Chapter 67 I’ll sleep with you

Bian Dan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Why are you here tonight? Are you here to give a lecture?"

Yang Fan said with a playful smile: "Senior brother, you are such a smart person. You need someone else to give lectures. You can understand these things at a glance."

Bian Dan answered angrily: "Once you do it, it will be useless."

Yang Fan giggled.

Bian Dan: "Tell me the truth, are you here to steal my books or my medicine?"

Yang Fan's face straightened and he said angrily: "How can you call stealing from your senior brother?"

Bian Dan grinned, you can feel it yourself.

Yang Fan Zhengyi said solemnly: "If a scholar uses your book to study, it cannot be said to be stealing. To say so means that you are insulting knowledge. To say that my brothers use some of your medicinal materials for experiments cannot be said to be stealing. To say so means you are insulting science."

Biandan said calmly: "You are good-looking, and everything you say is right."

Yang Fan smiled as if "a child can be taught" and was very pleased.

Bian Danxiao asked: "You little bastard! Why don't you go back and talk about life with the eldest lady at such a late hour?"

Yang Fan cheered and said with a wry smile: "Don't mention it."

Bian Dan: "What's wrong?"

Yang Fan: "I got kicked out after a quarrel."

Bian Dan smiled and said, "It makes me happy to say such a sad thing."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "If you talk like this, you will be beaten severely in the world, right?"

Bian Dan laughed and scolded: "How many people in such a big world can match my mean way of speaking?"

Yang Fan laughed happily, feeling very useful. He couldn't help but think of the relationship between his grandfather and Grandpa Qingtang. Isn't it the same?

Bian Dan urged: "That's right!"

Yang Fan then slowly told the whole story, the causes and consequences.

Bian Dan: "Excuse me! This quarrel is indeed a quarrel. It comes when it comes. It hurts when it hurts. It's red when it's red."

Yang Fan opened his eyes wide and studied seriously. Do you hear it? This is the art of speaking. It is vivid, appropriate, fascinating and endlessly memorable. Haha... If you don't remember it, it should be meaningful. Yes, it is meaningful.

Bian Dan continued: "However, you are still wrong. Your mistake is that you are careless. You don't think about what others are thinking, and you just use shady strategies as wisdom. Remember this sentence, what a woman wants to see is always

It's not your deliberate display of wisdom, what they want is just to see you being cute and silly in front of them. What they want is not the truth, but your attitude that shows you care about them."

Yang Fan was shocked and enlightened, "What a profound insight. Senior brother! How should I get through this quarrel?"

Bian Dan smiled and said: "I will give you three words of mantra, wait, coax, come on."

Yang Fan squeezed Bian Dan's shoulders and said humbly: "Please enlighten me!"

Bian Dan said: "Many disputes are emotional issues. The more anxious you are, the more mistakes you make. The more mistakes you make, the more troublesome and violent the troubles become. In fact, there is no need to explain immediately, because the emotions are there and often have the opposite effect, so you have to wait until she is in a better mood.

Wait until she is happy and stops being tit-for-tat."

Yang Fan: "Yes, yes, what senior brother said makes so much sense. So how can we coax him?"

Bian Dan smiled and said: "Coaxing is a technical job, or it can be a sincere attitude, or it can be a playful smile, or it can be playful and coquettish, or it can be shameless, or it can be humorous, but you must remember that coaxing does not mean reasoning, the truth is

You can only tell her when she asks."

Yang Fan: "Listening to what I have to say is worth ten years of reading. So how do you understand the word 'shang'?"

Bian Dan coughed and leaned into Yang Fan's ear, wondering what he was saying.

Yang Fan was surprised and said: "What?"

Bian Dan said it again.

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I can't hear you."

Bian Dan said loudly: "Are you deaf? I said, if you can't be persuaded, just sleep on it."

Yang Fan opened his eyes wide, savored it carefully, and uttered two words for a long time: "Wonderful!"

Bian Dan sat upright, elegant and delicate, as if I didn't say anything.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Senior brother has left a lot of romantic debts in the world over the years, right?"

Bian Dan said seriously: "Whether your medical skills are good or not has nothing to do with how many people you kill, and whether you understand emotions has nothing to do with how many people you miss."

Yang Fan also believed this. Only when you love deeply can you understand love. How can you understand love if you love too much? Love masters are often not infatuated people.

