Ye Fan felt a little distressed as he listened to Liu Yingying chattering in front of her grandma's grave.
This woman rarely lost control of her emotions. She had been in love for three years when she was in school, and the two of them had never had a quarrel. There was no bitterness or bitterness in their daily life, only sweetness.
Liu Yingying has always been by Ye Fan's side like an angel.
This was the second time Ye Fan saw Liu Yingying cry. The first time he cried was when he went down to the company a few months ago.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and his parents are also regrets in Ye Fan's heart. He can only say that he should cherish the people in front of him.
After all, at the beginning, everyone always felt that the future was long.
As everyone knows, life is a process of subtraction. If you see one thing less, the future will not be long.
Some people smiled and said goodbye, only to never see them again.
"Sorry for making you laugh."
After Liu Yingying vented her emotions, she wiped her eyes apologetically, her voice still a little hoarse.
"No."
Ye Fan said softly: "On the contrary, it made me understand you a little better. I like Liu Yingying like this even more."
"Are you teasing my grandma in front of her granddaughter? Be careful she will take you away tonight."
"Okay, then you can see grandma."
"..."
Liu Yingying was stunned, patted Ye Fan's chest hard, and choked with sobs: "You bastard, you tricked me into tears again."
"Go home, wife."
"OK."
The shadows of the two people stretched longer and longer in the moonlight.
The cool night breeze blew through the mountains and forests, and the branches and leaves rustled, as if they were saying goodbye to their loved ones.
…
Liu Yiyi is working on manuscripts and drawing comics.
Her back ached and her legs were cramping, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Damn it, I'm already a cultivator, why do I have to rush to finish the manuscript!"
despair.
Particularly desperate.
Liu Yiyi originally planned to build a foundation as soon as possible, then fly with a sword and wander around the world to live a happy life, but reality soon gave her a painful blow——
It’s time to pay off the credit card!
As an unknown comic and illustration author, Liu Yiyi has no money if she doesn’t work, and only when she works can she get royalties.
"When Ultraman is not fighting little monsters, he is still doing laundry, cooking and going to work to make money."
Liu Yiyi comforted herself like this.
Sudden.
She shuddered, goosebumps appeared all over her body, and couldn't help crying: "Damn Ye Fan, why did it happen at this time..."
Liu Yiyi looked towards the next room with a resentful expression.
Although she couldn't see anything, she knew clearly that that stinky Ye Fan was bullying her sister because... she felt the same way.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands fell on him.
Liu Yiyi's beautiful eyes were filled with affection, and her pretty face was filled with red. She bit her red and delicate lips hard, but she could no longer hold the brush firmly in her hand.
"Be patient, it will be over soon..."
Liu Yiyi sat cross-legged on the bed, trying to breathe out spiritual energy to escape the almost real feeling.
It's just that she was disappointed.
Ye Fan worked hard until four in the morning.
It’s a full four hours. If you don’t sleep, others have to sleep!
During this period, Liu Yiyi wanted to knock on the door countless times to ask Ye Fan to calm down, but didn't this mean that she could still 'telepathy'?
This is the thought.
Liu Yiyi felt wronged and resentful, so she could only endure it all silently.
…
Five o'clock in the morning.
Ye Fan felt refreshed after taking a shower.
As a person in the golden elixir realm, it actually doesn’t matter whether you sleep or not. You can regain your energy by breathing and breathing for a while.
Moreover, a 'meeting' with Liu Yingying, who has a spiritual body within her, is equivalent to double cultivation, and the spiritual energy absorbed is dozens of times more than ordinary breathing.
But the hundred-year deadline for a pure Yang body was like a curse, and Ye Fan didn't dare to slack off. So after Liu Yingying fell asleep, he went downstairs and planned to continue practicing in the backyard.
Just as soon as the light was turned on, a woman with disheveled hair was sitting on the sofa, and Ye Fan took a breath.
"who!"
"Your aunt, please take care of me!"
"Yiyi."
Ye Fan said in surprise: "What are you doing sitting on the sofa alone if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
"Can I sleep? Ah! Tell me how to sleep!!!"
"Are you okay? Why do you have insomnia and stay up late to get so angry at me? Wait, could it be..."
Ye Fan looked at Liu Yiyi with a suspicious expression.
Liu Yiyi panicked for a moment, thinking that Ye Fan had seen the clues, so she dodged her eyes and said:
"Difficulty, what is it? It's not what you think, I simply--"
"Is your aunt here? No, she just passed by not long ago."
"..."
Liu Yiyi's pretty face was hot, she picked up the pillow and smashed it: "Pervert, get out of here!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's just a joke. Tell me, if you encounter any difficulties, please feel free to ask me about cultivation matters."
Liu Yiyi originally wanted to say no, but she rolled her eyes and asked expectantly: "Is there a spell that can shut down the five senses and make myself temporarily a vegetative state?"
"Yes, I have."
"real?"
Liu Yiyi, who had no hope at first, had bright eyes.
"nature."
"Shua——"
Liu Yiyi was so excited that she crawled in front of Ye Fan. She grabbed Ye Fan's pajamas with both hands and kept climbing up, like an innocent soul seeking her life.
"Teach me, please!"
"...Let go, let me go quickly, you are going to pull my pants down!"
"Teach me first!"
"You have to build a foundation to learn."
"You are really useless!"
Liu Yiyi performed a Sichuan opera face change, waving her hands in disgust: "If you touch something dirty, you have to wash your hands with disinfectant."
The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.
Hey, hey, Liu, are you going too far? It's just touching your clothes. Are you so disgusted with it?
"Oh, by the way, it's my birthday soon."
"oh."
"Just one?"
"Otherwise oh oh?"
"..."
Liu Yiyi gave Ye Fan a hard look: "Idiot, it's my birthday and my sister's birthday too. Shouldn't you prepare a surprise for her?"
"This is true."
Ye Fan slapped his forehead. If Liu Yiyi hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten about it. Liu Yingying’s birthday is on the 13th day of the eighth lunar month, two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Yiyi, tell me what I can give you."
"Send my sister freedom!"
Liu Yiyi looked unkind and said: "Any man who doesn't even remember his own woman's birthday is a scumbag."
"Then do you know my birthday?"
"...I, why should I remember your birthday? You are not my man. Also, don't change the subject for me!"
"Of course I remember your sister's birthday, but there have been so many things going on recently that I forgot about it."
Ye Fan pinched his chin and kept thinking about what gift to give.
"Ahem."
Liu Yiyi deliberately coughed twice, and after attracting Ye Fan's attention, she seemed to have said unintentionally: "What a woman likes, you have to ask the people closest to her. Of course, you can't ask in vain, you have to give me some benefits, you know I mean, right?"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "Could this person you are talking about be..."
"That's right! It's just——"
"Zi Zi, right? Yes, there is no better mother-in-law than a daughter. Thank you for reminding me. I will cook a delicious meal for Zi Zi today. You understand your mother through your daughter. Yiyi, you are really a genius."
"...Evan, you stupid idiot, you are so angry with me!"
Liu Yiyi was so angry that she went upstairs in her slippers and slammed the door hard.
Ye Fan couldn't help laughing.
How could he not know that the person Liu Yiyi was talking about was herself?
It's just that it's particularly interesting to see the other party's angry, helpless and furious look. After all, he doesn't want to be angry with Liu Yingying.
At this time.
A soft voice whispered in his ears.
"The master is bad, and he deliberately made the second wife angry. No, the master said that I am the second wife. Ying Ying Ying, I am so shy."
