Wang Huanmi's voice was very charming, as if it could reach the depths of Wang Fan's soul, and her eyes were staring at Wang Fan, trying to see clearly all the changes in Wang Fan's expression. Pinshu
"Ah?" After Wang Fan heard this, he immediately felt at a loss. He lowered his head with a red face and said, "Yes, it is my honor to be appreciated by the fairy."
As he spoke, he also secretly glanced at King Huanmi's mature and delicate body. As his eyes became hot, his breathing also began to quicken slightly.
Wang Fan didn't seem to hear the words Gong Xiangheng said at all, "This is a pleasure for Mr. Wang, please don't be rude."
Gong Xiangheng couldn't help but have a headache watching this scene.
He did not expect that Wang Fan's concentration would be so poor, but he did not blame Wang Fan.
After all, he can't help but be obsessed with King Huanmi every time he sees him. If he hadn't reminded himself all the time, he might not even be able to control him.
King Huanmi had a sweet smile on his face, but he couldn't help but be confused in his heart.
Could it be that he really recognized the wrong person? This person was not the little monk who escaped from him back then?
However, if this person is not that little monk, why do I feel familiar with him?
But if this person is really that monk, why did his cultivation improve so quickly and change so much?
You know, that little monk was not affected by her charm at all.
If Wang Fan's previous performance was all pretending, then Wang Fan was a bit too terrible, and he was able to deceive her.
"Fairy, you see how bad it is to stand outside here. How about we go inside and sit down?" At this moment, Wang Fan spoke again.
At this time, he had completely ignored Gong Xiangheng's existence, as if King Huanmi was the only one left in the world.
And while he was talking, he couldn't help but secretly glance at King Huanmi again, twice, three or four times...
Gong Xiangheng groaned secretly in his heart, this guy is really fearless if he doesn't know anything.
He was really afraid that King Huanmi would be unhappy and slap Wang Fan to death, then it would be too late for him to cry.
King Huanmi looked at Wang Fan's performance and had no doubts at all.
She was already sure that Wang Fan was not the young monk back then. After all, the contrast between the two was so great.
She chuckled and said, "Let's go in and sit down next time. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. You have to perform well in the next game."
After saying that, she turned around and walked away. However, her mental strength was still staring at Wang Fan, checking the changes in Wang Fan's expression.
Wang Fan felt the mental power of King Huanmi, his expression remained calm on the surface, but he was sneering on the inside.
Grandpa, I have been in the secular world for so many years. I have learned nothing else, but my acting skills are still top-notch. If grandpa can let you, a bitch like you, see the clues, then my life will be in vain.
Wang Fan was thinking this in his heart, but his eyes were staring at the writhing body of King Huanmi unscrupulously, the fiery color was infinitely magnified, without any concealment.
King Huanmi noticed this scene, his expression flashed with disdain, he completely withdrew his mental power and stopped paying attention.
Originally, she planned to find an opportunity during these seven days to capture Wang Fan for questioning. For her, she would rather kill him than let him go.
It was only because Wang Fan had been huddled in his residence that she had the idea of opening the door.
This place is not like the outside. She would not attack Wang Fan easily here unless she had no choice, so she set out to test him.
The moment King Huanmi regained his mental power, Wang Fan finally couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief.
This damn thing is really too dangerous.
Gong Xiangheng glanced at Wang Fan depressedly, and then quickly chased after King Huanmi.
He didn't dare to offend this aunt, he had to treat her with courtesy, otherwise there would be endless trouble.
Wang Fan looked at the two people leaving and was about to enter the room, but at this moment, an angry voice suddenly came over.
"Old Gong Xiangheng, it's time for Wang Fan of Wushuang City to hand over the wooden sculpture of Ge Liangshen, right?"
Along with the sound, He Zhengren appeared from not far away, menacingly.
He was determined to get Ge Liang's wooden sculpture. Originally, he planned to capture Wang Fan and demand it by force if Wang Fan went out. However, Wang Fan was reluctant to go out, so he had no choice but to do so.
Anyway, he had completely offended Wang Fan and Gong Xiangheng, so naturally he was not afraid of offending him even more harshly. However, just after He Zhengren finished speaking, he saw King Huanmi next to Gong Xiangheng.
Looking at King Huanmi, his eyes were briefly absent-minded, and then he came to his senses completely. He said with a strange tone, "I asked you why you haven't gone out for so many days. It turns out that you have found a girl from Shuangxiulou to be romantic and happy."
Although He Zhengren is the lord of the city, he does not know King Huanmi.
As one of the three kings of the Sea of Demonic Abyss, King Huanmi is famous, but he rarely sets foot in the Dragon Ao Empire.
So even he only knew the name of King Huanmi, but he had never met King Huanmi himself.
When Gong Xiangheng listened to He Zhengren's words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a strange expression immediately appeared.
Wang Fan was also very amused and secretly mourned for He Zhengren. He dared to humiliate King Huanmi like this. He was really courageous.
"The lady from Shuangxiu Tower?" King Huanmi couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "You said, I am the lady from Shuangxiu Tower?"
She looked at He Zhengren like an ant. She looked calm on the outside, but she was already angry inside.