As a result, he forgot that Ye Fan was videotaping with Mr. Feng.

Then Feng Lao saw a water cup flying in front of Ye Fan.

"Disciple, disciple, cup, cup..." The wise and steady old man Feng rubbed his eyes in shock as if he had seen a ghost, and stupidly reached out to wipe the computer camera.

Too bad!

Ye Fan reacted extremely quickly and pushed Ming Jiu away, then looked at Mr. Feng in the video with an innocent face and asked doubtfully: "Cup? What cup?"

Mr. Feng put his whole face in front of the camera, picked up the glasses on the table and put them on. His eyes behind the lenses were narrowed to a slit, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Just now, a water glass flew in front of you, and again

, flew away with a swoosh..." He said and gestured.

Ye Fan raised his smile, simply blinked, and chuckled: "There is no cup. Master, you are wrong."

"Did you see it wrong?" Mr. Feng frowned and looked at the fake smile on her face with dazzling eyes. He glanced at her and shouted: "You girl, do you think your master, I am old and presbyopic?"

Already?"

Who is he, Feng Zheliang, the father of the forensic field in the Flower Planting Country? He can see through the cause of death at a glance. He can't be fooled into thinking that he is wrong with just a smile. What's more, this girl's deception is too insincere. One word, fake.

"No way, master, you look more energetic than me." In order to show the sincerity of his words, Ye Fan nodded heavily.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, just think that I was really wrong."

Although the two of them haven't really gotten along for a few days, Mr. Feng still knows his little disciple very well. Looking at her like this, he knows that even if a cup really flew around in the sky just now, she is aware of it. Since she has success in her heart,

After all, as a master, there is no need for him to dig up her secrets.

"Hey, master, let's continue." Ye Fan raised his lips and smiled. From an angle that Mr. Feng couldn't see, he gave Ming Jiu a comforting look. She shouldn't have pushed him away in a moment of impatience.

How could Ming Jiu lose his temper because Ye Fan pushed him away? He was still afraid that she would be angry with him. After all, he had just caused trouble for her!

After receiving her soft eyes, his heart immediately flew up. He showed her a charming and beautiful smile, then placed the honey water closest to her where it would not be caught by the camera, and sat next to her.

, continue to carve spiritual jade for her.

There are very few modern practitioners. Not only have they declined, but they have also lost their inheritance due to the turmoil of the dynasty. They accidentally discovered that some jade stones contain the energy of heaven and earth, but they did not know that thousands of years ago, this jade stone was called Ling Jade.

Of course, this batch of jade stones in his hands, which are said to be of the highest quality and have attracted various sects in the cultivation world to find ways to buy them at high prices, would not have been qualified for paving roads on Dogen Mountain in the past.

Ye Fan glanced at him and was about to turn his gaze back, but was distracted by his smile. When the beautiful man smiled, everything turned pale, especially the unintentional and affectionate smile, which touched people's hearts even more.

Ye Fan's eyes were straightened, and the emerald-green jade turned over on his fingertips, which were as long and clear as jade bamboo, freehand and romantic.

By her side, he always lost all his arrogance and domineering, became as docile as a cat, his lowered eyebrows were delicate and picturesque, and he always looked handsome, elegant and dignified.

"Disciple, disciple, Fanfan..." Feng Lao waited for a long time and didn't hear Ye Fan speak. He shouted several times in a high voice, and saw his good disciple turned his face sideways and looked at someone stupidly.

This direction gives him the feeling that he will drool at any time.

"Ah?" Ye Fan woke up from the beauty. When Ming Jiu raised his head to look at her in confusion, he quickly turned back, raised his hand to touch the hot earlobe, coughed lightly, and pretended to be serious and said: "Master said

It has to make sense.”

"But, I haven't said anything yet." Mr. Feng faintly exposed the fact that she had just been distracted.

"Uh..." This is so embarrassing!??

Fortunately, in front of her master, she was thick-skinned enough and continued to analyze the case as if nothing had happened, but she did not dare to look at Ming Jiu again.

Half an hour later, there was something going on with Mr. Feng, so Ye Fan said good night to Mr. Feng and hung up the video.

There is a saying that listening to you for a while is worth ten years of reading.

Every video she had with Mr. Feng, whether it was discussing and analyzing the case together or Mr. Feng giving her lessons and answering questions, she benefited a lot.

"Are you finished?" As soon as Ye Fan clicked off the video, a blushing and heart-beating breath came close to her back. He held her waist with one hand and handed it to her with the cup of honey water that he performed supernaturally in front of Mr. Feng with the other hand.

of mouth.

"Yes." Ye Fan leaned into his arms, took his hand, lowered his head and took a sip of honey water to moisten his astringent throat.

The two hugged each other and enjoyed the warmth and sweetness for a while, when Ye Fan's cell phone rang again.

Ming Jiu moved his fingers, and the mobile phone on the table flew over, and Ye Fan raised his hand to take it.

"It was Captain Chang who sent me the message." After seeing the message on WeChat, Ye Fan stood up straight, took a look at the content sent by Captain Chang, then walked out of Ming Jiu's arms, walked to the desk and sat down.

While operating on the computer keyboard, he said: "I'm going to be busy again. Do you want to go back to the Flower Soul World first?"

"No reply." Ming Jiu walked up behind her, squeezed her shoulders, leaned down, and put his lips close to her pink ear.

His voice came to my ears, low and rhythmic, indescribably charming and sultry: "For Afan, my red sleeves add fragrance."

Ye Fan shuddered all over, his hand holding the mouse tightened, and his breathing immediately became chaotic. He took a slow and deep breath to suppress the disordered heartbeat, and stared at the computer, reflecting the depth under the blue computer screen.

A dim light.

Feeling the body of the person in his arms stiffen for a moment, Ming Jiu curled up with a sly smile, his lips touched her small earlobe vaguely, and his unique cold breath brushed her ears, irritating her.

The tiny hairs on her ears stood up, so he straightened up and continued to massage her as if nothing had happened, relaxing her stiff shoulders.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and then opened them again. The calm eyes suppressed the surging undercurrent, and the water mist calmed his chaotic breathing. Then he waved his hands in a serious manner and said: "Ahem, give it to me again."

Pour a glass of water."

Ming Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the red neck of a gentleman who seemed to be sitting calmly in his arms. He continued to use his charming and low-pitched voice to say, "Yes, my Lord Ye Zu."

When he walked to the door, he turned around again and asked thoughtfully: "Do you need to add ice cubes?" After a pause, he said with some deep meaning: "It can cool down."

Ye Fan raised his black eyes and secretly gritted his teeth: "No, I want hot water, the hotter the better."

"Okay." Ming Jiu raised his eyebrows, gave a dazzling smile, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the door.

Seeing the flaming red cannon horn disappear before his eyes, a touch of tenderness appeared between Ye Fan's brows, which was sweet to his heart.

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