The Cangqiu Martial Arts Courtyard, the Dream Courtyard.

Now, the night is dark, Qian Rumeng has fallen asleep, Ye Bufan is sitting cross-legged, practicing the Tianyan Recruitment Art in boredom.

Ye Bufan didn't know about the conversation between Qian Duoduo and the president of the Martial Arts Academy inside the dean's office, otherwise he would have been shocked. Because Ye Tianxiong and Qian Duoduo actually guessed about his affairs.

Peerless inheritance.

A foreigner.

The only thing they didn't guess was that Ye Bufan was a combination of the two.

Speechless all night.

The dawn awakens all sleeping things. A new day comes. Early in the morning, Ye Bufan gets up early and comes to Qian Rumeng's bedside.

“…”

However, seeing Qian Rumeng on the bed, Ye Bufan couldn't help but twitch.

Not only did this girl kick the quilt under the bed, but there was a trace of crystal liquid hanging on the corner of her mouth. The most important thing was...

At this moment, she leaned her body and faced the outside of the bed, stretched her right leg and bent her left leg so that her clothes did not cover her body, not only did she reveal her white thighs, but even the purple inside between the legs was vaguely visible.

"Guru..."

Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan couldn't help swallowing.

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly, a sweet voice suddenly rang out.

"nice."

Ye Bufan’s instinctive thought.

"Forehead?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bufan was stunned and looked at Qian Rumeng at first sight. He realized that the latter had woken up. His big watery eyes were looking at him, his eyelashes moved slightly, and there was a hazy smile on his face.

Ye Bufan smiled embarrassedly: "You are awake."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!"

At this time, a knock on the door outside the house suddenly rang out.

"Miss Rumeng, are you awake?"

"Forehead?"

The sudden sound made Ye Bufan stunned.

"That guy is here."

Qian Rumeng's excited voice sounded, and she jumped up from the bed with a whirlwind, grabbed Ye Bufan's shoulder with both hands and said, "Husband, it's time to show your manly charm. Hum, go and beat him up."

“…”

Ye Bufan couldn't help but twitch.

A man's charm is to beat someone up?

"Ru Meng, this... isn't good? After all, they don't have any malice towards you, right?" Then, he looked at Qian Ru Meng and said slowly.

"snort!!"

Qian Rumeng snorted: "Isn't this malicious intention?"

Then, she looked at Ye Bufan and said contemptuously: "You can tolerate someone pursuing your wife in front of you. Are you still a man?"

"I……"

Ye Bufan is messy.

Qian Rumeng was unyielding, shook Ye Bufan's right arm with both hands, begging, "Husband, go, go, Mengmeng wants to see her beat up."

“…”

"If my husband doesn't go, Mengmeng will go to the college to report his husband, saying that his husband broke into Mengmeng's room in the middle of the night, and even molested Mengmeng. Hehe, then, the dean's grandfather will definitely not let his husband enter the martial arts academy."

“…”

"Miss Rumeng, are you awake?"

Ye Bufan was in chaos, and the sound outside the house sounded again.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Qian Rumeng pushed Ye Bufan and urged.

“…”

Ye Bufan was messy and speechless. He was just a little witch. He shook his head, but he still walked towards the door.

"yeah!!"

Qian Rumeng clenched his fist and looked excited.

Although Qian Rumeng’s approach seems a bit ridiculous, it makes sense. Can other men pursue your wife in front of you?

If you are a man, you can't bear it.

At the door.

"call……"

Ye Bufan took a deep breath, landed his hands on the door and opened the door.

‘Squeak…’

A crisp sound rang out, and Ye Bufan opened the door, which was originally closed, and suddenly, a pockmarked face appeared in Ye Bufan's sight. The young man in front of him was only about twenty years old, and he looked completely humble and pleasing.

"Fuck."

Ye Bufan exclaimed in his heart.

Just like you, I have the nerve to come and pursue Ru Meng? I come here early every day. Damn, if it were Ben Shao, I would also want to beat you up.

However, at this time, Ye Bufan also appeared. There was not only a young man with pockmarked face in the courtyard. Even the young man with pockmarked face was just a person responsible for knocking on the door. He was not the protagonist at all. There were more than ten people standing three meters behind the pockmarked face, all of which were young men and girls, among which there was a handsome young man holding flowers in his hand.

This is the protagonist, right?

Ye Bufan couldn't help but glance at the other party.

Hum? A little familiar?

Without waiting for Ye Bufan to think about it, the young man with a pockmarked face in front of the door naturally saw Ye Bufan at the first time. He was originally looking humble and pleasing, but he was stunned for a moment, with a dull look, and even more stunned.

In an instant, countless questions emerged in his mind.

Boy? Man?

How could there be a man in Qian Rumeng’s room?

who is he?

Also, why did this guy...be in Qian Rumeng's room early in the morning? Could it be that this kid spent the night here last night?

As soon as he thought of this, the young man with pockmarked face was furious in an instant.

"Boy, who are you?"

A roar rang out.

It seemed long, but it was just a moment. Behind the pockish-faced young man, the more than ten young girls were stunned in an instant.

Who is this guy? How could he come out of Qian Rumeng's room?

‘Bang!!’

Among the more than a dozen boys and girls, the boy holding flowers instantly fell on the ground. He seemed to be crazy, looking at Ye Bufan at the door, his expression was dull and motionless.

Faced with the questioning of the pockmarked face, Ye Bufan twitched slightly.

"Boy, what are you asking?"

Seeing Ye Bufan ignores him, he pointed at him with a angrily shouting: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Dadada..."

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from the house.

Qian Rumeng jumped to the door. At this moment, she had taken off her pajamas and changed into a white dress, clearing the dust and being uninhibited by the world. Under the distracted eyes of the young man with pockmarked face, Qian Rumeng held Ye Bufan's arm, intimate and sweet, and said without any hesitation: "He is Rumeng's husband."

"I……"

The young man with pockmarked face suddenly widened his eyes.

Dull, messy, and stunned.

"Husband, Husband...Jun?"

Not only are the young man with pockmarked faces, but at this moment, in the courtyard, more than a dozen boys and girls were collectively stunned. Qian Rumeng’s husband? How is it possible?

"yes."

Qian Rumeng nodded with a smile.

“…”

Ye Bufan was indefinitely messy and wanted to cry without tears.

This hatred is...

Today, I am afraid that I will not take action. I am afraid that the more than ten young boys and girls in front of me will not give up, right?

"Boy, what are you?"

Sure enough, after the pockmarked young man came to his senses, he pointed at Ye Bufan and threatened him angrily: "Damn it, a martial artist in the Transcendent Realm dares to get along with..."

The young man with pockmarked face said halfway, and a figure came to him. The person who came was not someone else, but the handsome boy who had bouquetted flowers before.

"Bang!!"

The handsome boy did not hesitate at all. He slapped the face directly on the face of the young man with a pockmarked face, leaving a bright red palm print. The handsome boy glared at the young man with a angrily scolding: "Why are you talking to Mr. Ye? Apologize."

"I……"

The young man with a pockmarked face was instantly messy. He covered his burning and painful face and looked at the handsome man with a dull and shocked look on his face.

More than a dozen boys and girls in the courtyard were collectively stunned.

Ye Bufan frowned.

Qian Rumeng covered her mouth with her little hands, opened her eyes wide, looked at the handsome boy, then the young man with pockmarked face, and then Ye Bufan, and was extremely shocked.
Chapter completed!