My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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In the VIP guest room, Ye Fan pretended that nothing had happened and walked to his own bathroom.

Just like this, Ye Fan used the technique of concealing his killing intent and arrived at the small crack.

Although the opening was very small, it was at this angle that it was aimed directly at the area below where the rain was pouring.

Ye Fan quickly saw a piece of white and tender skin that had been drenched by water drops...

Ye Fan looked at it for more than ten minutes, and the thought that came to his mind was ultimately just this one word!

He was truly worthy of being an international queen, a big star. He would usually meticulously take care of every inch of his skin.

Moreover, due to the relationship between exercise and training, the speed and agility of this body could not be compared with an ordinary woman.

Ye Fan felt a wave of nervousness in his heart, could it be that he was discovered? With his level of concealment, that shouldn't be the case ….

Furthermore, if Ling Yuwei had discovered that he was watching, she would have reacted in a very intense manner and not be so quiet.

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a bath milk.

As a result, Ye Fan swallowed his saliva and continued to admire her. He wished that he was right by her side, cleaning every part of her body...

After watching for over ten minutes, he finally saw Ling Yuwei leave the bathroom.

Ye Fan looked at the woman's departing figure, her slender waist, and her plump and round lower body. He really wanted to rush to the next room and seize this seductive beauty!

No way! Ye Fan slapped his forehead. This was his wife's best friend, not to mention a woman from the family, how could he be so casual?

If there really was something going on between her and Ling Yuwei, Su Qingxue would probably go berserk.

However, this night, not only did he need to train his body, but his heart would also need to continuously chant out mental incantations in order to restrain the impulsive flames …

The next morning, Ye Fan, who had not slept at all, took a shower.

He had not slept the entire night. Instead, he felt refreshed and hungry. After all, his movements had consumed too much of his energy.

This process was to remove the impurities in the body over and over again, removing some weak cells. The cells that could be left behind would be extremely outstanding, and they would also be infused with more and more of the energy of heaven and earth.

Of course, this way, Ye Fan's internal organs would also be strengthened, and the quality of his blood would also be improved.

Ye Fan was also purely trying to figure it out by himself. This kind of training method was something no one could teach him. It was his creation, so he could only take it step by step.

Fortunately, Ye Fan already had a foundation, and with the many battles he had fought, he was now confident that there shouldn't be any mistakes.

After changing into the Mount Shu Sect's light clothes, Ye Fan walked out of the room.

"Morning," the nearby door also opened at this moment. Ling Yuwei yawned and lazily greeted Ye Fan.

The woman's long hair was tied up behind her, and her loose clothes could not cover up the contours of her body. Her face was towards the sky, and she did not put on any makeup. However, her beauty was unmistakable.

When Ye Fan saw her, it was as if all of her clothes were gone, and he could directly see the wonderful scene inside.

"Hey, I was just saying good morning to you, why are you looking at me like that?" Ling Yuwei blinked.

Ling Yuwei said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "I know I look good, but you're my best friend's husband, so I don't look too good this way."

"Miss Ling, don't misunderstand, I just didn't expect that you would wake up so early." Ye Fan hurriedly said.

"A tour guide? Aren't you asking Jiang Xiaobai to bring me around? " Ye Fan was puzzled.

Ling Yuwei rolled her eyes. "Senior Jiang, that pig, just because he's already a third generation disciple, doesn't need to wake up early to practice his morning martial arts. He sleeps like a dead pig every day, what can you expect from him?"

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Sometimes, people have to accept their fate, how many people would put in great effort to practice their martial arts, but in their entire lives, they wouldn't even reach the Innate Realm.

Jiang Xiaobai was a lazy person, but because of his high talent, he was able to reach Perfection of the Body Refinement Realm at such a young age. This was a reality that one would have to face no matter how unconvinced they were.

When the two of them arrived at the dining area, Ling Qingfeng and Ling Bai were waiting there. This time, there weren't many people eating together.

At breakfast, Ling Qingfeng smiled and asked Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, are you satisfied with last night's accommodation?"

Ye Fan remembered what he saw last night, and immediately smiled and nodded, "Satisfied, I live quite well."

"Haha, it's good that you're satisfied, Mr. Ye. I, Shu Shan, have many people who practice martial arts. Some places are rather crude, so please don't mind it." Ling Qingfeng said.

Ye Fan expressed his understanding and thought to himself, I have to make you simple and crude, or else you wouldn't be able to keep those seams!

This was the place where the young disciples of Mount Shu practiced their sword skills for a long time. It seemed to be a great training ground with hundreds of disciples. The young ones were at most eight or nine years old while the older ones were at least twenty or thirty.

They were all disciples of Mount Shu's fourth generation. Some of them had ordinary cultivation levels of the third generation. As for the professors and instructors, they were disciples of the second generation.

Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiyi usually didn't have to come to see him every day. Today, they accompanied Ye Fan over, and the disciples at the scene respectfully greeted them.

Ye Fan had met Pan Yi before. Previously, in Hua Hai, this boorish fellow had even competed with him in terms of physical strength.

"Hehe, we're here to take a look at you, Mr. Ye. With you here, we should be guided by you," Ling Qingfeng said.

The second generation female disciple, Li Lihong, came over and said, "Teacher, Mr. Ye's cultivation is high, but he is not a swordsman. I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to guide our Mount Shu disciples."

Although everyone had seen Ye Fan's power, Ye Fan did not reveal his sword arts cultivation level. The only time was when he crippled Ye Feng, he slightly shot out a sword intent.