Quick Transmigration: Take on Scheming Boss

After arriving at the camp, Su Yao asked Chen Mo, the brother Chen that Isis had just talked about, to prepare his daily necessities for five people, and then went to sleep in his tent.

When Su Yao woke up, it was dark outside. He yawned and came out of the tent, only to see Yunchen standing not far away.

"Why do you go to bed so late?" He scratched the hair, but found that there was a wisp of hair that could not be straightened. He held it for a while to see if he could press it down.

Yunchen didn't notice him at the beginning. Su Yao's voice made him in a trance for a while. After a long time, he said slowly, "I can't sleep."

Su Yao felt strange. Holding his hair, he came up to him. Standing beside him, he found that he seemed to be looking at something. He followed his line of sight, and an enlarged version of a Piao appeared.

It's not the same as the one I saw before. Its pupils are like copper bells, and it's like a fierce ghost with blood light in the dark night.

"Does it often appear on the parent star?" He frowned and thought it was something unusual.

Yun Chen was a little silent for a moment, "no, I'm not sure, but I didn't have it before. It only happened frequently in the last month."

Su Yao's arm was tired when he raised it. He put down his hand when he felt that time was almost up. Who knew that the wisp of hair was still up, which seriously affected his eyesight in his right eye. He wrung his eyebrows.

Yunchen noticed his situation, that bipolar narrow sharp eyes revealed a bit helpless, "you try this."

He handed me a delicate comb, which was only half the size of the palm of his hand. It was exquisite, small and lovely.

Su Yao's astonishment was completely confiscated. When he realized it, the comb was already combing his hair. Let alone, after a few combs, the wisp of fried hair was ready.

"You Now, how can I take my comb with me? " It took him a long time to find his voice. This little comb didn't match his tall and powerful appearance.

Yunchen put his hand on his lips and tried to cough to hide his embarrassment. But he found that he was wearing a mask, and the other party could not see his expression at all. He just felt more embarrassed. In Su Yao's eager eyes, he choked out a few words, "this is my sister's."

Su Yao suddenly realized that he could understand.

"By the way, are you afraid of ghosts?" He was so impressed by Isis that he suspected that this guy didn't sleep in the middle of the night because of these things.

Yunchen didn't know how he got the topic here. He didn't quite understand what he asked, "afraid?"

Su Yao showed sympathy. He didn't expect that people in the future would have such poor psychological quality, but he could understand that after all, this thing didn't get popular science, and it would be exaggerated. It's normal to be afraid.

"Then I'll go over physics." He went back to the tent to get his weapon.

Not to mention, that heavy sniper gun feels great!

Next, Su Yao repeated what he had done a few hours ago and flattened the place in the East.

"Well, it's gone. Be afraid to talk to me next time. Come on call!" He contentedly put away the weapon, like a contented cat, make people itch.

"You..." There seems to be some pictures flashed in Yunchen's mind. He looks at the boy, and there is a moment of absence at the bottom of his eyes.

Su Yao tilted his head, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." He lowered his eyelids slightly, his face was covered in the shadow, and his usual coldness was restored.

From Su Yao's point of view, the man was covered with silver moonlight, his narrow eyes were indifferent and cool, and his thick eyelashes seemed to be covered with silver cream, which reflected the outline of his face more deeply.

He is wearing black protective clothing and military boots. His perfect figure is more slender and full of human hormones. It must be a hot item in the league.