After leaving the Taekwondo Hall, Ye Fan and Zhao Ling'er returned the same way and returned to the old bungalow hotel to pick up the car.
Along the way, the atmosphere was somewhat silent. Ye Fan thought it was the terrifying strength he had just shown that scared Zhao Ling'er.
However, when he turned around, he found that Zhao Ling'er's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were full of excitement, and she was waving her little fragrant fist from time to time, mumbling something she didn't know she was talking about.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but asked curiously: "Ling'er, what are you doing?"
"ah?"
After hearing this, Zhao Ling'er came back to her senses and shouted:
"Ye Fan, you were so handsome just now! I have always wanted to learn Taekwondo, but after seeing your ability just now, I realized that compared to our Chinese Kung Fu, Taekwondo is worthless!"
Hearing this compliment, Ye Fan smiled slightly and said: "Our Chinese Kung Fu is extensive, profound and has a long history, how can it be compared to the Koreans?"
"Hey... I really want to learn kung fu! It's a pity that even a fifth-degree black belt master like Ling Ao can't be your disciple, let alone me!" Zhao Ling'er said in despair.
"Ling'er, if you like, I can teach you a few tricks!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Really?"
As soon as he said this, Zhao Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she excitedly pulled Ye Fan's arm with both hands, looking expectant.
"Of course it's no problem! Although I can't guarantee how powerful I can make you, at least it won't be a problem to deal with a few ruffians!" Ye Fan vowed.
"Very good!"
Zhao Ling'er jumped up excitedly and asked again: "Ye Fan, what you just used those silver needles to perform were the legendary acupuncture points, right?"
"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded and explained: "The art of acupuncture is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. In addition to curing diseases and acupoints, it also has many wonderful benefits. It can relax muscles and activate collaterals and stimulate the nerves inside the body.
, it can even allow severed limbs to move again!”
"So awesome!"
Zhao Ling'er suddenly seemed to have thought of something, red clouds flew over her pretty face, and she whispered: "Well, Mark, when I get home later, can I ask you for a favor?"
"What are you busy with?" Ye Fan asked curiously.
"this……"
Zhao Ling'er looked shy and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's not convenient here, let's wait until we get home!"
Seeing her coquettish look, Ye Fan felt strange, but did not continue to ask.
…
Sitting in the passenger seat of the mini-cooper, Ye Fan suddenly realized that he should learn to drive.
He is about to enter college life. Although with his current wealth, it is more than enough to have a car and driver, but it is too eye-catching, so it is more convenient to drive by himself.
What's more, every boy has a persistent pursuit of this kind of speed machine. He has fantasized about driving a sports car and galloping on the track countless times, with a large amount of adrenaline and hormones secreted.
Half an hour later, the two returned to the Greentown Rose Garden Villa Community.
It was almost 11 o'clock, but Xiao Yunrong was busy with work and had not come back yet. Ye Fan and Zhao Linger went back to their respective rooms.
Twenty minutes later, there was a sudden knock on the door of Ye Fan's house.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Please come in!" Ye Fan said.
The next moment, the door was pushed open a crack, Zhao Ling'er stuck out her little head, waved to Ye Fan, and said in a low voice: "Ye Fan, come out quickly!"
Seeing her sneaky look, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.
At this moment, in the villa, apart from the two of them, there is only the nanny who lives on the first floor. Why is Zhao Ling'er so cautious?
With such doubts, Ye Fan walked towards the door and opened it completely.
What came into view was a scene that made people spit out nosebleeds——
I saw Zhao Ling'er put on a white chiffon suspender pajamas, her snow-white shoulders were exposed to the air, her skin was like gelatin, it could be broken by blowing, and it was flawless, like fine porcelain, and her delicate collarbone revealed a trace of smallness.
Sexy.
She had obviously just taken a shower, and she smelled of shower gel.
Her glossy black hair was covered with crystal drops of water, and her pretty face was covered with a layer of blush, as if she was drunk.
A flawless face with oval seeds, bright eyes and good eyesight, small cherry mouth, hibiscus coming out of clear water, natural and uncarved, pure and yet eccentric.
No wonder boys like Lu Minghui are so obsessed with her.
