the slippers on his feet with his toes, and smiled awkwardly.

"Uncle Qin, you're not asleep. I thought you were asleep."

"I'll continue massaging you."

"It's not hard, not hard at all. My hands aren't sore and I'm not tired even standing. It's my blessing to be able to serve Uncle Qin!"

Shi Yang was talking nonsense while increasing the strength in his hands.

Qin Yanchuan seemed to feel no pain and his face remained calm.

But Shi Yang's mind was still quiet, and he could not hear any voice from his heart.

Shi Yang frowned in confusion. Since Qin Yanchuan was not asleep, why didn't he express his thoughts?

System: [The psychological activity of the user is not active. ]

Shi Yang fell into silence for a moment. Could it be that he had wasted a skill card?

How could he allow this to happen? Shi Yang's mouth twitched silently. Since there was no opportunity, he would create one.

Shi Yang bit his back teeth, exerted all his strength, and suddenly increased the strength in his hands, then smiled slightly: "Uncle Qin, are you comfortable?"

Qin Yanchuan remained calm and said in his usual tone: "Not bad."

He casually picked up an original English book from the shelf next to him, turned to the page with the bookmark, and began to read.

This time I finally stopped reading magazines.

Shi Yang glanced at it and exclaimed, "It's actually the original version, Uncle Qin, you are amazing."

After waiting for a few seconds, my mind remained calm.

Is this reasonable?

This doesn't make sense.

Shi Yang naturally wouldn't give up just like that. He suddenly stopped what he was doing, put his fingertips behind the man's ear, and pressed it gently.

"Uncle Qin, you have a small mole here."

The warm touch was transmitted through his skin. Qin Yanchuan continued to stare at the book in his hand without even raising his eyelids. His reaction was very calm: "Really?"

Shi Yang bent down and moved closer, then pressed it gently again, "Yes, you can't see it yourself."

"Um."

Still not hearing his inner voice, Shi Yang curled his lips secretly.

Just as he was about to let go, a familiar low and cold voice suddenly rang in his mind: [You are seducing me again.]

[How many times today? ]

[Countless.]

The clear words sounded as if they were spoken into his ear.

Shi Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked strangely at the man who was leaning on the sofa with his back to him, reading quietly, with his eyes slightly drooped and his temperament cold.

Hun exudes an aura of abstinence and inviolability.

Ah? The voice he just heard was Qin Yanchuan's?

System: [Yes.]

Shi Yang: "..."

When did he seduce Qin Yanchuan today? How many times did he lose count?

The force on his shoulders was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Qin Yanchuan was quick to notice something and suddenly asked, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yang's mouth twitched, "No..."

His thoughts turned, and he sighed with real emotion: "Uncle Qin, how can you be so handsome and have such a good figure? I'm really jealous."

Not long after the words fell, a familiar voice resounded in Shi Yang's mind, this time it was two short words: [Facts.]

Shi Yang closed his mouth and remained silent.

After a short silence, he sighed again, "Uncle Qin, I'm actually very confused."

"What's the tangle?"

Shi Yang frowned seriously, "I don't know who to choose between Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Lan."

Qin Yanchuan put down the book in his hand and looked attentively.

Shi Yang stopped massaging, but her hands were still on the man's broad and strong shoulders, and she began to analyze seriously.

"Although Brother Qin Zhuo doesn't talk much, he looks good and has a good figure. He saved me two days ago. He makes me feel safe just by looking at him."

"Brother Yelan talks too much, is never serious, and often bullies me, but he is also good-looking and humorous, which is a plus."

"Uncle Qin, they are all your nephews," Shi Yang observed Qin Yanchuan's reaction, "You definitely know more than me, who do you think I should choose?"

"Who should I choose..." The man's well-proportioned index finger was slightly bent, and his fingertips tapped his knees from time to time, as if he was thinking.

After a few seconds, he said in a gentle voice: "Xiao Zhou and Ye Lan are both my nephews. They both have their own strengths and weaknesses. It is not easy for me, as an uncle, to comment on them."

"Shi Yang, just follow your heart."

The tone is full of patience and the tone is sincere.

The next second, Qin Yanchuan's voice rang out again, but this time it was in his mind: [No one is as good as me.]

For a moment, Shi Yang even suspected that he was hallucinating.

Looking down again, the man sitting in front of him was still calm and composed.

The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and he smiled with his face but not his heart, "Well, Uncle Qin is right, absolutely right."

Qin Yanchuan: "That's all for today. You've worked hard. Go back and have a rest first."

My shoulder was fine before, but now it hurts.

When Shi Yang heard this, he immediately increased the strength of the massage.

"It's not hard, I have plenty of strength. Uncle Qin's work is hard. I'll give you a massage for a while."

The hour isn't even up yet, so don't waste it.

Qin Yanchuan closed his eyes, but didn't say anything in the end, letting Shi Yang continue to massage him.

"Uncle Qin, who do you think is the richest and most powerful man in City A?"

【I.】

Hearing this brief voice, Shi Yang raised his eyebrows. This old man is not humble at all.

Qin Yanchuan is probably the target of his first mission.

Marry the richest and most powerful man in City A, and make him willingly leave his property to him.

However, Shi Yang has no time to think about this now.

"Of course, I don't mean anything else. I just want to be good friends with him."

Hearing this, Qin Yanchuan repeated with an ambiguous tone: "Good friend..."

Then, he answered with a smile or not: "Liu Minghui, President Liu of Zhenye Group."

If Shi Yang remembered correctly, Liu Minghui was an old man over seventy years old with a Mediterranean appearance. He didn't look very polite, but he was surrounded by a group of beautiful women.

Qin Yanchuan: "If there is a chance, I will introduce you to each other."

“…”

Shi Yang nearly broke his back teeth, clenched his fist and punched Qin Yanchuan hard on the shoulder.

The sound of "dong" was extremely clear.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yanchuan's shoulders were so stiff that Shi Yang hissed and felt a pain in his bones.

Qin Yanchuan didn't react much, just said lightly: "Why? Do you have any opinion about me?"

"No, no, I just wanted to give you a shoulder pat to loosen up the bones, but I didn't control my strength well."

As soon as Shi Yang finished speaking, a similarly light and floating voice rang in his mind:

[Don’t want your hands anymore? ]

【Then break it.】

Shi Yang's hands suddenly trembled.

How presumptuous.

A familiar voice came to my ears again: "Why don't you continue?"

Shi Yang smiled slightly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then clenched both hands into fists and began to diligently massage Qin Yanchuan's shoulders, making a banging sound.

"Actually, I don't really want to be friends with Mr. Liu, so I won't bother Uncle Qin to introduce him to me."

Thinking of something, he smiled and asked, "Oh, by the way, Uncle Qin, what do you think of me?"

Hearing this question, Qin Yan thought for a moment, and after a few seconds he slowly gave a fair evaluation: "Very interesting."

【Lazy.】

【饞. 】

【Eat five meals a day.】

【Chatter.】

Shi Yang: "..."

That's really presumptuous.