After leaving the taekwondo gym, Ye Fan and Zhao Linger returned the same way and returned to the old bungalow hotel to pick up the car.

Along the way, the atmosphere was a little silent, and Ye Fan thought that it was the terrifying strength he had just shown that scared Zhao Ling'er.

However, when he turned around, he found that Zhao Linger's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were full of excitement, and she waved her little incense fist from time to time, muttering something in her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Ling'er, what are you doing?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ling'er came back to her senses and shouted:

"Ye Fan, you were so handsome just now! I always wanted to learn taekwondo before, but after seeing your ability just now, I realized that compared to our Chinese kung fu, taekwondo is worthless at all!"

Hearing this compliment, Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "Our Chinese kung fu is broad and profound, and has a long history, how can it be compared to the Koreans?"

"Hey...... I really want to learn kung fu! It's a pity that even a black belt fifth-rank master like Ling Ao can't be your disciple, and I can't do it anymore!" Zhao Ling'er said in disappointment.

"Ling'er, if you like it, I can teach you a few tricks!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Really?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she excitedly grabbed Ye Fan's arms with both hands, looking expectant.

"Of course it's no problem! Although I can't guarantee how powerful you can become, at least deal with a few ruffians and hooligans, it won't be a problem!" Ye Fan swore an oath.

"Great!"

Zhao Ling'er jumped up excitedly, and asked again: "Ye Fan, what you used those silver needles just now is the legendary point point, right?"

"Hmm!" Ye Fan nodded and explained: "Acupuncture and moxibustion is a treasure handed down from the ancestors, in addition to curing diseases and acupoints, there are also many wonderful points, which can relax the muscles and activate the nerves, stimulate the nerves inside the body, and even make the severed limbs reactive!"

"That's amazing!"

Zhao Ling'er suddenly seemed to think of something, and a red glow flew on her pretty face, and she said in a low voice: "Then Ye Fan, after I go home, can I ask you for a favor?"

"What's the hurry?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"This ......"

Zhao Ling'er looked shy, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's inconvenient here, let's talk about it when I get home!"

Seeing her twisted appearance, Ye Fan felt strange in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask.

......

Sitting in the co-pilot of the inioper, Ye Fan suddenly realized that he should learn to drive.

is about to enter college life, although with his current value, it is more than enough to have a special car and driver, but it is too eye-catching, and it is more convenient to drive by himself.

What's more, every boy has a persistent pursuit of this kind of speed machine, and has fantasized countless times about driving a sports car and galloping on the track, with a lot of adrenaline and hormones secreted.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the Greentown Rose Garden Villa Community.

It was almost 11 o'clock, but Xiao Yunrong was busy with work and had not yet returned, Ye Fan and Zhao Ling'er went back to their respective rooms.

Twenty minutes later, there was a sudden knock at the door of Ye Fan's house.

"Knock! knock!"

"Please come in!" Ye Fan said.

The next moment, the door was pushed open a crack, Zhao Ling'er poked out a small head, beckoned to Ye Fan, and said in a low voice: "Ye Fan, you come out quickly!"

Seeing her sneaky appearance, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised in his heart.

At this moment, in the villa, in addition to the two of them, only the nanny who lives on the first floor is left, why should Zhao Linger be so careful?

With such doubts, Ye Fan walked towards the door and opened the door completely.

What caught my eye was a picture of nosebleeds-

I saw Zhao Ling'er change into a white chiffon suspender pajamas, her snow-white fragrant shoulders were exposed to the air, her skin was like clotted fat, it could be broken by blowing, and it was flawless, just like high-quality porcelain, and her delicate collarbones revealed a little sexy.

She had apparently just taken a shower and smelled of shower gel.

Her black and shiny hair was covered with crystal droplets, and her pretty face was covered with a layer of red, as if she was drunk.

Flawless melon seed face, bright eyes, cherry mouth, clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, pure and quirky.

No wonder Lu Minghui and other boys are so infatuated with her.

And her pajamas are obviously one size smaller, with a hip-length hem and two slender legs, without a trace of fat.

