"Buzz"
Qingfeng Jian said he knew.
Ye Fan returned to the villa to write a letter, tied the letter to the sword, and then watched the Qingfeng Sword disappear into the sky until it could no longer be seen.
Ye Fan thought for a while and planted three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass in flower pots in the backyard. The soil was collected from the bottom of Jiming Lake.
Although it is not spiritual soil, it is similar to it and can support immortal spiritual plants.
Do it all.
Ye Fan, who was exhausted, lay on the bed and fell asleep. In his dream, he dreamed that a little white dragon was spinning around him, and he suddenly grinned with joy.
"Hey hey hey."
…
…
Kunlun Mountains.
Jade Girl View.
Without Ye Fan as a scoundrel, Su Qinghuan would be much happier. She could sleep until whatever time she wanted every day, and she was no longer afraid of being spanked.
Although free.
But Su Qinghuan always felt that something was missing.
In the past five years, I have carefully taught my apprentices every day. Although I was bullied by the evil disciples in the last month, I was generally quite happy.
Su Qinghuan was wearing a single gauze skirt, lying on the bed and talking to herself:
"Hey, I don't know what happened to Mark. He must miss me very much, right? Also, where can you find a master as good as me in the world?"
"How about going down the mountain to see him sometime?"
"No, no, Ye Fan is a pervert. If he becomes lustful and does something beastly to me, my master, the name of Jade Girl Temple will be ruined."
When Su Qinghuan was thinking wildly.
A flying sword pierced the window and flew closer. The tip of the sword, shining with cold light, stopped three inches in front of Su Qinghuan's forehead.
"..."
Su Qinghuan was so frightened that her delicate body tensed up, and her thin gauze skirt was soaked with cold sweat.
When she saw clearly that this was the Qingfeng Sword, the master's most precious treasure, her beautiful face was full of anger: "Is that evil disciple trying to deceive the master and destroy his ancestors?"
"Huh?"
From the corner of Su Qinghuan's eyes, she saw a letter tied to the sword.
Immediately after the rain, he said happily: "Sure enough, I didn't think about it. It turned out that I missed Master and wrote a letter. It's just in the middle of the night. If Ye Fan writes something unsightly, what should I do as Master?" "
"That's all."
"Although I wish I could beat that villain to death, it took him so long to write a letter since he came down from the mountain. It's better to take a look at it. What if he is asking for help?"
Su Qinghuan took down the letter.
He held his chin with one hand and lay on the bed with a smile on his face.
The two snow-white jade legs kept shaking up and down, and the heels touched the plump buttocks from time to time, like a little girl in love opening a love letter.
Su Qinghuan hummed a little tune and opened the letter. Before she could read the words clearly, the Qingfeng Sword floating on the side suddenly slapped the peach buttocks.
"Snapped!"
The force was so heavy that Su Qinghuan screamed in pain.
"What are you doing!"
Su Qinghuan became angry from shame.
She knew that the Qingfeng Sword had a spirit, and she even knew that the other party could understand it. If it hadn't been made by the ancestor of Jade Girl Temple, Su Qinghuan would have been angry.
Unexpectedly, the broken sword seemed not to understand, and slapped it three times with the sword blade, making the aggrieved Su Qinghuan cry.
Woohoo.
All swollen...
My dear disciple, where are you? Come and rub it for the master. Qingfengjian has betrayed the master!
Su Qinghuan covered her hips with her hands and looked at Qingfengjian very warily. Seeing that it had no intention of doing anything again, she looked at Xin.
Only the first sentence.
Su Qinghuan couldn't hold back any longer.
Because it says: Stupid woman, I asked Qingfeng Sword to hit her!
"Evil disciple, Ye Fan, you evil disciple, I want to clean up the house!"
Su Qinghuan was so angry that she stamped her feet. When she was helpless and furious, the Qingfeng sword hit Su Qinghuan on the buttocks again, and the tip of the sword pointed at the letter.
Su Qinghuan saw the second sentence: Read the letter honestly, or you will be beaten.
