Chapter 113: Rest

"Dissolve."

When the dissolution command was spoken from Yang Fan's mouth, a loud noise like thunder in front of the practice room suddenly rang out on an open space in front of the practice room. Without waiting for the former to say more, the people who had not seen the sunlight for three days immediately supported each other and scattered away.

Some people around who had originally planned to see the fun saw this scene, and a chill rose in their hearts for no reason. They no longer had the mood to join in the fun, and they all started to apply oil to the soles of their feet.

"Hey--"

Seeing this, Yang Fan had to laugh dryly. He had indeed made this group of people difficult these days, and it was a good idea to take a break, but this was a bit...

Still, we should continue to strengthen our training. Yang Fan stared at the figures of everyone leaving and thought silently.

If scholars and others knew what Yang Fan thought at the moment, they didn’t know if they would burst into tears and regret what they did just now.

After three days, others could take turns to rest, but Yang Fan never stopped for a moment. Even the iron man could not bear it.

He was very tired in his body, but for some reason he became very excited. Looking at the fireball hanging high in the sky, Yang Fan thought for a moment, got up and walked towards a relatively remote corner.

A rockery, three or two green trees, and flower beds all over the ground. The bright colors make it decorate here so that there is no trace of late autumn.

This is a small but very exquisite back garden. In the castle with a very compact overall layout, it is very rare to have a courtyard with a yard like this.

The stone gate in front of the courtyard was lightly closed. From the gap, you can see a graceful figure leaning against the stone window. Shui Ling's eyes looked into the distance. There was a trace of brightness occasionally in her lost eyes, but the wonderful curve that curled up the corner of her mouth was remembered.

"What are you thinking?"

The beautiful figure by the stone window felt his waist tightening, and his arms, which were not quite wide but very strong, tightly wrapped around his slim waist. He instinctively opened his rosy and fragrant lips, and was about to exclaim, but when he heard the familiar voice, he completely relaxed.

"Xiaowen, these days"

Before Yang Fan could finish his words, Xiaowen covered it with her delicate jade fingers, "No need to say, I understand that in this world full of crisis, everyone is fighting for tomorrow, I only hate me but I can't help."

During these three days, Yang Fan and others made such a big noise in the practice room. How could Xiaowen be unclear? Strength is the guarantee that everyone can survive in this world. When Yang Fan saved her that day, she thought very thoroughly.

During the days of living in the castle, she was so bored that she always thought about it. She couldn't figure out what kind of affection she had for this man who completely changed her life.

like?

Xiaowen will not deny this. The tall and handsome Yang Fan's every move does have a charm that makes a woman like, and He Xi's warm smile is even more fascinating, but the progress between them is indeed a little too fast, so fast that it always makes people feel unreal.

Repay kindness?

There should be a little factor.

More probably the confusion and helplessness towards the future. Yang Fan's appearance was like a straw. She was drowning in deep water and grabbed it without thinking.

Three different voices rang in her mind, unable to tell.

But, what does this matter?

Xiaowen likes life in the castle very much, and her compact and busy rhythm almost forgets the shadow of the end of the world.

Just looking at the hurried figures of others, I always couldn't get in like an outsider, which was not a good feeling.

"What are you thinking? It's easy to help. Hehe, as long as you serve me comfortably, everyone in the castle will thank you." The Keren in his arms was a little abnormal. Yang Fan's eyes turned, he glanced downwards, and looked down along the edge of his head. The dazzling spring light immediately gave him an idea.

His hands wandered around irregularly, and in conjunction with that bad tone, the love in his arms quickly understood what he was thinking.

"Stop making trouble, they are talking to you about serious matters." Xiaowen turned around and glared at the man angrily, pressed the man's back with her white and tender jade hands, preventing him from moving.

"What we are doing is also a serious matter." Seeing the persistence on Xiaowen's face with slanted eyes, Yang Fan had to whisper in a low voice, and his hands stopped.

Even so, seeing Xiaowen's unyielding action, Yang Fan screamed with great difficulty, looking at the other party with an innocent face.

"I want to find something to do. Do you have any good ideas?" Xiaowen was originally a soft outside and hard inside. Seeing that Yang Fan had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, her cheeks were bulging, and she didn't ask for the latter's consent, and went directly to the final stage to discuss the nature of her work.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly when he heard this, "When you work, you don't do anything the same, you can work at home, for example." Feeling that the little hands on your waist were becoming more and more forceful, Yang Fan hurriedly begged for mercy, not because he was afraid of pain, but because he was afraid of hurting the other party's fingers.

"There are many places in the castle that need to use people now, but most of them are some hard work. Besides, I don't have to feel sorry for you if you are tanned in the sun." I felt that my head was getting bigger, and Yang Fan looked thoughtful and said some simulating words, hoping to fool the other party first.

Xiaowen suddenly turned around, looked at Yang Fan with a tight pretty face for a while, and suddenly half-covered her red lips and smiled. A rare charm appeared on her rosy face, "Young Master, I'm talking about things very seriously, even if I do someone a favor."

"Oh, I'm afraid of you. You definitely can't do it with your hard work. And it's too inexperienced to do that for a top student like Miss Ye Wen who graduated from Yunnan University, so"

This is purely pleasing. In this environment, who cares about which famous university you graduated from? As long as you are in charge of food, such as those doctoral students and postdoctoral students who graduate from various famous universities can attract a lot of people in any large city you are guarding.

Xiaowen knew this naturally, and couldn't help but roll her eyes and continued to shake her arm.

Looking at the pair of shaking mountains and the touch of tenderness and water, Yang Fan shouted happily and squinted and said, "Well, I think there is a job that is more suitable for you. The scholar still lacks staff. You can try it for a while first. If it doesn't work, let's change it."

"Bo." Xiaowen, who had achieved her goal, left a red lips mark on Yang Fan's forehead, laughed twice, and her agile body turned around and was about to escape, but she was not careful that Yang Fan was ready, just like an eagle catching a chicken, spread her hands and rushed forward, holding her whole body in her arms.

"I still want to run away, but it's too late."

How could Yang Fan, who had been teased in his heart, let the other party leave? He hugged the restless body in his arms and walked towards the bed.
Chapter completed!