The girl's figure is naturally completely different from Xiao Yunrong's mature royal sister, slightly thin, but it is even more lovable, and I can't wait to hold her in my arms and make love.

Although there is no temptation in Zhao Linger's beautiful eyes, her dress is enough to cause a strong visual impact on men, making people's blood surge and heart-wrenching.

......

"Ahem......"

Ye Fan coughed slightly embarrassed, looked away very gentlemanly, and then asked, "Ling'er, what's the matter?"

"This is not the place to talk, come to my room!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ling'er grabbed Ye Fan's arm without saying a word and walked towards her own room.

Although it is only the guest room of Xiao Yunrong's house, it is not the real boudoir of the girl, but after staying for a few days, it is also contaminated with a little bit of Zhao Ling'er's breath.

After walking into the room, Zhao Linger suddenly remembered that this was the first time she had been in a room with the opposite sex of the same age, or her own boudoir, her pretty face couldn't help but get hot, and a blush spread from her cheeks to the root of her neck, like a fire cloud, which was very good-looking.

For a while, there was silence, the pin drop could be heard, and the atmosphere became a little subtle and charming.

After a few minutes, Zhao Ling'er came back to her senses, looked at Ye Fan and said, "Let's start quickly, Sister Yunrong will come back later, it won't be good to be seen by her!"

"Huh?!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan subconsciously exclaimed, confused.

What to start?

What does this little girl want to do, don't dare to let Xiao Yunrong see it?

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er sat on Simmons' big bed, turned her head to look at Ye Fan who was standing at the door, and asked, "Ye Fan, why are you stunned, why don't you hurry up and take out the things?"

Take out the "stuff"?

Hearing these meaningful words, coupled with Zhao Ling'er's dress at this moment, and the shy appearance of being desperate and welcome, Ye Fan couldn't help but think crookedly!

Don't...... She's hinting at me?

......

Of course, Ye Fan is not a narcissist, and he doesn't think he has any domineering spirit, and when the tiger's body is shaken, he can make a woman throw himself into his arms.

But now the side effects of his heavenly hegemony are equivalent to opening the aura of "heartthrob", which has a great attraction to the opposite sex!

And Zhao Linger also said that she likes kung fu very much.

In the taekwondo gym just now, seeing Ye Fan's invincible posture, it was inevitable that he would have a sense of worship.

It just so happens that a girl of this age has reached the age of Sichun, and it is reasonable to have such blind thoughts.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he regained his clarity.

Zhao Ling'er is a little beauty who is one in a million, but even a peerless beauty like Dongfang Mingyue can't tempt Ye Fan.

Because in his heart, he already belongs.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er seemed to be a little impatient, patted Simmons' big bed, and said loudly: "Ye Fan, come here!"

"The ......"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, pondered for a while, and continued: "Ling'er, I can understand your intentions! But--I'm not a casual person, and I have a girlfriend, I can't be sorry for her!"

"Ah, Ye Fan, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?" Zhao Ling'er said in surprise.

At first, Ye Fan thought that she was embarrassed by her rejection, so she deliberately pretended to be stupid.

However, the blank look on her face didn't seem to be fake, as if she really didn't know what Ye Fan meant.

At this moment, Ye Fan was confused again.

He couldn't hold back the confusion in his heart any longer, so he simply got straight to the point and said, "Ling'er, what do you want to do when you pull me over!"

"Of course, I'm looking for you to heal you!" she said solemnly.

"Heal?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and the fox asked: "Ling'er, you have a ruddy complexion, shiny skin, and a clear voice, you can't be healthier, where did you get sick?"

"I ...... I ......"

Suddenly, Zhao Ling'er became distracted, her pretty face was crimson, her eyes didn't dare to look at Ye Fan at all, and her hands involuntarily pinched the corners of her clothes, looking like she was twisting and pinching, and she wanted to speak and stopped.

In the end, as if she had mustered up enough courage, her lips opened slightly, and she said in a low mosquito and fly voice:

Ye Fan...... Didn't you say before that acupuncture has the effect of relaxing the muscles and activating the muscles and stimulating the body......'s regeneration? I want you to help me Fengyue Hun !"