?35: 035: Xiao Ya fled in panic 35: 035: Xiao Ya fled in panic Thankfully, Qing Wan didn’t see, or I’d have no face to show around, that damn fool.

    Tossing her underwear aside, she trampled it a few more times while still angry.

    Tang Feng was sweating bullets, dealing with Sister Xiao Ya really was like having unresolved grievances from past lives; whatever he feared would happen always did.

    This stupid leg.

    Tang Feng fiercely hit himself, appearing very depressed.

    “What’s wrong?

    You all are acting weird,” Mu Qingwan said after cleaning up and sitting in front of Tang Feng.

    Her uniquely fragrant scent calmed Tang Feng down.

    He reached out an arm and let Mu Qingwan rest on his shoulder.

    “Tired, huh?

    You really shouldn’t have to do these things,” Tang Feng realized that caring for a woman was an art, and he still had much to learn.

    “Men work outside, women manage inside, it’s only right, Xiao Feng.

    Am I being too selfish, though?

    I shouldn’t have these thoughts about you.” Whenever Mu Qingwan thought about how much she demanded from Tang Feng, her heart ached deeply because of their age difference.

    She didn’t want people pointing at her behind her back, laughing.

    Tang Feng couldn’t bear it, but she didn’t mind herself.

    Glancing upstairs and seeing no movement, Tang Feng then lifted Mu Qingwan’s delicate face; he wanted to show her through his actions that in his eyes, age was just a joke.

    Speaking of which, he was several thousand years old already.

    Feeling Tang Feng’s love for her, Mu Qingwan felt a warm current surge through her heart.

    She gently tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and indulged in the blissful exploration.

    She was very inexperienced; kissing had only happened for the second time, but this time she let go a lot more.

    Since she had decided to be Tang Feng’s woman, she put all her reservations aside.

    Seeing the two of them lost in the moment, Xiao Ya, who was just about to go downstairs, immediately stopped and hid to the side, incessantly swearing at Tang Feng.

    “I knew it was like inviting a wolf into the house, but they wouldn’t believe me.

    Damn it, taking advantage of me and Qing Wan, what is this guy trying to do?

    Have it all?”

    No way, she couldn’t let him succeed.

    “Ahem!”

    Xiao Ya couldn’t stand it anymore; waiting longer didn’t seem to make them part, as if the feeling was truly that great.

    Qing Wan had even forgotten her own surname.

    Hearing the noise, Tang Feng was unfazed, but Mu Qingwan couldn’t handle it; no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn’t just act that way in front of her sisters.

    She hastily made excuses to shower and rushed upstairs.

    At the stairwell, Xiao Ya glared at her fiercely.

    “Little vixen, be careful or you’ll bite off more than you can chew.”

    “Get lost,” Mu Qingwan almost tripped, helplessly rolling her eyes at Xiao Ya.

    “Sister Ya, looking good,” Tang Feng chuckled.

    “Laugh your head off, tell me, what was going on just now?” Xiao Ya looked fierce, but a blush swept across her face.

    “What happened?”

    “Stop playing dumb, who was fidgeting under the table?” Xiao Ya was so angry she was grinding her teeth.

    “Not me, I’m not sure what Sister Ya is referring to,” Tang Feng feigned innocence, stubborn as a pig not scared of scalding.

    He, of course, couldn’t admit it; seeing Xiao Ya’s expression, it seemed like she wanted to flay him alive, and he wasn’t that foolish.

    She knew Tang Feng would deny it, no problem, she had her ways.

    “Tang Feng, are you even a man?

    Own up to what you do.”

    Tang Feng just smiled and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

    Xiao Ya fell with a thud, felt something, and then sprang up and stepped back, pointing at Tang Feng but unable to speak.

    “Don’t be angry, I was just defending your words from earlier,” Tang Feng chuckled.

    “You’re shameless, letting you live here was definitely a mistake.

    I’ll definitely kick you out, hmph!” Xiao Ya didn’t dare linger because her legs were weak from speaking insincerely.

