The only times Ye Feng had been slapped since he could remember were by the same woman. But Ye Feng didn't mind. He just turned his head and looked at Yelumeng, but Yelumeng was a little helpless. She didn't want to hit him because the man in front of her was very nice to her. Although I have never spoken to him, it can be seen from the meals he delivers every time that he knows his preferences and will choose the dishes he likes every time. At least he cooks them with heart. . And this kind of thing lasted six years. As long as there is no sworn hatred, no woman will feel disgusted with the man in front of her. But he still defeated it.
"I'll give it back to you." Yelumeng raised his hand and was about to slap himself and give it back to Ye Feng. But halfway, I felt someone grab my wrist.
Ye Feng sighed inwardly and said, "Senior sister, can you please listen to my explanation?"
Yelu Meng saw Ye Feng saying this and nodded after a moment.
When Ye Feng saw her nodding, he released his wrist that had just stopped her from slapping herself.
"Sister"
"Call me Miss Yelu," Yelumeng said a little disappointed.
"Senior sister." Ye Feng paused for a moment and said: "I came here to apologize, so the slap was the punishment I deserved, and I didn't care. Now that I'm in a different place, I think I can not only slap, but also She will also punch and kick her, so from this point of view, the senior sister is indeed a gentle, virtuous, dignified and kind-hearted beautiful woman."
Ye Lurong, who was hiding aside, nodded, thinking that this apprentice had finally figured it out.
Yelumeng knew that Ye Feng was complimenting him, but he still found it helpful and felt better.
"I am a woman, how can I hold a grudge like you?"
Ye Feng was stunned because he was as thick-skinned as his master, but his expression remained unchanged and he said, "Senior sister is right."
As the saying goes, if you wear a lot of clothes, you will never wear them, just be careful not to photograph the horse's hooves.
Ye Feng continued: "The reason for the second slap was because I made a rude statement just now, and it was because I deliberately removed the resistance first. It had nothing to do with senior sister. It was the reason I didn't make it clear. The reason why I didn't like senior sister was not because of it. Because I hate you, but I already have a wife at home. I said before that my senior sister is a middle-class person, but I hope that my senior sister will understand that objectively speaking, the person who is at the bottom is my wife. Just because I am with I have a white-headed promise, so I can't like other women. It's not because my senior sister is not pretty."
Ye Feng paused for a moment and said: "Perhaps the opposite is true. Senior sister is a rare and beautiful woman in the world. She must have countless suitors. She must be surrounded by stars and a huge family. I heard Master said that senior sister is also talented and beautiful. The person must have been like what the poem said. Wuling was struggling with his head when he was young, and he could sing red silk songs countless times. If I had not met my wife before meeting my senior sister, I would definitely have been pursued by my senior sister. One of them, I think it should be.”
Ye Feng no longer knew that what he just said was the truth. Because since the day when he became a disciple four years ago, this space had shown signs of beginning to collapse. At that time, he knew that he could actually leave, and Yelumeng's obsession had disappeared. But at the moment when the illusion completely collapsed, it still managed to survive. Ye Feng didn't understand why, and there was something she couldn't let go of. The original fantasy space was established because of the obsession of running away from marriage. Now the obsession is gone. Even if new obsessions are used as support later, it can only be out of place and out of place. From then on, Yelumeng's soul was gradually disintegrating, but she didn't know it. Now Ye Feng can see that Yelumeng's soul is about to dissipate. If his wish is not fulfilled, he will definitely be scattered and will never be reincarnated. So Ye Feng could only say this. Because Ye Feng thinks about it, her new obsession should be how she sees her.
Yelumeng looked at Ye Feng doubtfully: "Scumbag?"
Ye Feng really wanted to vomit blood at this moment.
"Is this your method of flirting with girls?" Yelumeng continued to ask.
Ye Feng felt very tired, but still said: "I have tried my best to tease you."
Fortunately, Ren Xiaojin was not present, otherwise Ye Feng could be sure that he would be beaten to the point where he would not be able to get out of bed for half a month.
Suddenly, Yelumeng gave a thumbs up and said, "You have good vision, I think so too."
"..." Ye Feng really didn't want to talk anymore at this moment, and didn't know how to answer the question.
And Ye Lurong, who was hiding next door and eavesdropping, almost burst out laughing.
"Then you go on a date with me. Just choose the place you think is the most beautiful among all the places you have been to." Yelumeng said happily.
But after a pause, she added: "But it must not be the place where you and other women have been."
"Mom, come out," Yelumeng said. It seems that Yelumeng has long noticed that his mother is hiding aside
Ye Lurong came out a little amused and a little embarrassed, looking at Ye Feng with a playful and apologetic expression.
Ye Feng also sighed in his heart, because this day may be the most ridiculous day in his life.
"Why, aren't you satisfied with two beauties accompanying you, you scumbag?" Yelumeng glared at Ye Feng
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, "No, I am very satisfied. Meeting you may be a gift from fate."
"You are definitely not a joke of fate," Ye Lurong said with a smile.
Ye Feng also shook his head with a wry smile, and then snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scene instantly disappeared and turned into a white space. When the surrounding scenery gradually became clear, the scenery that greeted Yelu and his daughter were dizzying.
The neat streets spread to the horizon in the distance, where there is a majestic and huge white-topped volcano with clouds and smoke at the top. There are quiet wooden houses dotted on both sides of the road. A quiet and peaceful scene. But the most beautiful thing is not these, but the countless cherry blossom trees on the roadside, and the pink cherry blossoms fall like snow. Suddenly the breeze ruffled, the cherry blossoms were like snow, pink flying in the sky, accompanied by the wind, the beauty in the world is nothing more than this. The pink and white cherry blossoms dance in the wind, like falling snowflakes, and the unique faint fragrance of Far Eastern cherry blossoms floats in the air, making people feel happy. Cherry blossoms are like snow, but more beautiful than snow. Cherry blossoms are like clouds, but purer than clouds. Looking at the cherry blossoms covering the streets and sky, I have fallen deeply into it, unable to extricate myself, letting the wind blow by. How many people’s cheeks
Yelumeng was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. He rolled up his skirt and walked involuntarily towards the cherry blossom rain in the distance.
Ye Lurong looked at Ye Feng, her apprentice, with a complicated expression: "Ye Feng, are you an immortal?" Because she knew that the methods Ye Feng was using at this moment were not something that a martial artist could use.
Ye Feng didn't say anything, he just looked at his master seriously and shook his head.
"Then who are you?" Ye Lurong knew that Ye Feng was not lying at this moment.
"I am Xiaoyaomen Ye Feng"
