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

Han Qingyue took leave from the second elder on the grounds of physical discomfort and stayed at home.

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

The second elder saw that her face was not very good, and he was very concerned, so he hurriedly asked Yu Fan to take her to the hospital to see a doctor.

Yu Fan naturally agreed, "No problem!

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

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

Yu Fan knocked her on the forehead, and said angrily: "With me here, do you think the problem of being sick is very serious?"

"Oh, it seems to be ...... too"

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

He put his mind at ease, pushed Han Qingyue and said, "Then boss, you should show Sister Han, she seems to be sick, and her face is red for a while and white for a while." ”

Han Qingyue: ......

"Okay, I'll show her. Yu Fan looked at his sister-in-law's resentful gaze and replied with a forced smile.

Then as if he suddenly remembered something, he said to Li Xixia: "By the way, Xiaoxia, how did you learn martial arts with Long Ye?"

"Uh, it's okay. These days, because of ...... My brother's business, I didn't go to the master's side. However, I still have the time to practice a few leg exercises on my own. Li Xixia replied.

"It's not enough to practice a few times. The most important thing in martial arts is to temper it a lot, and you have to do it at least thirty or fifty times a day. That's it, anyway, there won't be any danger at home for your sister-in-law, you go to your master's place to practice, and come back in the evening. Yu Fan had something to do and pretended to be very serious.

Han Qingyue's eyes widened when she heard this, and she saw that he wanted to break away from Li Xixia and continue to do anything wrong with her, so she suddenly became anxious. hurriedly glanced at him and signaled: It's almost enough, I'll be angry if you come here again!

Yu Fan just smiled back at this, as if to say: It's okay, it's okay, as long as no one sees it, it means that nothing has happened.

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

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

Then he nodded and said, "Okay boss, since it's your permission, then I'll skip a day of work to practice!" The expression was a little happy, probably because he had a strong interest in ancient martial arts, and he also wanted to practice more.

"Uh-huh, go ahead, go ahead, you drive away, we don't need it. Yu Fan waved his hand, wishing that she would leave quickly.

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

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

The girl regained some youthful vitality and began to gradually emerge from the shadow of her brother's death.

That's something to be happy about.

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

He looked at Han Qingyue.

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

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here to see you. Yu Fan showed a demonic evil smile and pounced straight up.

"Ah~" Han Qingyue's exclamation sounded again.

Seeing that another silent movie is about to begin.

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

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

"The passion scene between me and my sister-in-law just now won't be seen by Feishuang, right?"

Yu Fan chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good.

It's cool to patronize in the morning, but I just casually set up a soundproof barrier to cut off the inner world of the Qiankun bracelet, but I forgot to make up another layer of divine thought isolation.

This is good, in case Feishuang had inadvertently glanced at it with his divine thoughts, then the "adultery" between him and Han Qingyue would be ......

It's not good, it's not good!

He hurriedly stopped his movements and put away his thoughts of teasing his sister-in-law.

Han Qingyue found out about his abnormality, and she didn't have time to ask questions, so she quickly broke free from his arms and sorted out her messy clothes.

Then he said, "I...... I'm going back to my room to practice, if you don't make enough trouble, solve it by yourself!"

"Eh......"

Yu Fan wanted to stop her.

But just think about it.

Let's go talk to Feishuang and probe her tone.

Although this friar from the realm of desire is not the kind of person who will talk nonsense everywhere, as long as she knows about it, she will inevitably be a little embarrassed.

Yu Fan immediately returned to Han Qingyue's house to his side.

Feishuang fiddles with the guqin in the living room, playing her daily piano music.

The little golden cicada lay next to the coffee table, vibrating its thin wings from time to time, making a sound of "I know, I know", as if echoing her performance.

When Yu Fan entered the door, Feishuang just raised his eyes to take a look, then continued to bow his head and play the strings, without talking to him.

Today's flying frost is much better than yesterday in terms of breath and complexion.

Her posture of sitting upright in a long dress in ancient costumes is very ornamental, and her slender jade fingers are plucked back and forth on the strings, which is even more beautiful as if she is an immortal who came out of an ancient painting.

Yu Fan walked across from her and sat down, listening to today's music with a little distraction.

Today's music is much more tactful and gentle than in the past, with a little less sense of solitary self-appreciation of "no soulmate", and more love for life and nature.

Listen to the music and know the meaning.

She seems to be ...... Changed a bit?

Yu Fan said secretly.

But listening to the song is like this, and the people who look up at her are not at all different from usual.

is still so handsome and cold, still so unspy, and still as distracted as before.

After the song was played, Feishuang pressed the strings, got up and bowed, and said to him: "Brother Dao, Feishuang's clumsy piano skills make you laugh." ”

Well...... Even what he said after playing the piano was no different from usual.

It seems that she should not have noticed anything out of the ordinary.

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

"Yes. Feishuang nodded in agreement, but she didn't seem to take it to heart, and it is estimated that she will continue to be polite if she should be polite.

"Is the injury better?" asked Yu Fan.

"Had a good night's sleep and was much better than yesterday. ”

"Well, sleeping is a good thing, your internal injuries are actually limited by pranayama alone, and it is better to let your body recover on its own in a dream. ”

"Understood, thank you Brother Dao for your advice. ”

"I just said that you don't need to be so polite, and you come again. ...... Well, how did you understand the Compass? Do you remember those words last night?"

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

"Then read it again and listen to it. ”

"Yes, Brother Dao......"

At that moment, Feishuang repeated the meaning of the part of the scripture that Yu Fan had spoken about last night.

Although I don't know it well, I can barely remember it.

Yu Fan was satisfied.

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

"Ahh......h What do you mean?"

Her reaction fell in Fan's eyes, and she became almost synonymous with "insider".

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

Yu Fan said with embarrassment: "What's that...... It's nothing, you know it, as long as you don't say it. ”

This can almost be said to be explicit.

He thought that Feishuang had found out about himself and his sister-in-law, and wanted her to keep her mouth shut and not tell others.

In addition to being cold, there is also a large proportion of Feishuang's personality components, which is called "obedient".

Yu Fan felt that with her respectful attitude towards herself, she should listen to herself and keep her secrets for herself.

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

When this sentence fell to her ears, it became a different meaning.

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

"Got it...... I was so embarrassed to be found out by Brother Dao about such an unbearable act last night......

She was embarrassed and shy, her ears were red, and she wanted to dig a crack in the ground and bury herself in it.

But Yu Fan's last sentence gave her a little hope to save face, and even ...... There was a faint thought of luxury.

Just don't say it......

"Brother Dao is honest and kind, and he will definitely keep it a secret for me. My ugliness, if only he knows, seems to ...... It's not so shameful either. ”

Thinking like this, her heart immediately calmed down a lot.

After a while, she raised her pretty face, which was still slightly red, and said softly, "Well, Feishuang understands." x......”

The words of thanks were swallowed back by her.

Yu Fan held his thoughts, and when he heard her say this, his embarrassed face was filled with relief.

The two glanced at each other, with their own embarrassment, and their own little shyness, and smiled at each other heartily.

"I went back to the house and practiced. Yu Fan got up and said.

Feishuang also stood up, "I'll also go back to the house and read the scriptures." ”

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

In the living room, only a lonely little golden cicada remained.