"Stupid, he's nineteen." Ye Tingcheng snorted, very disappreciative of Xiao Fan's memory, did he just celebrate his birthday a few days ago? How can you still think of yourself as eighteen?

"Oh, it's nineteen years old for my family." Xiao Fan grinned, "Well, I've grown up a lot," Xiao Fan said solemnly, but his eyes stayed somewhere and never left.

"Ah, bastard, where are you looking?" Ye Tingcheng snorted, his jade face was slightly red, his two little hands were covered on his chest, and he looked at Xiao Fan with a wary face, because at home, Ye Tingcheng was casually wearing casual clothes, and his neckline was naturally a little bigger, and the spring color on his chest couldn't help but meet Xiao Fan's eyes, hearing Xiao Fan's comments if he had something to do, how could Ye Tingcheng not know what this bad guy was thinking when he saw Xiao Fan's gaze?

Obviously doing bad things, and pretending to be serious, Ye Tingcheng pursed his lips, and was very unimpressed by Xiao Fan's performance.

"This girl is tempting me?" Ye Tingcheng covered his chest with his small hands, with a little panic in his eyes, adding a bit of pity to his flawless face.

"I feel sorry for me." Xiao Fan looked at Ye Tingcheng and said with emotion.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Ye Tingcheng's chest, which was originally plump, because of the squeeze of Ye Tingcheng's small hand, it overflowed with pieces of snow white, "Girl, why are you doing so hard when you have nothing to do?" It hurts a lot, I'll rub it for you. Xiao Fan took away Ye Qingcheng's little hand with a kind face, and said with a smile.

"Die, pervert," Ye Tingcheng flew up, but Xiao Fan easily dodged it, touched his chin, stood opposite Ye Tingcheng and looked at Ye Tingcheng, but ignored the brutal character in this girl's bones.

Under Ye Chengcheng's shame and anger, it was not incomprehensible to make such a move.

"Good, girl, don't be shy, am I your husband, it's all as it should be." Obviously, Xiao Fan had no intention of giving up.

"I don't want to," Ye Qingcheng shook his head resolutely, blinked his big eyes, and looked at Xiao Fan pitifully.

Seeing that the girl looked like she was about to cry, Xiao Fan suddenly had no curse, there was no way, she was soft-hearted, and she couldn't see a woman crying.

Shaking his head and sitting on the sofa with a disappointed face, Ye Tingcheng looked at Xiao Fan's appearance, a touch of cunning flashed in his big eyes, and then a touch of sympathy appeared in his eyes, "Are you angry?" Ye Tingcheng asked with big eyes.

When Xiao Fan heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a touch of pampering in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Ye Qingcheng's little head.

Feeling Xiao Fan's heartfelt care, the corners of Ye Tingcheng's mouth hooked up a childish arc, "I can't accept it for a while." Ye Tingcheng said in Xiao Fan's ear like a mosquito.

"Hmm," Xiao Fan nodded slightly, holding Ye Tingcheng's soft and boneless jade hand, with a smile on his face.

"Also, what do you want to do to others in the future, can you not behave so badly, like a big bad wolf." Ye Chengcheng's face was slightly red, and he said in a low voice.

"Uh," Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, "Why did you become a big bad wolf?" Xiao Fan showed a crying and laughing expression.

However, when Ye Tingcheng said this, it was tantamount to accepting it in disguise, Xiao Fan was happy in his heart, "You can't be so bad, you have to be affectionate." Xiao Fan thought silently in his heart, a pair of eyes, full of emotion, looking at Ye Chengcheng, "Allure," Xiao Fan called softly.

"Get out," Ye Tingcheng snorted, Xiao Fan covered his eyes and looked at Ye Tingcheng with a look of wrongedness, "Didn't you let you behave so badly?" ”

"You pretend to be affectionate, it's disgusting." Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips, looked at Xiao Fan, who was like a mourner, and said with a serious face.

"Also," the corners of Ye Qingcheng's mouth hooked up a smug arc, looking at Xiao Fan, "I want to beat you, but you look so bad, I don't dare." Ye Tingcheng looked at Xiao Fan, blinked his big eyes and said, the look in his eyes was innocent.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan rolled his eyes speechlessly, despised himself fiercely in his heart, and pretended to be affectionate, just to give it to others and beat him.

Xiao Fan looked at Ye Tingcheng blinking his big eyes, and suddenly lost his temper, Ye Tingcheng was angry, and he needed to vent.

"Are you still angry?" Xiao Fan looked at Ye Tingcheng and asked.

"Nope." Ye Qingcheng shook his head slightly.

"But I'm hungry." Ye Qingcheng blinked his big eyes and looked at Xiao Fan and said.

"I'm going to cook for you." Xiao Fan got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Ye Tingcheng looked at Xiao Fan's back, smiled sweetly, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, fiddled with the remote control, and the cute appearance of the pleasant goat appeared on the TV screen, looking at the TV, Ye Tingcheng's big eyes flashed with sweet colors, and narrowed slightly.

Seeing the unlucky appearance of the gray wolf, he couldn't help but giggle, and couldn't help but glance back at the busy figure in the kitchen, Ye Tingcheng's jade hand dragged his cheeks, "It's really good to have him," Ye Tingcheng muttered softly.

Night falls, enveloping the earth, Songshan at night, into a huge black shadow, as if it is a giant beast that chooses people to eat, tonight, Songshan, ushered in an unexpected guest.

The martial saint of R country once again ascended to the land of China and descended to the Supreme Pavilion.

The confrontation with it is naturally the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, that day, with the young man in a battle, the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, either disabled or injured, although a period of time has passed, but the strength has not yet recovered, the old pavilion master died on the top of Songshan Mountain, the Supreme Pavilion was actually bullied to the head by outsiders, the eyes of the pavilion master flashed a sad color, the Supreme Pavilion of the year, but not like this.

"I don't know if the master of country R is coming to the Supreme Pavilion, what advice do you have?" The Supreme Pavilion Pavilion Lord looked at the Martial Saint of R Country and said.

Now looking at the land of China, leaving behind some hidden people, that man is not out, and no one can compete with the martial saint of R country.

"I have no other intentions, it is said that the martial arts holy relics of country R fell into the hands of the Supreme Pavilion, and I only want to retrieve the holy relics, and I have no intention of being enemies with the Supreme Pavilion. The Martial Saint of R Country looked at the several pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion and lowered his head slightly.

On the same day, Nalan crossed east to the R country, beheaded Iga Grandmaster, defeated the martial saint of the R country, and seized the holy relic of the R country, the demon sword Muramasa.

Then Nalan Wudao died, the Holy Gate was destroyed, and the Holy Gate was destroyed, naturally the Supreme Pavilion was pushed behind his back, and the holy object of the R Country Martial Dao, the Demon Sword Muramasa, naturally fell into the hands of the Supreme Pavilion.

"What fell into the hands of the Supreme Pavilion, could you take it if Your Excellency wanted to?" The three pavilion masters, who have a violent personality, are the first to speak out.

"Although the Supreme Pavilion is declining, it does not allow others to bully at will." The Great Pavilion Lord looked at the Martial Saint of R Country, took a step forward, and said slowly.