Across the letters.
Su Qinghuan could imagine Mark's arrogant face.
She wanted to tear up the letter, but she thought of the Qingfeng Sword staring at her and her burning buttocks.
she.
gave in.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he who knows the current affairs is not as knowledgeable as the evildoers!
Su Qinghuan quickly read the letter. There was not a word of longing in the whole letter. Either he said that her master was stupid, or he wanted her to do this or that, her tone was as loud as if she was giving instructions to a maid...
Su Qinghuan was very unwilling.
Turning the letter over, it was blank. I looked inside the envelope again, but it was empty.
Su Qinghuan suddenly breathed out sweet fragrance: "Evil disciple, I am your master, why don't you pretend to be a loving master and a filial piety!"
"Swish swish"
Qingfeng Jian circled around the room several times. Although he didn't say anything, he said everything, and the shock effect was particularly strong.
Su Qinghuan felt aggrieved.
The Qingfeng Sword is the treasure of Jade Girl Temple. She has carefully cared for it for twenty years. It has only been in Ye Fan's hands for a few days, and it is on the side of the evil disciple?
Qingfeng Sword.
You have no conscience!
"The villain is really lucky. He found a dragon spirit that has not yet opened its spiritual wisdom. It can indeed be locked with a Feng Shui formation, but there are some things that need to be prepared."
"Qingfengjian, bring a letter to Mark for me and tell him to wait for a few days."
"..."
The Qingfeng Sword was suspended in the air, motionless.
A row of black lines appeared on Su Qinghuan's forehead. She had a headache and said, "Okay, okay, wait until everything is ready before you take it away."
…
It was already afternoon when Ye Fan woke up.
After more than ten hours of rest, Ye Fan regained his energy and stretched out refreshed.
Liu Yingying was reading with her daughter Ye Zi in the living room, and Liu Yiyi was lying on the sofa reading comics on her tablet.
When Ye Fan walked out of the room, the three women looked up at the same time.
Ye Zi stuck out his tongue: "Dad slept in so late that he got up later than my aunt, which is embarrassing."
"Yesterday... I was a little too tired."
"Ye Fan, don't let desire break your will, do everything in moderation!"
Liu Yiyi suddenly lowered her voice and said: "I have a few pictures of beautiful women in my room. Do you want to lend them to you to look at for two days? But you can't get them dirty, they are all my treasures."
"???"
Ye Fan had a question mark on his forehead.
He suspected Liu Yiyi was driving and had conclusive evidence.
Liu Yingying said angrily: "Liu Yiyi, shut up and don't say this in front of my daughter!"
Liu Yiyi said carelessly: "Don't worry, Zi Zi doesn't understand. Right Xiao Zi?"
Ye Zi blinked his eyes.
She is just a five-year-old girl, still in kindergarten, and her greatest joy in life is listening to her mother tell stories.
But she vaguely felt that her aunt's smile just now was a bit malicious, like a bad woman in a cartoon...
"My aunt is a bad woman."
"Yes, I am Yu Nan Sanqian, a bad woman who specializes in playing with men's emotions, known as the Godmother of Love!"
Liu Yiyi raised her chest and raised her head, feeling quite proud.
Ye Zi asked innocently and ignorantly: "What is a love godmother?"
"Niece, this is the highest realm that you can't touch yet. When you go to elementary school, my aunt will teach you."
"Thank you, auntie."
"..."
Liu Yingying rolled her eyes.
It comes again and again. Little girls who have never been in love are like this. They always fantasize about this scumbag and that scumbag, but in fact they have never even held a man's hand.
I saw my sister's eyes roll.
Then I thought about my sister questioning my charm as a woman last night.
Liu Yiyi ran upstairs, got the hand cream, squeezed it into her hands, and said delicately:
"Ye Fan, I put too much hand cream in it, I'll give you some."
Said.
Very naturally, hold Ye Fan's hand and apply it gently.
"Oh, Mark, your hands are too dry. You need to take good care of them."
