Tamer of the Beast

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When Ye Yan opened his eyes, he found himself in an unknown place

It's not the blood demon base, it's not her or Leng Yiming's room in the palace, it's not an inn or anything like that. I sat up, my head was still a little dizzy, I looked around, there wasn't even a ghost. Where?

At this time, a little maid hurriedly walked in. She was wearing two buns, her big eyes were bright and bright, and she was holding a plate. She looked like a smart girl.

"Hey, come here" Ye Yan waved to her

The little maid was startled, and the exquisite blue and white porcelain bowl on the plate almost fell to the ground. She hurriedly knelt down and said, "I would like to pay my respects to the master!"

Subordinate? Ye Yan raised his eyebrows high. In any case, shouldn't the maids call themselves slaves? He couldn't help but ask: "Get up, tell me where this is? Why am I here?"

The maid lowered her head and did not dare to neglect at all: "Back to the master, Master Leng just brought you back yesterday. He told you to use the best room in the palace for you to sleep in, and also asked us to cook some medicine that is good for your health and feed it to you personally.

Now, let me take care of you specially."

Master Leng, okay, Ye Yan doubts that Leng Yiming is really so kind-hearted? Or did he finally give her some face because she is too nosy?

"Where is he now?" Ye Yan rubbed his head, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My subordinate Han Yue, Master Leng, is doing something in the study now." The maid said, putting the bowl on the small table beside the bed. "Master, this is the snow lotus soup that Master Leng asked to cook for you. It is very helpful for restoring your vitality."

Very helpful, please be careful”

There was a question. Ye Yan picked up the bowl and took a deep sip. There was only a faint fragrance of snow lotus, but she still doubted that Leng Yiming would be so kind as to let someone make soup for her to drink?

While stirring the soup with a spoon, he said casually and seemingly unintentionally: "How many secret bases does Leng Yiming have? They are all hanging there, wasting."

"Master, what you said is wrong," Han Yue laughed softly, "Master Leng's secret bases are all good places to cultivate elite talents, such as here, the first palace in the capital, and the personal bodyguards in Master Leng's palace.

Most of the members are from the first palace and are closest to the palace, so Master Leng brought you here."

Just as he was talking, Leng Yiming walked in. Today he was dressed in white. He looked... a little bit out of the mud. He really depends on his clothes. After changing his clothes, he seemed to be a different person. It was not like wearing black at all.

That hellish vibe when I'm wearing clothes

Seeing Ye Yan's eyes lingering on her for a long time, Leng Yiming raised her thin lips slightly and waved her hand. Han Yue immediately stepped out knowingly and closed the door.

I just drank the snow lotus soup in one gulp...

"Yan'er, you finally woke up? You always sleep, this time it's all day and night again."

I'm bothering you by sleeping all day and night? At least I haven't slept like Sleeping Beauty for 100 years. That would be really unbearable.

"It's very comfortable to sleep." Ye Yan straightened his body and counterattacked unceremoniously.

Leng Yiming was startled at first, and then laughed: "Well, it's good to sleep, so that you can recover. Yan'er, you are quite smart. In a short period of time, you have figured out how to stimulate the energy of the Phoenix Sword."

Thinking back then, he spent two years researching Fengjian's method of stimulating it thoroughly before he understood it, which made him miserable and made his master cry to the sky. Unexpectedly, Ye Yan was self-taught and the effect was really good!

"Of course, don't look at who I am." Ye Yan raised his head proudly

Leng Yiming cursed in his heart, such an outstanding woman could never count on her fingers how many men surrounded her, for example, the ones with higher risk index, Mo Zixiao, Ye Hui... Xi

Linfeng

"Yan'er, be my woman properly," he thought and suddenly said, "You set the conditions."

condition?

"Pet me" Ye Yan dropped two words and said it neatly

"Is it that simple?" Leng Yiming didn't believe it. He thought that Ye Yan always wanted what he had. For example, the forces behind him wanted him to kill all the concubines in the palace.

But one thing is for sure, at least she is not the kind of tacky guy whose eyes light up when she sees money.

"It's that simple." Ye Yan nodded and traveled to this time and space. She originally wanted to live a comfortable life and didn't want to be dragged into one trap after another. She was also a little tired. In fact, she still didn't give up the idea of ​​​​her previous life. She was surrounded by all kinds of beautiful men, and then took her with her

The baby is running around...

Leng Yiming looked deeply into her eyes and said seriously: "Okay, deal!"

Before Ye Yan could speak, he rubbed her cheek and said, "It turns out that Yan'er is so satisfied."

Damn it! This is where it begins!

"Wait, I have something to ask you." Ye Yan pushed him away, "I have to tell the truth."

"Yeah." Leng Yiming's face darkened, as if he had already guessed the question Ye Yan would ask.

"That man with hooked eyes is your enemy?"

There was silence all around. For a while, the only sound in the room was their breathing.

It seemed like a century had passed before Leng Yiming quietly said: "Yes"

"Who is he?" Ye Yan raised this question for the second time.

Leng Yiming almost blurted out, but immediately suppressed it, smiled, and shook his head: "I don't know his name either."

"No, you know" escaped in a flash, but was tightly grasped by Ye Yan

He lied again

Leng Yiming's smile was a little cold, but he gently bit Ye Yan's earlobe, and a numbness surged through his body, making Ye Yan tremble.

He has had countless women, even brothel girls are his playthings... She hates unclean men, hates men who don't know how to be together for the rest of their lives.

A big hand hugged her head to his chest, listening to her heart beating regularly, but Ye Yan involuntarily grabbed Leng Yiming's clothes.

Ye Yan, what are you doing? I shouted in my heart, but my body couldn't help but want to get close to him and smell the delicious faint smell of tobacco...

Leng Yiming slowly used his other hand to peel off the thin layer of skin on her face, revealing what a face that would make a country beautiful.

Her eyebrows are as curved as a crescent moon, her long eyelashes half cover her dark and clear eyes, her cherry-red lips are shining with an alluring luster, her face is smooth and white, and now she has a blush that any man would see if he saw it.

Still pitiful