God level negative second generation

Green hills, green water, medicine fields, huts.

The small world in the Qiankun bracelet is as simple and fresh as ever.

There is no difference between day and night in this small world. Although time is passing, it cannot be discerned by the naked eye. After staying for a long time, it is easy to lose the concept of time.

Han Qingyue is like this.

It has been three days since she was forcibly taken into Xiaotiandi by Yu Fan from Mala Airport.

Three days is not long, nor is it short.

In addition to learning the basic knowledge of cultivation, she also completed the first training and casting spells for the first time, and she has a good understanding of the world of immortals.

And now, she has just finished her third meditation practice, and is walking into the cabin, planning to take a nap to replenish her energy.

At this time, there was only a light click, and the firewood door of the cabin was pushed open.

Han Qingyue only thought that she didn't close the door properly, so she subconsciously turned around.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she happened to meet Yu Fan who pushed the door open.

"Ah... you, Xiaofan... why are you here!"

Yu Fan's appearance was so sudden that she didn't have any mental preparations at all. She was so startled that she took half a step back and almost fell beside the wooden couch.

Yu Fan was in a complicated mood, walked to the small table, pulled the only wooden stool and sat down, and replied, "Come and see you."

"Look at me?"

Han Qingyue was a little restrained, her hands were entangled, and she dared not sit or go forward, her watery eyes looked at Yu Fan with a bit of vigilance, "You...how did you sneak in? Why didn't senior Big Banyan Tree King?" stop you?"

But she remembered clearly that she asked the old senior several times to stop Yu Fan if he came, she didn't want to see this little uncle again.

Yu Fan heard it funny, but because of his mood, he didn't laugh out loud. He just looked at her and asked, "Why do you stop me? I won't hurt you, I won't bully you, and I won't insult you. Your adoptive father's family, do I have any bad things for you? Why don't you want to see me? "

A series of questions left Han Qingyue speechless.

Her ten fingers were intertwined with each other, and her knuckles turned white.

After a while, I finally replied: "Xiaofan, you...you are very kind to me, but...it is because you are so kind to me, I am a little scared, I...I dare not accept it."

"Ah……"

Yu Fan shook his head slightly.

With a casual move, he took the tea set from the cabinet next to him, drew a stream of clear stream from the stream outside, put it into the teapot, and ignited the magic flame to boil it.

In just half a minute, a pot of hot tea was brewed.

"Come and sit, have a cup of tea and chat." He pointed to the empty space next to the table, where a piece of ground protruded out of nowhere and turned into a second stool.

Han Qingyue opened her water eyes wide, watching his series of miraculous operations, and was amazed in her heart.

She is now an official immortal cultivator, and she knows how far these things that Yu Fan has done lightly are far away from her.

With a bit of timidity, she moved over in small steps and sat gently beside her.

"Talk... about what?" she asked.

Holding a small pot, Yu Fan poured her a cup of steaming fragrant tea, and said, "Tell me... how should we get along."

"We two? Get along?"

Han Qingyue didn't touch the glass, but gave him a questioning look.

There are no outsiders here, and Yu Fan doesn't intend to beat around the bush.

He took a sip of his tea and said in a calm tone: "I'm also quite conflicted about this matter. Seeing you in a dangerous situation a few days ago, I was so frantic that I almost started killing and ran into evil obstacles. After thinking about it Think, I just realized that I have developed a little love for you at some point...I know this is something that shouldn't happen, but it did happen. So...It is necessary to think about countermeasures."

Han Qingyue's heart trembled, and when he heard him say that he liked her, he felt dizzy for a while, and his breathing became much faster.

"This this……"

She dodged her eyes, lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at the sail, and pinched the fabric of the skirt with both hands, kneading it into a ball.

After a while, I replied in a trembling voice: "Since you know it shouldn't be there, then forget about it." Then he lowered his head even more, concealing the sadness in his heart.

"You misunderstood."

Yu Fan's tone was still calm.

He touched his own cup with Han Qingyue's, toasted with tea instead of wine, shook his head and said, "If what I want is to forget, then why are you here? Let you practice hard with your predecessors until thousands of years later Let’s just forget about the old days.”

"Then what do you mean?" Han Qingyue raised her head slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Fan put his elbows on the table, poured the tea in the cup into his mouth, and sighed.

"A contradiction."

He shook his head, and said in distress: "I don't want to violate human ethics, and I don't want to see you lonely. There are beautiful women and beautiful women around me, but I can't let go of my sister-in-law in name only. I want to do whatever I want like an evil monk, but in the end There is no way to ignore the eyes of the world. Tell me, what should I do?"

Yu Fan looked at Han Qingyue.

The latter's face was full of surprise, and he opened his mouth awkwardly.

"You...you know?"

She heard clearly, Yu Fan said the words "in name but not in reality" over and over again!

Married for two months, in name only.This was the last thing she wanted to mention, for fear of being ridiculed.

But now, when she heard Yu Fan talking about it, she felt a little bit of joy in her heart for some reason.

Even the heartbeat speeded up a bit.

"Brother said it in his suicide note." Yu Fan replied simply.

He didn't specify the content of the suicide note, but said: "He asked me to take care of you and not let you leave Yu's house."

"Oh……"

Han Qingyue answered dumbly, not knowing how to answer his words.

His cheeks were blushing inexplicably, and his chest was thumping wildly.

"Aren't you going to help me find a way?" Yu Fan asked her, with a wry smile on his face, "If you hadn't kissed me in the hotel, I wouldn't have thought about it so much. You have to take six of the responsibility for this." Cheng, should you guide me in the right direction?"

With no one around, he was not so restrained in speaking, he could say whatever came to his mind, and he didn't need to worry about being overheard and turned into a laughing stock.

But Han Qingyue is not as big-hearted as him.

Hearing this, he immediately recalled his impulsive behavior in the hotel.

The ears immediately turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "I was... I didn't... on purpose..."

"Don't talk about these useless things." Yu Fan shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to hear her explanation.

He pulled her over and asked seriously: "Tell me, what kind of result do you want? I don't know how to choose, I can only see yours."

"Hey……"

Han Qingyue was caught off guard for a moment, and was pulled by Yu Fan and fell into his arms.

A smell of alcohol came to his nostrils.

Only then did she realize that Yu Fan came to her after drinking too much.

Immediately, my heart became more stable, and I thought to myself: "He's just drunk, I'll do it perfunctorily."

Immediately raised his head, opened his mouth slowly, and said...