Gong Yulanzhi's style seven is that he doesn't like to go to the front door.

In addition, the barrier of the upper mansion was broken by him, so they were able to come and go freely when they were in the Fang Mansion.

Back in the wing room, Duanmu Yawang was drinking a glass of water, thinking of the Fang Mansion enchantment, and planned to discuss with Gong Yulanzhi so that someone could restore the enchantment.

But before he spoke, the door of the room was knocked, "Miss Duanmu?"

"Working?"

Duanmu Yawang heard the sound, put down the cup, glanced at Gong Yulanzhi who was entering the bed, walked over to open the door.

"Miss Duanmu, you should have just come back? I just came to knock on the door when I saw the lights in your wing. I hope it won't be disturbed."

"Of course not, I don't know what's the matter in the management?"

"That's it, Miss Duanmu, you have been out for a day, come back so late, I wonder if you can have a meal?"

"I've eaten it, no need." Duan Muya said, thinking of the Brahma Sutra, they didn't seem to eat much: "But Baibai and Feifei are children. They are probably hungry easily. You can give them some food."

"good."

"By the way, when we came back, the barrier in the mansion had not been repaired. Tonight I will let Gong Yulan fix it as much as possible. Please rest assured."

The steward waved his hand quickly: "A lot of guards have been added to the mansion to ensure the safety of the mansion. The Lord has had a lot of things in the past two days, otherwise the Lord can repair it himself without having to trouble Gong Yulan."

"It is Gong Yulan's barrier to stop destruction. He also promised to repair it. Naturally, he will repair it. Don't worry, it will be the same as before."

The steward pondered for a while, and no longer declined: "Then bother Gongyu Young Master."

In the past two days, because of the memorial ceremony, the four pillars, and the injuries of the people, the Lord has been too busy to touch the ground, and I don’t know when he will be free. As a South Street nobleman, if there is no enchantment, even if there is a guard, it’s safer. Not guaranteed.

"He should be, it's hardly annoying."

The steward smiled, "Master Gongyu solved the curse for us and liberated our entire exile street. What else should I do for other trivial things."

After speaking, he hurriedly said: "Well, you should be tired after going out for a day. The minions won't bother you, so let the kitchen prepare some meals for Young Master Bai and the others."

"good."

The steward nodded and bowed respectfully to the room before leaving.

This bow is naturally not for Duanmu Yawang.

Looking at his back, Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows, closed the door and said to Gong Yulan: "If you have time, how about repairing the barrier for Fang Mansion?"

"Um."

Gong Yulan opened his eyes and looked at her: "Are you going to go out and have a look?"

"dont see."

Duanmu Ya Wangshen was lazy, "It's all about repairing the enchantment. Anyway, with my strength, I can't see it. What's so interesting."

Gong Yulan rubbed her head without reluctance, "Go to sleep when you are sleepy."

She climbed onto the bed, soaked a pillow and rolled into the innermost part of the bed, "It will take a long time?"

"I shot through the barrier without any worries, the barrier was almost shattered, and the strength of the sister here is pretty good, it should take half an hour."

Half an hour, which is one hour.

Duanmu Yawang sat up with a pillow and shook her head: "Forget it, I'll wait for you."

"Go to sleep when you are sleepy."

"Not sleepy, I still have some things to do."

Gong Yulan couldn't help her, so he went with her, "Okay, then I'll go out first."

"Um."

As the word she fell, Gong Yulanzhi disappeared in the room.

Looking at the empty room, Duan Mu Yawang was confused for a while, holding the pillow on the bed and froze for a while.

After a while, she remembered something, took out her Universe Bag, and drew it from it. In the end, she got two pieces of paper with Yin Huiyin's skeleton painted on it.

She was going to give Yin Huiyin an attempt to reshape her face.

A few days ago, it was delayed because of the exile festival.

Many of them were put in the medical system before, but only these two were put in the Qiankun bag by her casually.

Looking at these two skeleton drawings, Duanmu Yawang sighed: "I don't know how Xiaoyin'er is now."

Forget it, it's useless to think about it.