Her pajamas were obviously one size too small, with the hem reaching her hips, and her two slender legs without a trace of fat.
The girl's figure is naturally completely different from that of a mature lady like Xiao Yunrong. She is slightly thinner, but she is more endearing. I wish I could hold her in my arms and have a good intimacy with her.
Although there is no hint of temptation in Zhao Ling'er's beautiful eyes, the way she dresses is enough to have a strong visual impact on men, making them excited and excited.
…
"Ahem..."
Ye Fan coughed slightly awkwardly, looked away very gentlemanly, and then asked: "Ling'er, what's the matter?"
"This is not the place to talk, come to my room!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but grabbed Ye Fan's arm and walked towards her own room.
Although it was just a guest room in Xiao Yunrong's house and not the girl's real boudoir, after staying there for a few days, it also contained a bit of Zhao Ling'er's aura.
After walking into the room, Zhao Ling'er suddenly remembered that this was the first time she had been in the same room with the opposite sex of the same age, and it was still her own boudoir. Her pretty face couldn't help but heat up, and a blush spread from her cheeks to the root of her neck, like a burning cloud.
It's good-looking.
For a moment, there was total silence, you could hear a pin drop, and the atmosphere became a little subtle and charming.
After several minutes, Zhao Ling'er came back to her senses, looked at Mark and said, "Let's start quickly. Sister Yun Rong will come back later, and it won't be good if she sees her!"
"ah?!"
Hearing these words, Ye Fan subconsciously exclaimed, confused.
What to start?
What on earth does this little girl want to do in the movie, and she doesn't dare to let Xiao Yunrong see it?
At this moment, Zhao Linger sat on the Simmons bed, turned to look at Ye Fan who was standing at the door, and asked: "Ye Fan, why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you take out your things quickly?"
Take out the "stuff"?
Hearing these profound words, coupled with the way Zhao Ling'er was dressed at the moment, and the shy look of resisting despair, Ye Fan couldn't help but think wrong!
Could it be...she was hinting at me?
…
Ye Fan is of course not a narcissist, nor does he think he has any domineering air. He can make women throw themselves into his arms with just a shake of his body.
But now, the side effect of his heavenly domineering body is equivalent to opening up the aura of "heartthrob", which is extremely attractive to the opposite sex!
And Zhao Ling'er also said that she likes kung fu very much.
Just now in the Taekwondo gym, I saw Ye Fan's invincible appearance, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
It just so happens that a girl of this age has reached the age of yearning for spring, so it is reasonable to have such wild thoughts.
When he thought of this, Ye Fan's eyes froze and he regained his clarity.
Zhao Ling'er was considered a one-in-a-million beauty, but even a peerless beauty like Dongfang Mingyue couldn't seduce Ye Fan.
Because he already has a place in his heart.
At this moment, Zhao Ling'er seemed to be unable to wait any longer. She patted the Simmons bed and said loudly: "Ye Fan, come here quickly!"
"that……"
Ye Fan pondered for a moment, thought about the words, and continued: "Ling'er, I can understand your intention! But - I am not a casual person, and I have a girlfriend, so I can't be sorry to her!"
"Ah? Ye Fan, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?" Zhao Ling'er said in surprise.
At first, Ye Fan thought that she was pretending to be stupid because she was embarrassed by being rejected by him.
However, the confused look on her face didn't seem like she was being fake, as if she really didn't know what Mark meant.
Now, Ye Fan was confused again.
He could no longer hold back the confusion in his heart, and simply said straight to the point: "Ling'er, you pulled me over, what exactly do you want to do!"
"Of course I'm looking for treatment from you!" she said seriously.
"Cure?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Ling'er, you have a rosy complexion, shiny skin, and a clear voice. You couldn't be healthier. Where did your disease come from?"
"me……"
Suddenly, Zhao Ling'er started hesitating, her pretty face turned red, and she didn't dare to look at Ye Fan at all. Her hands involuntarily pinched the corners of her clothes, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Finally, she seemed to have gathered up the courage, her red lips slightly opened, and she said in a low and feeble voice:
"Ye Fan...didn't you say before that acupuncture has the effect of relaxing muscles and stimulating body regrowth? I...I want to ask you to help me Fengyuexiong!"