God level negative second generation

At 9 o'clock, Yu Chenghai and Yang Min went to the company.

Han Qingyue asked the elders for leave on the grounds of being unwell and stayed at home.

...I can't help it, my legs are weak, my mouth hurts, and my body is a little weak.

Seeing that her face was not looking well, the second elder was very concerned, and hurriedly asked Yu Fan to take her to the hospital for treatment.

Yu Fan naturally agreed, "No problem! Leave it to me!"

But when his parents left, he didn't intend to take Han Qingyue out, and even laughed wickedly.

Li Xixia was puzzled by this, and asked, "Boss, Sister Han is sick, why are you still in the mood to smile?"

Yu Fan tapped her on the forehead, and said angrily, "With me here, do you think illness is a serious problem?"

"Oh, it seems to be..."

Li Xixia thought about it, the boss can even save people who are dying, he must be much better than those doctors in the hospital, there is really no need to worry about a little cold or something.

Then she felt relieved, pushed Han Qingyue and said: "Then boss, please show Sister Han quickly, she seems to be ill, her face turns red and white for a while."

Han Qingyue: ...

"Okay, okay, I'll show her right now." Yu Fan looked at his sister-in-law's resentful eyes, and replied with a suppressed smile.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said to Li Xixia: "By the way, Xiaoxia, how is your martial arts learning with Master Long?"

"Uh, it's okay. I haven't been to Master's place these days because of... my brother's business. But I still have time to practice a few kicks by myself." Li Xixia replied.

"Practicing just a few times is not enough. The most important thing in martial arts is to practice hard, at least thirty or fifty times a day. Well, anyway, sister-in-law will not be in any danger at home. You go to your master to practice. Come back at night." Yu Fan said seriously, pretending to be serious.

Han Qingyue's eyes widened when he heard this, and seeing that he wanted to push Li Xixia away and continue to act mischievously on her, she became anxious.She quickly winked at him and signaled: It's almost enough, I will be angry if you mess around again!
Yu Fan just smiled back at this, as if saying: It's all right, as long as no one sees it, it means nothing happened.

Li Xixia thought about it, and felt that what the boss said made sense.

And the boss is so powerful, with him around, Sister Han is indeed extremely safe.

Then he nodded and said, "Okay boss, since you gave me permission, I'll skip a day off to practice!" His expression was a little joyful, probably because he had a strong interest in ancient martial arts and wanted to practice more.

"Yeah, go ahead, take the car away, we don't need it." Yu Fan waved his hand, hoping that she would leave as soon as possible.

"Xiaoxia..." Han Qingyue shouted, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, not wanting her to leave.

It's a pity that Li Xixia didn't see her thoughts at all, "Sister Han, I will pay attention to safety, see you tonight~" and then skipped away.

The girl regained some youthful vigor and began to gradually walk out of the shadow of her brother's death.

This is something to be happy about.

Yu Fan listened to Li Xixia's steps into the elevator, then listened to the elevator going downstairs, and finally the whole floor became quiet.

He looked at Han Qingyue.

The latter took a step back subconsciously, "Xiaofan..."

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here to treat you." Yu Fan showed a devilish evil smile, and rushed forward.

"Ah~"

Han Qingyue's exclamation sounded again.

Seeing that another silent movie is about to start.

At this time, suddenly a "ding ding dong dong" sounded like flowing water.

Yu Fan froze, and then realized that there was a female monk living on this floor...

"Won't Feishuang see the passionate scene between me and my sister-in-law just now?"

Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong.

It was a pleasure to visit in the morning, but I just set up a sound-proof enchantment to cut off the inner world of the Qiankun Bracelet, but I forgot to add another layer of spiritual isolation.

This is good, if Feishuang used his divine sense to glance over inadvertently, then the "adultery" between him and Han Qingyue would be...

Not good, very bad!
He quickly stopped his movements and put away his thoughts of teasing his sister-in-law.

Han Qingyue noticed his strange behavior, and before she could ask questions out of curiosity, she quickly broke free from his embrace and tidied up her messy clothes.

Then he said: "I... I'm going back to my room to practice. If you haven't made enough trouble, you can solve it yourself!" He fled straight away, got into the bedroom, and locked the door with a bang.

"Eh……"

Yu Fan wanted to stop her.

But think about it.

It's better to talk to Feishuang and find out what she has to say.

Although this female monk from the Desire Realm was not the kind of person who would talk nonsense, as long as she knew about it, she would inevitably feel a little embarrassed.

