Fanatic of Martial Tao

The military academy in the sky is like a dream courtyard.

Now, the night is deep, Qian Rumeng has gone to sleep, and yebufan is kneeling on the ground, bored practicing Tianyan Guiyi.

Yebufan doesn't know about the conversation between Qian Duoduo and the dean of the martial arts academy in the dean's room. Otherwise, he must be very shocked. Because yetianxiong and Qian Duoduo had guessed about him in nine out of ten.

Peerless inheritance.

Visitors from outside.

The only thing they didn't guess was that yebufan was a combination of the two.

A night of silence.

The dawn wakes up the sleeping things. A new day is coming. Early in the morning, yebufan gets up early and comes to the bedside of Qian Rumeng.

“……”

However, seeing that the money on the bed was like a dream, yebufan could not help but draw the corners of his mouth.

The girl was kicked under the bed, but there was still a trace of crystal liquid hanging from her mouth. The most important thing is

At the moment, she was sideways, facing out of the bed, with her right leg straight and her left leg bent, so that her clothes did not cover her body, revealing two white thighs. Even the purple inside between the two legs was faintly visible.

"Gulu......"

Seeing this scene, yebufan could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly, a sweet voice suddenly sounded.

"Good looking."

Yebufan instinctively said.

"Well?"

As soon as the words fell, yebufan was stunned. He looked at Qian Rumeng and found that the latter had woken up. His big watery eyes were looking at him, his eyelashes were inching, and his face had a hazy smile.

Yebufan smiled, "you're awake."

"Dong Dong!!"

At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Miss Rumeng, are you awake?"

"Well?"

The sudden sound stunned yebufan.

"Here comes the guy."

Qian Rumeng's excited voice rang out. She jumped up from the bed with a 'whoosh' of her whole body. She grabbed ye Bufan's shoulder with both hands and said, "husband, it's time to show your man's charm. Go and beat him up."

“……”

Ye Bufan could not help drawing at the corners of his mouth.

A man's charm is beating people?

"Rumeng, this... Isn't it good? After all, people don't mean any harm to you, do they?" Immediately, he looked at money like a dream and said slowly.

"Hum!!"

Qian Rumeng angrily: "isn't this malicious?"

Then, she looked at yebufan and said scornfully, "you can bear it if people pursue your wife in front of you. Are you still not a man?"

"I......"

Ye Bufan is in disorder.

Money, like a dream, shook yebufan's right arm with both hands and begged: "husband, go, go. My dream depends on my husband beating people."

“……”

"If my husband doesn't go, Meng Meng will go to the academy to report my husband, saying that he broke into the room of Meng Meng in the middle of the night and insulted Meng Meng. Hee hee, the dean's grandfather will certainly not let my husband go to the martial arts academy."

“……”

"Miss Rumeng, are you awake?"

Ye Bufan was in a mess, and the voice outside the house sounded again.

"Go, go."

Money such as dream pushed yebufan to urge.

“……”

Yebufan was disordered and speechless. It was just a little witch. He shook his head, but he still walked to the door.

"Yeah!!"

Qian Rumeng shook his pink fist with excitement on his face.

Although the practice of "money like a dream" seems a bit absurd, it also makes some sense. Can other men pursue your wife in front of you?

If you are a man, you can't bear it.

At the door.

"Hoo..."

Yebufan took a deep breath, dropped his hands on the door and opened the door.

'squeak... '

A clear voice sounded, and the originally closed door was opened by yebufan. Suddenly, a pockmarked face appeared in yebufan's sight. The young man in front of him was only about 20 years old, completely servile and flattering.

"Shit."

Yebufan exclaimed in his heart.

Just like you, is it good to pursue like a dream? Come early every morning? Nima, Ben Shao would also like to beat you if he were Ben Shao.

However, at this time, yebufan also found that there was not only pockmarked face youth in the small courtyard. Even, the pockmarked face youth was just a knock at the door. He was not the main character at all. Three meters away from pockmarked face, there were more than ten people standing, all boys and girls, including a handsome young man with flowers in his hands.

Is this the main character?

Yebufan could not help glancing at each other.

Huh? A little familiar?

Without waiting for ye Bufan to think about it, the pockmarked young man in front of the door naturally saw ye Bufan for the first time. He was so obsequious that he was stunned and foolish.

In an instant, countless questions sprang up in his mind.

Teenager? man

How can there be a man in a room where money is like a dream?

Who is he?

Also, this guy... Why was he in Qian Rumeng's room early in the morning? Could it be that the boy spent the night here last night?

At this point, the pockmarked young man suddenly became angry.

"Who are you, boy?"

There was a roar.

It seemed long, but it was only a moment. Behind the pockmarked face youth, the dozen young girls were also instantly stunned.

Who is this guy? How could he come out of the room where money is like a dream?

"Pa!!"

Among more than a dozen young men and girls, the young man holding flowers fell to the ground in an instant. He looked at yebufan at the door, looking dull and motionless.

Facing the question of pockmarked face, yebufan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Boy, can I ask you something?"

Seeing that ye Bufan ignored him, pockmarked face pointed at him and shouted angrily, "who are you? Why are you here?"

"Da Da..."

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from the room.

Qian rushes to the door like a dream. At the moment, she has taken off her pajamas and put on a white dress. She is free from vulgarity and does not eat human fireworks. In the eyes of the pockmarked young man, Qian Rumeng grabbed ye Bufan's arm. He was intimate and sweet. He said without hesitation, "he is a dreamlike husband."

"I......"

The pockmarked young man suddenly widened his eyes.

Dullness, confusion, consternation.

"Husband, husband... Jun?"

Not only the pockmarked faced youth, but also the husband of more than a dozen young men and girls in the small courtyard? How is that possible?

"Yes."

Qian Rumeng smiled and nodded.

“……”

Ye Bufan is in infinite disorder and wants to cry without tears.

This hatred

Today, I'm afraid that if I don't do it myself, I'm afraid these more than a dozen young men and girls will not give up?

"What are you, boy?"

Sure enough, after the pockmarked face youth regained his consciousness, he pointed to yebufan and threatened in an angry voice: "what's so special? A man who has fallen out of the realm of martial arts dares to fight..."

As soon as the pockmarked face youth was half talking, a human shadow came to him. The visitor was none other than the handsome youth who had previously held flowers.

"Pa!!"

The handsome young man did not hesitate. He slapped the pockmarked young man's face directly, leaving a bright red palm print. The handsome young man stared at the pockmarked young man and shouted angrily: "how did you talk to Ye Shao? Apologize."

"I......"

The pockmarked young man was instantly disordered. He covered his hot and painful face and looked at the handsome man's dull and stunned face.

More than a dozen young men and girls in the small courtyard are collectively stupid.

Yebufan frowned.

Qian Rumeng covered his mouth with his small hand and widened his eyes. He looked at the handsome young man, the pockmarked young man, and ye Bufan. He was shocked.

What happened?