Cold Soldier King Pretty President

"Just Mr. Ye, I don't know what I need to avoid in these three days?" Feng asked subconsciously after he was excited.

"Light diet, less salt, less greasy, avoid women." Ye Mo said solemnly.

In fact, what should he do every day? There are so many taboos. But if we don't say more at this time, how can we show his professionalism as "Mr. Ye" and "master Ye"?

Ye Mo didn't realize that he was not professional at all. At least the knife who was in charge of the guard on the side was carefully remembering with a pen. The first two were OK, but the third one was not feminine

"Cough, it's useless if it's less than 70 years old. This body is not empty in general!" Seeing the three people turn their eyes to themselves, ye Mo looks at Feng and says.

The original words had already made old Feng feel a little bit of that. Now, ye Mo took it out again to emphasize the explanation. With that look in his eyes, he was still in front of his granddaughter. Even with old Feng's heart, he was almost choked by his own spitting.

"Mr. Ye, besides the above, what else should we pay special attention to?" Old Feng couldn't help but ask a little more, which was to completely expose the topic just now.

"You can't practice that internal skill any more, or even the immortals can't be saved. Your family's descendants had better not touch it well, or they will be harmed." Ye Mo said solemnly.

Old Feng can't help sighing when he heard this. People are selfish after all. Who doesn't want his family to be prosperous?

Now that he is strong, no one dares to offend his family in China. If there is no master in his family in a hundred years, he will be gradually eaten by others.

The core of the family are all practicing neijiaquan since childhood. As for Yuyan, she has shown great talent in martial arts since childhood and has been cultivated by him all the time.

Originally, I thought I was an elder who had done his best for the family, but now I suddenly realized that what he had done for so many years had harmed his descendants.

Well, how can there be a real eternal prosperity in this world? Children and grandchildren have their own happiness. At the cost of overdraft, don't let it be!

When Feng realized these, he turned his eyes to Feng Yuyan. He wanted to talk and stop. Then he heard Ye Mo say, "you don't have to worry about her. Her cultivation is still shallow. But if you continue to practice according to this momentum, the situation will be more serious than you. Maybe she will die in less than 30 years."

Old Feng is also very scared after hearing this. If he didn't meet Ye Mo today, he would be very sorry in the future.

After all, this mental method tends to be masculine, while women's body is feminine. Even if YuYan's talent is good, it is far from the level of her youth. When the time comes, she will not be able to suppress the hidden danger due to lack of Qi and blood. It's too late to regret!

"Thank you for telling me." Feng gives Ye Mo a respectful fist, then turns his eyes to Feng Yuyan and says, "Yuyan, you've heard what you said just now, so don't practice this mental skill in the future."

Feng YuYan's face is also full of reluctance. It's like a person who has been trained as a world champion since she was a child. She sweats every day for nearly 20 years, and has paid hard work that ordinary people can't imagine. But when she is full of longing to participate in the Olympic Games, the coach suddenly says, "don't practice. You have already signed up for Lanxiang excavator class. If you continue to practice, your body will be useless."

Feng Yuyan is not a normal person after all. After struggling for a while, she also accepted this reality. Then she thought of another problem and turned her eyes to Ye Mo, saying: "master ye, you just said that if I continue to practice, my body will have problems, but I have felt some discomfort recently."

For a moment, all three of them turned their eyes to Ye Mo, who also frowned slightly. What do you mean, questioning my authority and slapping face in public!

Ye Mo looked at Feng Yuyan carefully for a while, and then he also laughed: "have you been feeling chest tightness and poor breathing recently, but you don't feel anything else?"

Feng Yuyan was stunned when she heard this. Is this the "Hope" in the process of looking, hearing and inquiring? Just look at it and you don't even need to feel the pulse to know her illness!

"Indeed." Feng Yuyan honestly replied, as for the old Feng on the side, his eyes are full of eagerness. Feng Yuyan is the younger generation he values most. What can I do if something goes wrong at such a young age!

