Maybe it was because she had just had a shower in the morning that Song Hongyan's skin was white and tender and had a seductive pink.
The fragrance on the body is even more than before, and every move is enough to make you feel sensual.
Moreover, the lonely man and widowed woman live together in the same room, Ye Fan is both intoxicated and nervous.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the sweat oozing from Ye Fan's forehead, Song Hongyan smiled and turned around, and took a towel to wipe Ye Fan.
After wiping, she hooked Ye Fan's neck and opened her red lips lightly:
“Is it very hot?”
He breathed like orchids, and Ye Fan's mind suddenly became blank.
He held the woman down.
"Oh, no, it's broad daylight..."
Seeing this, Song Hongyan hummed a few times, looking panicked but not resisting, but slowly closed her beautiful eyes.
Ye Fan was about to come up, but Yu Guang caught a pair of big eyes at the bathroom door.
Blink and blink.
Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and kicked open the glass door in the bathroom.
With a whoosh, Nangong Youyou jumped away like a monkey, holding the chandelier in the room and looking down.
She spoke innocently: "Doctor Ye, why are you doing it?"
Seeing that it was Nangong Youyou, Ye Fan said angrily: "Why are you doing here sneakily?"
He felt relieved, but he felt a little annoyed.
What a beautiful and beautiful morning, it was destroyed by the little girl.
"Tsk, I see you are not in the room. I'm worried that something will happen to you, so I follow your breath."
Nangong Youyou smiled and said, "As a bodyguard, you should do your duty."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "You see it now, I'm fine, you can leave now."
He thought about continuing with Song Hongyan.
"That's not possible, the personal bodyguard cannot be more than ten meters away."
Nangong Youyou spoke seriously, and at the same time reached out to touch her belly.
The stomach is rumbling.
The little girl looked at Ye Fan and said that you knew what you knew.
Ye Fan saw her at first glance: "What do you want to eat?"
Nangong Youyou opened her mouth wide: "Did my intention be so obvious?"
Song Hongyan put on her clothes and smiled: "Youyou is hungry? OK, I'll go cook, you can wait a moment."
She held Ye Fan and walked out of the bathroom with a smile:
"Okay, don't be upset, the future is long, let's go and cook."
"Otherwise, parents will get up later and take the kitchen away."
She has not let Shen Biqin cook these days, making up for the lack of Jin Zhilin these days.
"Sister Yan is the best, and Sister Yan is the most beautiful."
Nangong Youyou was very happy: "Unlike some people, they only think about their own happiness and completely ignore the blooming flowers of their motherland."
Ye Fan glared at Nangong Youyou. If he could not beat the little girl, he would probably beat the other party.
Then he followed Song Hongyan to the kitchen to cook.
Soon, Song Hongyan became busy in the kitchen.
She made the pastry quickly and put it into the steamer, and fryed a large pot of corn juice.
Then she fryed a large plate of eggs.
"I'll make another porridge."
Song Hongyan smiled at Ye Fan: "How about making a pot of peeled eggs and lean meat porridge?"
"Cooking so much, can you finish eating?"
Ye Fan looked at Song Hongyan in surprise, and the amount was almost twice that of usual.
"I'll finish eating, I'll finish eating."
Before Song Hongyan could respond, Nangong Youyou's urgent voice came from behind: "I promise to finish the meal."
Ye Fan couldn't help but slapped his head and forgot that this little witch existed.
He turned his head and looked at Nangong Youyou, holding the door frame, with a bright look at the snacks.
Ye Fan said angrily: "Do you want to put two more kilograms of rice?"
"well."
Nangong Youyou was extremely happy when she heard this: "Put more, I can finish it."
"Okay, Ye Fan, stop being funny!"
Song Hongyan pushed Ye Fan with her shoulder: "Go and get two spoonfuls of rice for me."
"rice?"
Ye Fan looked around the kitchen with a hint of hesitation.
Although he cooks with Song Hongyan every day, he always does things for Song Hongyan, and it is a bit stumping him wherever he puts things.
Before Ye Fan asked, Nangong Youyou shouted: "Cover to the east, count from top to bottom, the fourth box."
Ye Fan was stunned, looked at Nangong Youyou, opened the cabinet to the east, and found the rice.
"Ye Fan, take out the lean meat again."
Song Hongyan shouted while busy.
Nangong Youyou reminded Ye Fan again: "Refrigerator, second grid for zero-degree freshness."
Ye Fan stepped forward and opened the refrigerator, and indeed saw the lean meat Song Hongyan wanted.
Song Hongyan smiled again: "Get three more peeled eggs."
