Ten minutes later, a refreshed Yang Fei returned to the living room with a smug expression.

After applying the antidote, the unbearable itch on his body finally stopped.

For Yang Fei, getting pranked by Liang Jiayi was undoubtedly a great humiliation for a man.

However, managing to turn the tables with his shameless spirit was something worth boasting about.

The blush on Liang Jiayi's face had not yet faded.

Seeing Yang Fei's triumphant look.

She spat and said resentfully, "Shameless."

Yang Fei laughed heartily and lazily sat down opposite Liang Jiayi, his smile irritatingly smug.

He looked at Liang Jiayi with a mischievous grin.

"Jiayi, I really didn't expect you to be a hacker."

"Not bad, you've got some skills. How about calling me 'good brother'?"

"Yang Fei, do you have a death wish?"

Liang Jiayi was utterly exasperated by this rascal.

She gritted her teeth and said.

Yang Fei noticed that her hands were behind her back, clearly holding something.

He sneaked a glance and was startled.

Damn, a pepper spray!

It seemed that this girl had invited him to be her temporary boyfriend, but she wasn't completely without precautions.

Yang Fei immediately stood up and moved away from Liang Jiayi.

However, he wasn't planning on letting her off so easily.

"I don't have a death wish, but after what you did to Brother Fei, shouldn't you apologize?"

Thinking about the unbearable itch earlier, Yang Fei's teeth itched with resentment.

"Hmph, I won't apologize. Who told you to bully me?"

Liang Jiayi snorted, staring fiercely at Yang Fei.

She looked like she was ready to fend off a thief.

Yang Fei chuckled, his fingers slowly unfastening his belt, pretending to panic.

"No apology, huh? Oh dear, my belt broke!"

"Oh no, my pants are about to fall!"

Damn, this jerk! How could he even think of such a shameless move!

Liang Jiayi almost fainted in anger.

She was both furious and panicked.

After all, Liang Jiayi was just an inexperienced girl.

How could she stand up to a seasoned wolf like Yang Fei?

Liang Jiayi was completely defeated by Yang Fei's shamelessness.

Seeing Yang Fei's loose pants, ready to fall at any moment.

She had no choice but to swallow her pride and say, "Brother Fei, I was wrong earlier. Please forgive me."

"Hmm, good attitude. How about calling me 'good brother'?"

Yang Fei enjoyed the moment, playfully saying.

"You..."

Liang Jiayi's eyes widened, seemingly about to get angry again.

But under the threat of Yang Fei's pants, she finally obediently called him "good brother."

"Haha, how about calling 'good husband'?"

Yang Fei, getting what he wanted, pushed his luck even further.

"Yang Fei, don't push it. I've had enough."

This time, Liang Jiayi finally snapped.

In her life, when had she ever been so lowly?

Everyone in the circle knew that although Liang Jiayi appeared gentle and intellectual, she was a cunning and ruthless Little Witch.

She wasn't some easily bullied little sheep.

Without another word, Yang Fei pulled down his pants with a swift motion.

"Ah, you jerk!"

Liang Jiayi screamed in fright.

Like a startled Little Deer, she dashed into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

In the living room, Yang Fei chuckled, spreading his hands with an innocent look.

It turned out this guy was wearing two pairs of pajama pants, one taken off while the other remained securely in place.

Liang Jiayi was scared out of her wits, hiding in her bedroom.

She locked the door from the inside and dragged the bedside table to block the door.

She panted nervously.

This bastard man was going to scare her to death.

"What if he breaks in and attacks me?"

"What if he has malicious intentions and tries to assault me?"

...

It was undeniable that Liang Jiayi indeed had a good impression of Yang Fei.

Although this guy was roguish and maddeningly bad, when he got serious, he was more sincere than any man.

And when he was adorable, he was more adorable than any man.

He was the unrestrained wind, the wild cloud, the turbulent wave.

He was also the calm lake, the gentle spring rain.

With a man like this, you could never know what he would do next.

Nor could you guess what he was thinking.

Perhaps, Sister Ying's assessment of him was the most accurate. He was a woman's opium, full of temptation yet carrying lethal danger.

However, only a man like this was the most terrifying.

Liang Jiayi's mind was in chaos, not knowing what she was thinking.

For a long time, it remained quiet outside the bedroom.

Liang Jiayi thought of Yang Fei's pure and warm eyes, and her heart calmed down a bit.

She tightly gripped the pepper spray, moved the bedside table away, and slowly opened the door a crack.

The chandelier in the living room was off, only the wall light emitted a dim yellow glow.

Yang Fei was lying slanted on the sofa, eyes closed, lightly snoring.

This guy had actually fallen asleep.

His clothes were neatly worn, with a thin blanket covering his stomach.

His face looked serene and pure, like a baby.

Liang Jiayi felt relieved and couldn't help but take a closer look at Yang Fei's face.

Liang Jiayi found that this guy, annoying to death when awake, was surprisingly attractive when asleep.

She had never seen a man sleep so quietly and... so good-looking.

Just then, Yang Fei seemed to have a nightmare, furrowing his brow.

His teeth ground against each other; his fists clenched tightly as if trying to grasp something.

The muscles on his face bulged from the tension, looking not frightening but full of despair, pain, and sorrow.

Liang Jiayi's heart also became troubled.

She stared at Yang Fei's anguished face, feeling quite sympathetic.

This seemingly playful and carefree man, what kind of pain and sorrow was he hiding in his heart?

The tragic defeat of the Evil Dragon Squad, the sacrifice of comrades.

Only this man would be the most heartbroken, right?

Liang Jiayi's heart turned soft like egg whites, light and fluffy.

She found a thick quilt from the wardrobe, covering Yang Fei with it, then turned off the wall light.

The entire room darkened.

Early the next morning, Yang Fei got up.

He was used to early rising, practicing his fist technique with the rising sun.

After days of training, Tiger Thorn had gained immense power, achieving Great Achievement.

Without exaggeration, this Flying Pounce had become Yang Fei's strongest Finishing Move currently.

Since it was his strongest Finishing Move, it couldn't be performed casually.

Even when dueling the Eldest Senior Brother of Xuan Ying Pavilion, Yang Fei didn't use it unless it was a life-or-death situation.

Downstairs, the lush grass and the misty Jingshui River in the distance painted a picture of an Immortal Realm.

Such picturesque scenery brought peace to one's heart and mind.

Yang Fei finished his fist technique and took a deep breath.

He thought to himself, "This Xue Mingtai really knows how to enjoy life."

At this moment, an old man hunched over, slowly walked toward him from a distance.

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