"Is your chest tightness obvious during the day, but not at night?"

Looking back, Feng Yuyan said, "that's right."

On hearing this, Mr. Feng immediately became anxious and said, "Mr. Ye, what's the matter with Yuyan? Please help the child."

Ye Mo also lit a cigarette at this time and said leisurely, "it's not that I don't want to save it. It's a little inconvenient."

Is it necessary to push the blood through the palace by Acupuncture and massage? Even in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, most of the massage is the touch of male doctors and female patients. Mr. Ye is so taboo. It's really the style of an ancient gentleman!

Feng felt that his granddaughter's life was at stake, but he didn't dare to be vague. He quickly said, "Mr. Ye, the doctor's parents are sincere. We can trust Mr. Ye's noble character. Please don't hesitate to help him!"

Ye Mo also shakes his ash at this time. He looks at Feng Yuyan with a smile and says jokingly, "why, do you think so?"

Feng Yuyan doesn't know why, but ye Mo looks at her with such a smile, and still pretends to smile. She feels cold at the moment, but she subconsciously says: "I can trust master Ye's character and moral integrity. I don't know if master ye can..."

"No problem! It doesn't matter to you. I don't have any taboo. You've got a small bra. You'll be fine if you change it to a big one. It doesn't matter if you want to help me. Really. " Ye Mo looks at Feng Yuyan and says seriously.

Feng YuYan's mouth twitched. If her grandfather wasn't there, she couldn't promise what she would do. As for Feng, he didn't speak for a long time, or he didn't know what to say at this time.

If you have to flatter me, I'm afraid you can only say "Mr. Ye deserves to be a real celebrity. He's very romantic". But today, he's his own granddaughter. Why do you always feel strange?

"Rascal! Hooligans This is Feng YuYan's second impression of Ye mo. although his martial arts and fortune are towering, he can't hide his essence that he is only in his early twenties.

A young man in his early twenties, which sounds a little better, is vigorous and square, and a little worse, is lecherous and obscene. Feng Yuyan hummed coldly, muttered something and walked away.

"This girl, a good master, can't trust my character and moral integrity. How can I turn my face faster than turning a book? Women are really duplicative animals. " Ye Muran sighed.

Mr. Feng also coughed and said, "Mr. Ye, my granddaughter has been spoiled by me since she was a child. What's the offense..."

"I'm sure I will." Yemo interrupted directly.

After hearing this, Mr. Feng was completely relieved. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, "Mr. Ye, I have a manor in Jiangbei. If you don't want to leave, would you like to have a cup of tea for lunch?"

No tea. As for lunch... Lunch!

Ye Mo suddenly realized something and quickly asked, "what time is it?"

Old Feng, with his long clothes full of immortality, naturally would not take time tools such as watches and mobile phones. Instead, the knife came over and said, "master ye, it's 9:28."

"How much! You said it was nine o'clock! " Ye Mo immediately cried out.

Xiaodao swallowed a mouthful of foam and said: "it's 29 now, 9:29!"

"Lying trough!" Ye Mo leaves a sentence and runs away, leaving Feng and Xiao Dao staring at each other.

"Chief, master ye, what happened suddenly?" Knife subconsciously asked.

Old Feng didn't know why. Then he sighed: "maybe there's something urgent that's delayed. It's not true that ordinary people like me can guess at will when they act as experts."

On the other hand, Feng Yuyan has already driven back to the manor in Jiangbei. After she took off her bra and put on her vest, she really felt that her breathing was much smoother.

"What master Ye is, he is a rascal at all!" Feng Yuyan scolded, and her face was slightly red. She didn't know that the rascal in his mouth was waiting for the bus at the intersection.

"Master! parking! Help me

"Go away! I'm not a taxi. You really want to find someone else. If you stop in front of my car, I'll kill you! " A fat private car owner yelled at Ye Mo, stepped on the accelerator and immediately ran away.