    The sitting just now almost cost her her life.

    She and this guy were truly at odds, furious and resentful with no solution in sight.

    She couldn’t beat him,

    and to make matters worse, he didn’t even consider her important—absolutely infuriating.

    No way, walking away like this would only fulfill his wishes.

    “Sister Xiao Ya, actually, the incident outside the cemetery was an accident.

    Please don’t hold it against me all the time,” Tang Feng said.

    “Humph!

    That was an accident, what about this time?

    An accident as well?” Xiao Ya said angrily.

    “Alright, since you’ve figured it out, there’s nothing much I can say.

    What can I do when I have feelings for you?” Tang Feng sighed.

    “What, what did you say!” Xiao Ya’s heart raced upon hearing his words.

    “Sister Xiao Ya, I’m actually attracted by your beauty, and your heroic charm has completely enchanted me.

    Why don’t you give me a chance?” Tang Feng said, gazing steadily at Xiao Ya.

    Her face flushed a lovely shade of red.

    “Nonsense!” Xiao Ya’s breathing hastened, appearing quite unnatural.

    Men had confessed to her, but none were as straightforward as Tang Feng, which made the impact rather overwhelming.

    “My actions just now should make it clear to you, Sister Xiao Ya.

    If I were not interested in you, my body wouldn’t have reacted at all,” Tang Feng said earnestly.

    But his words were too direct, and Xiao Ya couldn’t take it anymore.

    She stood up, dropped a “how boring,” and rushed upstairs.

    “How is this boring?

    Is liking you also a mistake?

    Sister Ya, don’t go, I’ll peel an apple for you.” After Tang Feng finished speaking, Xiao Ya walked even faster.

    She needn’t have been so scared; Tang Feng was speechless.

    Just then, the phone rang and he picked it up.

    “You little rascal, are you alright?”

    “Auntie, I’m fine.

    You’ve made it home, right?

    Remember to tell me if anything comes up in the future; don’t try to handle everything yourself, okay?” Tang Feng’s thoughts turned to Murong Qinglan, and he immediately softened.

    “Uh-huh, I’m fine now.

    Baldy and his crew didn’t give you trouble, did they?” Murong Qinglan had just managed to make a call, and hearing Tang Feng’s voice relaxed her completely.

    “It’s all been taken care of.

    How about you?” Tang Feng asked.

    “She let me go.

    As long as you’re okay, that’s what matters.

    Are...are you coming back tonight?” It was only after this crisis that Murong Qinglan realized how important Tang Feng was to her.

    “Auntie, I won’t be coming back tonight; I’ll come see you tomorrow.”

    “No need, I’ll wait for you at the school gate tomorrow afternoon.

    Your studies are important,” Murong Qinglan always thought of Tang Feng first.

    This made him feel an urge to rush to Murong Qinglan’s side.

    In the end, he resisted.

    What could he do if he went?

    Ah, this identity is sometimes really harmful.

    “Xiao Feng, we are going to bed.

    You should rest early too,” came Mu Qingwan’s voice from upstairs.

    Tang Feng shook his head helplessly; he had hoped to take a little advantage later, but that seemed like a vain hope now.

    With beauty before him, however, he could only look.

    Upon returning to his room, he sat down cross-legged and resumed his cultivation; ever since the day he began, Tang Feng hadn’t missed a day of cultivation unless something came up.

    Waking up in the morning, the drizzly rain lingered, and Xiao Ya had gone out early, as usual, always seeming busy.

    Mu Qingwan got up early too, but she was preparing breakfast; today, as always, she looked neatly beautiful, emitting a mature aura that made Tang Feng lose interest in cultivation.

    He tiptoed toward the kitchen, but his plan was nonetheless interrupted when Yao Xin, who had been absent for a few days, appeared, looking exceptionally tired.

    Without a word, she dragged Tang Feng into his room.

    “Do you have any medicine for relieving fatigue?

    Give me one, I’m dead tired,” Yao Xin demanded in her usual entitled manner, leaving Tang Feng dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.