Yang Fan asked curiously: "Senior brother! How many beauties have you had?"

Bian Dan was silent and stretched out a finger.

Yang Fan looked at Bian Dan up and down. He really didn't expect that such an old driver only had one beauty, but he also knew that his senior brother was indeed a very good man.

"I only thought that you had a lot of love history before you could understand love. I didn't expect that since you have the ideological awareness of 'one leaf knows autumn'. This should be the legendary state of love, 'three thousand weak water, only take one scoop'

Bar?"

Bian Dan smiled faintly, looking lonely.

Yang Fan was in high spirits and full of conversation, "Would you like to talk to me?"

Bian Dan: "It's getting late, go back to your room and go to bed early."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I have nowhere to go today, so I'll squeeze in with my senior brother."

Bian Dan nodded understandingly and said, "Since you want to hear the story so much, I see the starry sky is bright today, why don't we go out and have a chat under the moonlight?"

Yang Fan said happily: "Okay, okay."

Bian Dan made a gesture of invitation, and Yang Fan strode forward with a bright smile.

There was a bang, and Yang Fan turned around in surprise, only to see that the flat door had been closed, and the click of the latch was clear and decisive.

Yang Fan was in a daze under the night sky. His hair looked a little messy under the night wind, but no matter how messy it was, it didn't mean he was in a messy mood at this time.

Yang Fan: "Senior brother! Senior brother! Open the door."

A flat voice came from inside the house: "He's not here."

Yang Fan: "We are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into mutual conflict."

"You're not worth my trouble. Stop arguing. I'm not used to sleeping with men. You can figure it out by yourself tonight."

Listen, the driver will know if there is anything when he opens his mouth.

Yang Fan knocked on the door to no avail, and calling for help was useless, so he could only leave sadly.

In the room, Bian Dan studied the elixir book by an oil lamp, suddenly put down the book and sighed.

Bian Dan gently pulled up his sleeves, and a tooth mark was clearly visible. Bian Dan slowly rolled them up again, and a neat tattoo print slowly appeared under the oil lamp: a flat circle on top of a circle, loving each other year after year.

Biandan said to himself: "Yuanyuan! Are you okay?"

Cheng Qing's boudoir faces away from the room.

Qi Fan, who was separated by a wall, listened for a long time and didn't hear any sound for a long time.

It seems that I went to bed very early today.

Thinking about it, Yang Fan has been immersed in elixir refining every day these days. Now that the elixir is successful, he must feel particularly at peace, and it is natural for him to go to bed early and have peace.

Qi Fan touched somewhere on his face, took out a bronze mirror from his arms, looked at it carefully, and suddenly laughed as he looked at it, foolishly and foolishly.

Being kissed by him makes me happy just thinking about it, but it doesn't make me happy anymore.

Is it possible for him to be with him? How is it possible? How is it possible?

"Yo! Are you looking at the handsome guy?"

Qi Fan panicked, and the bronze mirror in his hand clinked to the ground.

Looking up, he saw Yang Fan climbing in from the window with a smile.

Yang Fan clapped his hands, bent down and picked up the bronze mirror, admiring himself seriously, and said: "This kind of thing still can't clearly and completely express my peerless appearance."

Qi Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He cleared his throat and asked, "I wonder what the important matter is for Brother Yang's visit tonight?"

Yang Fan chuckled and said, "It's nothing important. I just want to sleep with you."

Qi Fan's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in, and he said hesitantly, "This...this...isn't this good? You are...I am...we are...well, how should I put it? Is this good?"

This is not good."

Yang Fan pulled up a stool, put it under his buttocks, sat down generously, and said: "Sit down, you're welcome, treat this like your own home, don't act like a girl."

No one else has dominated the show to this extent.

Qi Fan sat down cautiously and asked: "Brother Yang, it's better not to joke about sleeping with me. You have to think carefully."

Yang Fan said carelessly, "What are you considering? Are you considering whether to take responsibility? You are a man, and I am a man too. Why do you act as if I want to do something evil to you?"

Qi Fan said to the rescue: "You came to sleep with me, does the eldest lady know?"

Yang Fan sighed: "She quarreled with me and kicked me out, so she found someone to set up a bed with. This incident made me understand a truth, a very profound truth."
To be continued...