Chapter 1984

What's this bullshit metaphor?

She is the leader of a powerful family. She stands on the top of power and stands high.

How could she be wronged?

How can you be like a little daughter-in-law.

It must be this shameless nonsense.

Ye Fan said so, the woman naturally did not dare to play small.

Endure Ye Fan that pair of villainous success appearance, continue to practice sword.

But, perhaps even she did not feel, in this kind of bickering, the relationship between the two people, is also rapidly approaching.

All the antipathy and hatred to Ye Fan in her heart were gradually smoothed down by time.

Sometimes, when the woman is thirsty, she goes back to her room to get water to drink. She also helps Ye Fan with a bottle.

"This son of a bitch, his ability to pick up girls depends on his father."

Not far away, the old prince quietly watching, vicissitudes of life on the face, full of joy and smile.

Before that, the old prince also felt that ye fan could not learn this Yin dragon spirit.

But now it seems that there is still drama.

"But it's a pity that Xiao Fan got married so early."

"Otherwise, my old lady will have to send yun'er to my Chu family and be my granddaughter-in-law."

The old prince thought secretly, but then she shook her head and said solemnly.

"No, no, I can't. There is no seniority in it."

"If they do, they will be in disorder."

"Ah ~"

"it seems that they are doomed to miss."

The old prince was full of regret.

Their two families are close friends. Although they have been married before, they are all of the same generation.

Otherwise, many relationships will be out of order if the hierarchy is chaotic.

Soon, the sun was setting.

The afterglow of the sunset dyed the whole sky red.

At this time, Ye Fan should go back to cook.

Since Ye Fan was in charge of the kitchen, old Taijun simply learned to be lazy and asked Ye Fan to cook every time.

In the backyard, the woman continued to practice Yunyan jianjue according to the method that Ye Fan taught her.

"Ah, wrong."

"The speed of the third sword must be fast, and the attack is a surprise."

"You keep practicing. I'll go back first."

"By the way, I said," Miss, I've been a teacher for so long. Aren't you going to tell me your name? "

Ye Fan has a whim, words rush words, also asked each other's name.

Learning sword together for so many days, Ye Fan found that he did not even know the name of the other side.

"Don't say pull it down."

Seeing the woman ignore him, Ye Fan shakes his head and smiles, and then turns and walks away.

Anyway, he didn't expect from the beginning that she would tell herself her name.

Ye Fan has self-knowledge. It is estimated that in her eyes, she is an image of a rogue.

No woman is willing to give her name to a rascal.

Ye Fan Gang just just said it casually, and did not expect her to answer.

However, he didn't think that the voice of the woman was cold.

"Aftertaste."

Qingling beautiful words, like a stream flowing through the mountains, crisp and pleasant.

Ye Fan looked back with a smile: "aftertaste?"

"Well, the name is just like the person. It's a good name."

"My name is Ye Fan."

Ye Fan chuckled and soon left.

Here, only Yu Yun is left to practice sword alone.

However, after Ye Fan left, on the eternal pretty face of Yu Yun, a strange smile appeared unexpectedly.

Like a snow mountain, a touch of moving snow lotus in full bloom.

"This guy, it turns out, still praises people."