Yu Fan immediately went back to Han Qingyue's house.

Feishuang was playing with the guqin in the living room, performing her daily qin performance.

The little golden cicada lay beside the tea table, vibrating its thin wings from time to time, making a sound of "I got it, I got it", as if echoing her performance.

When Yu Fan entered the door, Fei Shuang just looked up, then continued to bow his head and play the strings without speaking to him.

Feishuang's breath and complexion today are much better than yesterday's.

The posture of her sitting upright in a long dress in an ancient costume is very ornamental, and her slender jade fingers swipe back and forth on the strings, making her even more beautiful like a fairy walking out of an ancient painting.

Yu Fan walked across to her and sat down, listening to today's piano music with some distracting thoughts.

Today's song is much more tactful and softer than the previous ones, with a little less of the sense of self-admiration of "not looking for a bosom friend", and a little more love for life and nature.

Listen to the music and know what you mean.

She seems... changed a little?
Yu Fan thought to himself.

But listening to the music was like this, the people who raised their eyes to look at her were no different from usual.

Still so handsome and cold, still so nonchalant, and still as focused as before.

After the song was played, Feishuang held down the strings, stood up and bowed, and said to him, "Brother Dao, Feishuang's poor piano skills make you laugh."

Hmm... Even what he said after playing the piano was the same as usual.

It seems that she should not have noticed anything unusual.

Yu Fan was relieved a lot, nodded to her in return, and said, "Sit down, we are old acquaintances, there is no need to be so polite."

"Yes." Feishuang agreed with a nod, but she didn't seem to take it to heart, and it is estimated that those who should be polite will continue to be polite.

"Is the injury better?" Yu Fan asked.

"Slept all night, much better than yesterday."

"Well, sleeping is a good thing. In fact, your internal injuries can only be limited by adjusting your breath. It's better to let your body recover faster in your dreams."

"Understood, thank you brother Dao for your advice."

"Just said you don't need to be so polite, you come again....Forget it, how did you understand the Great Compass? Do you remember those few sentences from last night?"

"Remember...remember, what Brother Dao said, I remember..."

"Then read it again and listen."

"Yes, Brother Dao..."

Immediately, Feishuang repeated the meaning of the part of the scripture that Yu Fan said last night.

Although it is a bit unfamiliar, it can barely be remembered.

Only then was Yu Fan satisfied.

Then, he changed the subject and asked pointedly: "By the way, Feishuang, have you noticed any strange movements recently?"

"Ah, ah?" Upon hearing this question, Feishuang immediately looked a little unnatural, and asked, "Brother Dao...what do you mean?"

Her reaction fell into Fan's eyes, almost directly becoming synonymous with "insider".

He breathed a sigh of relief just now, and sucked it back again.

Yu Fan said embarrassingly: "It's nothing...it's nothing, if you know it, you will know it, as long as you don't say it."

These words can almost be said to be explicit.

He thought that Feishuang had found out about his affair with his sister-in-law, and wanted her to keep it secret and not tell others.

In Feishuang's personality, apart from being cold, there is also a large proportion called "obedient".

Yu Fan felt that based on her respectful attitude towards him, she should listen to her and keep the secret for herself.

But in fact... Feishuang didn't know about it at all.

This sentence fell into her ears, but it had another meaning.

At this time, her heart was surging, and her pretty face was also flushed.

"Do you know... Brother Dao actually found out about my unbearable behavior last night, it's really embarrassing..."

She was embarrassed and shy at the same time, her ears were so red, she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it.

But Yu Fan's last words gave her a little hope of saving face, and even... had some extravagant thoughts.

As long as you don't say it...

"Brother Dao is upright and kind. He must have kept a secret for me. If he is the only one who knows about my scandal, it seems...not so shameful."

Thinking of this, she immediately felt more at ease.

After a while, she raised her pretty face that was still slightly red, and said in a soft voice: "Yes, Feishuang understands. x..."

She swallowed back the words of thanks later.

Yu Fan held onto his own thoughts, and when she said this, a look of relief appeared on his embarrassing face.

The two looked at each other, with their own embarrassment and their own shyness, and smiled at each other unconsciously.

"I'm going back to the house to practice." Yu Fan got up and said.

Fei Shuang also stood up, "I'll also go back to the house to study the scriptures."

Then they went back to their rooms with their own thoughts.

In the living room, there was only a solitary little golden cicada left.