Xiao Fan opened his mouth and glanced at the old man, this doesn't seem to be Yang Hongsheng's character, in Xiao Fan's impression, although the old man loves him a lot, he is still very old-fashioned.

What is this? "Egging yourself on to develop an extramarital affair?" Xiao Fan was looking at the old man with a big nickname on his head.

Looking at Xiao Fan's appearance, Yang Hongsheng smiled disapprehantly.

There are not many of his descendants, Yang Ruoxi is still not related by blood, and the rest is only one grandson and one grandson, the grandson has become an elm pimple, and the child born will probably follow his father, but Xiao Fan is different, Yang Hongsheng feels that Xiao Fan will definitely bring him a little guy full of aura.

skipped this topic and accompanied the old man to reminisce about the past years.

During the period, I couldn't help mentioning my grandmother's past, the woman that Xiao Fan didn't have any impression, but this family, a woman that no one dared to ignore, although she had been dead for many years.

But from Yang Hongsheng's lack of continuation, it can be seen that the old man misses his grandmother.

Now that I think about it, the old man's life is not easy, his wife went early, his daughter died young, and none of his children and grandchildren are angry.

Originally, Xiao Fan didn't want to stay in the south for too long, this time, he wanted to accompany Ye Tingcheng to relax, and to avoid the wind and waves in the northeast, after all, he was standing on the cusp at the moment, just as Old Man Yan said, although his trick was extremely beautiful, but the discerning person could still see it.

Now seeing the old man's love for Ye Tingcheng, Xiao Fan wants Ye Tingcheng to accompany the old man for a while, so that the old man can be relieved.

It seems that he has said too much, but Yang Hongsheng is a little tired.

waved at Xiao Fan, "Go and meet Ruoxi's girl," Yang Hongsheng said lightly.

"Of course, if you have the ability, grandpa won't mind." Yang Hongsheng looked at Xiao Fan and said with a wink.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan opened his mouth, but the joy in his eyes couldn't be hidden, once, he had a little hazy good impression of this cousin who was not related by blood, and now this good feeling has taken root, it can be regarded as a deep root, and now, he can get the support of the old man, Xiao Fan suddenly felt that everything seemed to be full of hope.

He originally had scruples, but at this moment, he was much bolder.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he left the old man's room, but saw Yang Ruoxi staying not far away.

Xiao Fan quietly walked behind Yang Ruoxi, but he stretched out his hand, behind his back, holding Yang Ruoxi's slender waist, the tip of his nose twitched, sniffing the good smell, and gently closed his eyes.

Yang Ruoxi's pretty face had a delicate flush, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she slapped Xiao Fan's hand, "Catch it to death," Yang Ruoxi said coquettishly.

It's just that Yang Ruoxi is inexplicable, but he doesn't want Xiao Fan's hand to leave.

At home, Xiao Fan's absurd behavior made Xiao Fan flustered, but it was also a little sweet.

Xiao Fan seems to have finally faced up to the relationship between the two, once, Yang Ruoxi clearly knew that every time Xiao Fan looked at her, he was sneaky.

"Let me hug for a while," Xiao Fan whispered softly in Yang Ruoxi's ear.

There was a touch of vicissitudes that did not fit the age on his face, and there was a deep tiredness in his eyes, mixed with fine tenderness.

Yang Ruoxi turned her face sideways, and when she saw Xiao Fan's eyes, she finally gave up the struggle and let Xiao Fan hold it like this.

It's just that the shy blush on her pretty face is more and more moving.

"I miss you so much, Ruoxi," Xiao Fan said softly.

Yang Ruoxi blushed, but refused to answer Xiao Fan.

She knew that if she spoke, this guy would definitely go even further, typical of a guy who climbs up with a pole.

However, Xiao Fan didn't have that plan, one hand, but at some point, crossed the soft waist and covered Yang Ruoxi's chest, the plump and soft touch made Xiao Fan feel uneasy.

The breathing became slightly urgent, here, for him it was no less than the Holy Land, Xiao Fan at this moment, as if he was in a dream.

But then, tell him it's true.

A sharp pain came from Xiao Fan's lower body, and Xiao Fan bowed down with a blue face.

Although Yang Ruoxi doesn't know martial arts, he was also born in a general, but he has been trained in the army for a few days, a standard anti-wolf trick, and the defenseless Xiao Fan won the bid tragically.

Yang Ruoxi's pretty face had a touch of shame and anger, but when she saw Xiao Fan bowing down, a trace of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

glanced at Yang Ruoxi's face vaguely, but when Yang Ruoxi was not paying attention, Xiao Fan was hunched and ran away in a hurry.

As he ran, he turned his head and seemed to be laughing.

Looking at Xiao Fan's embarrassed appearance, Yang Ruoxi couldn't help but smile, and he was full of charm.

After Yang Ruoxi's gaze that left, Xiao Fan smirked, looking at his hand, as if reminiscing about the feeling just now, "I finally touched it," Xiao Fan smacked his lips and looked yd.

Night came quietly, Xiao Fan, Ye Chengcheng, Yang Hongsheng, Yang Ruoxi, sat at a table.

Xiao Fan seems to be a thief and doesn't dare to look at Yang Ruoxi's eyes, after all, he took advantage of others.

It's Ye Tingcheng and Yang Hongsheng, this old and young, interesting tight, Yang Hongsheng out of love for Ye Tingcheng, constantly gives Ye Tingcheng vegetables, and Ye Tingcheng is either out of politeness, or out of respect, and also keeps giving Yang Hongsheng vegetables, one old and one young, a harmonious mess.

Xiao Fan was a thief, so he hurriedly ate a few bites of food and left in a hurry.

He had a hut that Xiao Fan once owned, so Xiao Fan simply went there.

With a light cough, Xiao Fan turned on the stove.

Not long after Xiao Fan left, Yang Ruoxi also left.

The place where he came was naturally Xiao Fan's hut.

A pungent smell of Chinese medicine pierced the nostrils.

Yang Ruoxi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and an image appeared in her beautiful eyes, Xiao Fan was hunched over, coughing lightly, holding a fan in his hand, fanning the flames.

In traditional Chinese medicine, the use of wood is the right reason, and some specific medicines, the use of firewood, there are also sayings.

However, Xiao Fan's injury is not so cumbersome.

In that battle, he was not easy, and he was not afraid of external injuries, but internal injuries needed to be recuperated for a period of time.

Xiao Fan seemed to feel a gaze watching, and when he turned around, Yang Ruoxi's shadow came into view.

She looked at Xiao Fan with a hazy look in her beautiful eyes, "Are you injured?" Yang Ruoxi asked softly.

"Well," Xiao Fan coughed lightly and nodded, but he couldn't hide it, with this woman's intelligence, he would definitely guess.

"Who is it?"

The puppy at home is gone, and the mood and eyes are sour.