"preserved egg……"
Ye Fan opened his mouth and was about to ask where to put the Pidan, but he saw Nangong Youyou rushing over with a whistle.
She pushed Ye Fan away, found the peeled egg from the upper layer of the refrigerator, and handed it to Song Hongyan.
"Sister Yan, do you need anything else? I'll get it for you."
Nangong Youyou suggested: "By the way, you can add some pork ribs to this porridge. The pork ribs porridge with skin and eggs are also delicious?"
Song Hongyan smiled dotingly: "Okay, put some ribs."
Nangong Youyou took out another box of ribs like a magic trick.
"You girl, you said you were my bodyguard, why do I feel like I'm here to eat all of me?"
Ye Fan reached out to grab her ear: "You know more about this kitchen than me, which shows that you have spent a lot of effort."
"Master said, knowing yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. I don't know how to protect you."
Nangong Youyou avoided Ye Fan's hand with a whistle, rushed into Song Hongyan's arms and laughed at Ye Fan:
"Also, I killed a bad guy for you last night."
"He was outside Jin Zhilin and pointed the gun at your head, and was destroyed by me and my soul."
"That thunder attack consumed most of my appetite, no, energy."
"What's wrong with killing a gunman and eating some rice for you?"
Nangong Youyou took credit with righteousness.
"Kill a bad guy?"
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan stopped moving almost at the same time.
The two looked at each other.
Then, Song Hongyan asked: "Where is that bad guy?"
“Jinshan Apartments can be seen in the backyard.”
Nangong Youyou pointed her fingers outside the yard, and her little face became a little more solemn:
"This bad guy is still very powerful. Not only does it hide it so hard to feel the breath, but he can also separate his soul and body."
"Unless you have great resentment, it will be difficult for ordinary people to leave their souls when they die, and they will only die with the stiffness of their bodies."
"But that bad guy, once his body dies, his soul will immediately withdraw, and he can condense and form and run away."
"If he runs away successfully, and there are experts who keep his soul warm, he will have the opportunity to revive the soul in the future."
"Of course, the premise is to have a master with excellent means, otherwise this soul will be unable to achieve success if it is broken."
"If you cannot convert the corpse and reincarnate, you will become a lonely ghost."
"Extremely miserable."
"It can be seen that this bad guy is not only not simple, but also has powerful masters or organizations behind it, otherwise it would be meaningless to separate the soul and body."
"But no matter how strong the other party is, it's good. The bad guy is now dead and he's gone."
"I also used the medicine to destroy his body, leaving no hair behind."
Nangong Youyou looked proud: "I am so powerful, can I add chicken legs at noon?"
Although what Nangong Youyou said was very fantasy, neither Ye Fan nor Song Hongyan, who had experienced the car accident in Xixi, had doubts.
Ye Fanxun adjusted his mind and asked, "Where is the gun in his hand? Do you have a cell phone?"
He wanted to find clues to the murderer.
"I hit my phone into powder with one blow."
Nangong Youyou felt a little embarrassed and scratched her head and responded:
"I also smashed the gun into a piece of iron and sold it to the scrap station for 40 yuan."
"Forty dollars, I bought two Orleans burgers at KFC and ate them all."
She also defended: "I wanted to leave one for you, but my mouth just didn't listen to me..."
Ye Fan gently tapped Nangong Youyou in the head: "A prodigal girl."
"Oh, by the way, there's something left."
Nangong Youyou took out a cross: "I thought this thing could be sold for some money, but no one wanted it."
Cross character?
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he reached out to take it over.
The workmanship of this cross character is almost the same as that of Tang Wangfan, but there is no such energy surge.
The cross characters in my hand are cold and lost their vitality.
Ye Fan flipped over again, his eyes fixed on the bottom of the word.
Se?
Ye Fan murmured: "Arthur? Could it be that Prince Vandans attacked me?"
Didn’t he invite the Eight-faced Buddha?
Song Hongyan also came over: "Vandans couldn't hold back so quickly? It shouldn't be..."
"This kind of sniping is indeed not like Vandans' style. He is more of a smile and hides his sword."
"But pretending to be a magician and powerful organization is consistent."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "It's a pity that the corpse was destroyed and the cell phone disappeared. There is no evidence, otherwise he would be able to drink a pot."
"Doctor Ye, is this cross useful to you?"
Seeing Ye Fan's expression, Nangong Youyou's eyes lit up.
Then she stretched out five little fingers: "Five buns!"
Ye Fan knocked Nangong Youyou's head, then rushed out of the kitchen and asked Song's bodyguard to check...