However, the only bad thing is the prescription of grandma Tai.

Two days later, Ye Fan returned to the old house of the Chu family. In addition to practicing dragon spirit with Yu Yun, another purpose was to inquire about the progress of Lao Tai Jun.

"Well?"

"No one?"

Ye Fan called for a long time, but did not see the response, immediately confused.

Are they not at home?

When ye fan doubts, he hears a burst of violent cough, coming from somewhere.

"Well?"

"Is this the sound of afterrhyme?"

Ye Fanxun reputation to see the kitchen, there is smoke rolling.

"Second Olympic Games, what is this aunt doing?"

At that time, Ye Fan's face was black, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed in, but it happened to be with the afterrhyme from inside to outside, bumping into a full of.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Why so much smoke?"

Soft jade warm fragrance into the bosom, if someone else, I'm afraid it would have been mind rippling?

However, Ye Fan did not have any reaction, instead, he pushed away the lingering charm and asked in a harsh voice.

After all, it's not the first time that they have physical contact with each other.

For the aftertaste of the body, Ye Fan is no wonder.

He was more concerned with the smoke in the kitchen.

"Well, I thought about cooking for grandma when my grandmother was away."

"But I can't light the firewood. It's just smoke."

Yu Yun seems to realize that he has made trouble, and her tone is a little weaker than usual.

Originally snow-white and delicate pretty face, but at this time, it was provoked by a lot of ashes.

It's dark and funny.

After seeing Yu Yun like that, Ye Fan didn't hold back and laughed directly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You still have the heart to laugh. Go and have a look."

"If grandma comes back and sees it, she'll say it to me."

Yu Yun is almost killed by Ye Fan's schadenfreude.

In the aftertaste of the urge, Ye Fan can only carry the smoke in, soon, Ye Fan will get everything done.

The smoke under the stove had disappeared and turned into a raging fire.

"How did you do it?"

"Why can't I light it?" Yu Yun holds that one flower cat's face and asks Ye Fan in surprise and doubt.

Ye Fan is proud but a smile: "this is fine live, oneself stupid, don't force."

"You ~"

Yu Yun's pretty face was red with anger.

This guy said she was stupid.

At the beginning, Ye Fan laughed at her stupidity, and now she says so.

If you want her to be noble, who ever said anything disrespectful to her.

But ye fan, this bastard, teased her one after another, didn't she want face?

At that time, Yu Yun was so angry that he would chop him with his sword.

After getting along for such a long time, Ye Fan of course knows that Yu Yun's sword wielding is just a show, so as to maintain her noble self-esteem and not really hurt him.

"Well, before you cut me off, you should wash your face first."

"Look at that black face. It looks like a coal."

"After washing, come back and serve the dishes."

Ye Fan smiles genially.

After hearing this, Yu Yun said angrily, "you bastard, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Under the shame and anger, Yu Yun ran out of the kitchen.

Looking at the beautiful shadow of Yu Yun leaving in a panic, Ye Fan shakes his head and laughs, only feels that silly appearance, there is a kind of inexplicable lovely.

But ye fan is also very clear, in front of the rhyme, afraid it can not last too long.

During this period of practice, Ye Fan obviously feels that the strength of aftertaste is rising rapidly.