Ye Fan was not doing something evil as she imagined, but was doing acupuncture for Zhao Ling'er.

Knowing that she had misunderstood Ye Fan, Xiao Yunrong had a hint of guilt in her eyes and quickly stepped aside, not daring to disturb Ye Fan's treatment.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan flicked his hands and used Qi to control the needles. All the silver needles buzzed and swayed, and invisible internal energy poured into Zhao Ling'er's body, stimulating her meridians and nerves.

“Swish swish swish!”

After that, dozens of silver needles flew back to Ye Fan's hand at the same time. He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to wipe the big beads of sweat on his forehead, and sighed:

"Phew... finally done!"

Seeing the sweat on Ye Fan's body, Xiao Yunrong next to her was even more moved. She quickly came over and asked with concern: "Xiao Fan, what's wrong with Ling'er? What's wrong with her body?"

"Ahem..."

Ye Fan coughed dryly and looked embarrassed. There was no way he could tell Xiao Yunrong that your cousin asked me to help her Fengyue Xiong!

"Sister Yun Rong, you should ask Linger yourself about this! If there is nothing else, I will go back and rest first!"

With that said, Ye Fan turned around and left Zhao Ling'er's room as if he was running away.

…

A night of silence.

At around seven o'clock the next morning, Ye Fan got up and went downstairs to do morning exercises in the courtyard of the villa.

"Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Suddenly, there was a doorbell ringing at the door.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and didn't think much, so he walked over and opened the door.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome young man appeared in Ye Fan's sight.

He was about 25 or 6 years old, with fair skin and a noble air between his brows, looking like a handsome young man.

And those long and narrow peach blossom eyes represent his endless love for women.

There is no doubt that many girls will pursue him.

On his body, he was wearing a luxurious white suit, well-tailored, and it looked like it was made by a master. The Vacheron Constantin watch on his left wrist was even more valuable.

What is even more eye-catching is that at this moment he is holding a large bouquet of roses, fiery red and coquettish, with as many as ninety-nine, symbolizing eternity.

However, after seeing Ye Fan, the smile on the young handsome man's face froze instantly, and his narrow eyes showed a very complicated expression——

Shocked! Angry! Hostile!

"Boy, who are you and why are you at my girlfriend's house?" The man said with a ferocious face and gnashing teeth.

girlfriend?!

Hearing this title, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, as if he thought of something, looked at the other person and asked in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!