According to Yin Huiyin's ability, it is impossible to really have an accident.

She is free now, so let's draw more diagrams of the skeletal muscles.

After all, she does not have a computer now. If she draws with a computer, it will be much faster and easy to simulate. Now it is particularly troublesome to draw with a pen one by one.

It takes a lot of effort.

It would be better for her to put more effort into it.

Thinking of this, she immersed herself in the painting carefully.

By the time Gong Yulan came back, she had already drew several pictures of the direction of facial muscles.

He walked over, "What are you painting?"

"You're back?"

Duanmu Yawang looked up at him, then replied, "I want to simulate his real appearance for Xiaoyin'er."

"Do you want such a simulated picture one by one?"

"Um."

"Time-consuming and troublesome."

"It's okay, anyway, when I have time, I just use it to draw a picture. I use it to develop my skills, learn more and try more." In this regard, she doesn't have much contact with it, and it's still unclear whether she can draw a result. Know it.

She didn't expect too much for Yin Huiyin, nor did she expect too much for herself.

After all, if the line moves in the wrong direction and the facial features change, it is another person.

"Can you draw like this, but the skills still need to be developed and are still learning?"

"It's really amazing. The writing is much more accurate than me. I have to make a few attempts to write about the same thing. The writing is not accurate, which is far worse than others."

Gong Yulan stopped twisting her eyebrows, and did not like to hear her say that she is worse than others, "You are the best."

"..."

"puff!"

She couldn't help but smile, "Who said you can't talk, don't you know how to talk!"

In the past, I didn't like to talk, although now I speak concisely and concisely, but there is still quite a lot to communicate with her.

She thinks he is already very good this way.

Gong Yulan's ears turned red, and she said nothing.

Carefully look at the painting in her hand, sweep one of them, frowning.

"What's wrong? Wrong direction of the line?"

"No."

Where did Gong Yulan know the direction of muscle lines? He was not a medical student. He didn't have much research on these. He picked up the piece of paper and looked at it for a while, "Somewhat familiar."

"Huh? Familiar? But I am not a finished product, and my facial features have not been fully drawn yet. I have no expression. Even if you have really met people, you can't recognize them by this picture, right?" Then, she squinted her eyes. : "Honestly, did you say that on purpose to comfort me?"

"misremembered."

Gong Yulan twitched the corners of his lips and put down the paper, "It is estimated that there are still more bones on it, so I can't tell you the difference."

Duanmu Yawang didn't believe him, and while packing up the papers, he said: "I think you are just nonsense, just want to comfort me."

How keen he is, if he is really familiar, how can he be confused.

Gong Yulan's lips moved twice. After all, he didn't argue, but asked, "Don't paint anymore?"

"Because when you come back, I originally wanted to pass the time." She was actually tired. Although she slept for a long time today, she still gets tired easily. In addition, Gong Yulan will leave tomorrow. I still want to accompany him more, even if he doesn't speak.

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang cleaned up. The two lay on the bed, Duanmu Yawang nestled in his arms, sniffing his good smell, and nuzzling in his arms, "Is the enchantment repaired smoothly?"

"Not difficult."

"It shouldn't take half an hour, right?"

"Three quarters of an hour."

Duanmu Yawang nodded and continued to move in his arms.

He held her waist helplessly, helplessly: "What's the matter?"

Duanmu Yawang raised her head in the darkness and asked seriously, "Don't you think you wear too much?"

"..."

He was wearing silk pajamas and pajamas.

There are too many?

Don’t you wear this way for sleep on weekdays?

"I think I'm wearing too much." Duanmuya watched her hand slip from the neckline, and felt her tight and strong muscles from top to bottom. "It's better to sleep without restraint, what do you think?"

"……Um."

His breath is getting heavier.

Duanmu Yawang was very satisfied, "Then I have a large number of adults, can I help you get off?"

"Do you need me to do it for you?"

"Need not."

Duanmu Ya looked at her fingertips, a shallow oil lamp by the bed lit up, and he rode up as he moved his hands. "I have seen the film. Men like women with half-washed clothes. If they want to refuse, they will welcome them."