Green mountains, green water, medicinal fields, huts.

The small world in the Qiankun Bracelet is as simple and fresh as ever.

This small world is not divided by day and night. Although time is passing, it cannot be distinguished by the naked eye. If you stay for a long time, you will easily lose the concept of time.

That's what Han Qingyue is like.

It has been three days since she was forcibly taken into the small world by Yu Fan from Mara Airport.

Three days are not long, and they are not short.

In addition to learning basic practice knowledge, she also completed her first practice and first casting of spells, and had a considerable understanding of the world of immortal cultivators.

Now, she had just finished her third meditation practice and was walking into the cabin, planning to take a nap and replenish her energy.

At this time, with a light click, the wooden door of the wooden house was pushed open.

Han Qingyue just thought that she hadn't closed the door properly, so she subconsciously turned around.

Unexpectedly, she turned around and met Yu Fan who was pushing the door in.

"Ah...you, Xiaofan...why are you here!"

Yu Fan appeared so suddenly that she was not mentally prepared at all. She was shocked and fell back half a step back, almost falling next to the wooden couch.

Yu Fan was in a little complicated mood. He walked to the small table, pulled over the only wooden bench and sat down, and replied, "Come and see you."

"Look at me?"

Han Qingyue was a little restrained, her hands were entangled, and she didn't dare to sit or go forward. Rushui's eyes looked at Yu Fan with a little vigilant look, "You... why did you come in secret? Why didn't Senior King of the Great Banyan Tree stop you?"

She remembered clearly that she had asked for the senior several times, and if Yu Fan came, she would stop him, and she didn't want to see this brother-in-law again.

Yu Fan was funny, but because of his mood, he didn't laugh out loud. He just looked at her and asked, "Why do you stop me? I will not hurt you, nor will I bully you, nor will I insult you. Is there anything bad for you compared to your adoptive father's family? Why don't you want to see me?"

Han Qingyue was speechless after a series of questions.

Her ten fingers were entangled with each other, and her knuckles were pinched to the point of being white.

After a while, he replied, "Xiaofan, you... you are very nice to me, but... it's because you are so nice to me that I'm a little scared, I... I dare not accept it."

"Oh……"

Yu Fan shook his head slightly.

He took a casual move and took the tea set from the cabinet next to him, attracted a stream from the clear stream outside and put it in the teapot, and ignited the spell flames to burn it.

In just half a minute, I made a pot of hot tea.

"Come and have a cup of tea and chat." He pointed to the empty seat next to the table, and a piece of it raised out of thin air on the ground and turned into a second stool.

Han Qingyue opened her watery eyes wide and looked at his series of magical operations, and was amazed.

She is now considered a formal cultivator, and she knows how far away these things Yu Fan has done to her understatement.

With a bit of timidity, she moved over and sat gently beside her.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

Yu Fan carried the small pot and poured her a cup of hot fragrant tea, saying, "Tell me... how should we get along with each other."

"We're together?"

Han Qingyue didn't go to clink the cup, but just handed him the inquiring gaze.

There are no outsiders here, and Yu Fan does not intend to beat around the bush.

He took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I am quite conflicted about this matter. I was so anxious when I saw you in danger a few days ago, and I almost started killing and broke into a bad situation. Later, after thinking about it, I realized that I had developed some love for you at some time... I knew this was something I shouldn't have, but it did happen. So... it's necessary to think of countermeasures."

Han Qingyue's heart trembled. When she heard him say something he liked, she felt dizzy and her breathing became much more rapid.

"This, this..."

She dodged her eyes, lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Yu Fan. She pinched the fabric of the skirt with both hands and kneaded it into a ball.

After a while, he replied in a trembling voice: "Since you know it shouldn't be there, forget it." Then he lowered his head deeper to hide the sadness in his heart.

"You've misunderstood."

Yu Fan's tone was still very calm.

He touched his cup with Han Qingyue's cup, toasted a cup with tea instead of wine, and shook his head and said, "If what I want is to forget, then why are you here to do? Let you follow your predecessors and practice hard until you forget the past thousands of years later."

"Then what do you mean?" Han Qingyue raised her head slightly and looked at him in confusion.

Yu Fan held his elbow on the table, poured the cup of tea into his mouth, and sighed.

"It's a contradiction."

He shook his head and said distressedly: "I don't want to violate human ethics, nor do I want to see you lonely and lonely. I already have a beautiful jade woman around me, but I can't let go of my nameless sister-in-law in my heart. I want to do whatever I want like a monk who is evil, but I can't ignore the worldly eyes after all. Tell me, what should I do?"

Yu Fan looked at Han Qingyue.

The latter looked surprised and opened his mouth in a daze.

"You...you know?"

She heard it very clearly, and Yu Fan kept saying the four words "name but not reality"!

Two months of marriage, it is in name but not truth. This was the thing she once refused to mention, for fear of being ridiculed.

But now when she heard Yu Fan talk, she felt a little secretly happy in her heart.

Even my heartbeat has accelerated a little.

"Brother said it in his suicide note." Yu Fan replied simply.

He did not specifically talk about the content of the suicide note, but said, "He asked me to take care of you and was not allowed to leave the Yu family."

"oh……"

Han Qingyue responded reluctantly, not knowing how to take on his words.

His cheeks were inexplicably flushed, and his chest was also pounding wildly.

"Don't you help me think of a solution?" Yu Fan asked her, with a wry smile on her face, "If you hadn't kissed me in the hotel, I wouldn't have thought so much. You would have accounted for 60% of this responsibility. You should always give me some guidance, right?"

There is no one around, so he is not so restrained in speaking. He says whatever he thinks, and he doesn't need to worry about being heard and becoming a laughing stock.

But Han Qingyue is not as arrogant as him.

Hearing this, he immediately recalled his impulsive behavior in the hotel.

Ear Genzi immediately turned red and lowered his head and said, "I was...I didn't... meant to..."

"Don't talk about these useless things." Yu Fan shook his head, saying that he didn't want to listen to her explanation.

He pulled her over and asked seriously: "Tell me, what kind of result do you want? I don't know how to choose, I can only look at you."

"Why……"

Han Qingyue was not careful for a moment and was pulled to his arms by Yu Fan.

A smell of alcohol came to my nose.

Only then did she realize that Yu Fan came to find her after drinking too much.

My heart immediately became much more stable and I thought to myself, "He is just drunk, I'll just do it for a while."
Chapter completed!