The night was chilly and silent!

Ye Feng lay on the sofa, constantly practicing his Nameless Technique.

He could clearly feel the energy inside his body becoming more and more magnificent, and his body was nourished by this strange energy to an extreme strength, as if there were inexhaustible forces within him!

However, around three o'clock in the morning, Ye Feng was suddenly awakened by a burst of painful cries!

Ye Feng had exceptional hearing; the voice seemed like someone talking in their sleep, yet it was also a cry of pain, coming from Wen Lan's bedroom.

At that moment, Ye Feng paused slightly and then immediately got off the sofa and walked towards Wen Lan's bedroom.

When Ye Feng entered Wen Lan's bedroom, he saw Wen Lan wrapped tightly in a cotton-silk quilt, shivering all over, her pretty face pale as paper, her lips quivering slightly with a slight shade of purple, as if she was extremely cold.

And at this moment, Wen Lan's consciousness seemed somewhat muddled and groggy; she kept moaning in pain, as if her body was in extreme agony.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng was startled and hurriedly turned on the light, then quickly stepped forward to check on her.

"She has a fever..."

Ye Feng felt Wen Lan's forehead was burning hot, and his eyebrows furrowed.

A cold and fever is a condition produced by germs entering the body through pores and the mouth and nose, which was not difficult for Ye Feng to cure.

Immediately, Ye Feng placed his palm on Wen Lan's Hall of Impression and Heavenly Court acupuncture points and started to massage them gently. His movements were gentle, and in just a moment, he softened the pained expression on Wen Lan's beautiful face.

Next, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and lifted the lightweight cotton-silk quilt.

Underneath the quilt, a charming, snow-white body was revealed, with curves that were enchanting and captivating!

Wen Lan wasn't wearing her pyjamas; her upper body was covered by a blue-purple bra, the profound cleavage squeezed together, its deep ravine highlighted with a hint of snowy white, making one's heart pound.

And her flat abdomen, as smooth as a mirror, was slim and delicate, without a hint of excess flesh, and enticingly graspable.

Ye Feng felt a surge of heat in his eyes, right now Wen Lan was like a sleeping demoness, her whole body emitting a soul-enticing, alluring charm.

Ye Feng shook his head vigorously, casting away all the scattered thoughts from his mind, and then his hand moved slowly over the acupoints of Wen Lan's Guanmen, Shiguan, and Shangqu, massaging gently.

The softness and smoothness under his hand felt like he wasn't touching skin but silk.

Ye Feng forcefully steadied his mind, his fingers massaging and kneading through the three acupoints in a bizarre manner. In just a brief moment, he stopped Wen Lan's body from trembling, she no longer appeared to be cold, and her tender body relaxed completely.

Relieved by this turn of events, just as Ye Feng was about to rise, he found his arm was tightly grasped by Wen Lan.

Wen Lan's beautiful eyes were closed tightly, and there was a peaceful expression on her face as she held onto his arm and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Feng tried to pull his arm away a few times, wanting to free it, but Wen Lan held on tight, as if his arm allowed her to sleep more soundly and sweetly.

Seeing Wen Lan holding his arm, her face a picture of relaxed ease, Ye Feng didn't have the heart to pull away and could only lie down slowly on the other side of the bed, allowing Wen Lan to rest with her head on his arm.

Wen Lan's bed was very small, just a single bed that was perfectly sized for one person. Now with the two of them lying together, it seemed somewhat crowded.

In her sleep, Wen Lan seemed to sense the warmth and softness of Ye Feng's body next to her. She shifted to a more comfortable position, pressing her body against Ye Feng, especially that patch of snowy white at her chest which was now directly pressed against Ye Feng's arm.

Ye Feng smiled wryly. Wen Lan, like a temptress, was an irresistible force for any man, especially now with her wearing only her underwear, radiating a soul-stirring allure.

Ye Feng could only observe his nose with his eyes and observe his heart with his nose, as he ran the Nameless Technique in his mind to distract himself.

But things did not go as he wished; just as he was about to practice the Nameless Technique, a soft bundle squeezed into his embrace.

Now, Wen Lan's pretty face was pressed against his chest, and her slender, fine legs were against his abdomen. She wrapped around Ye Feng the whole, like an octopus entangling him tightly.

Ye Feng felt like a large cushion, held tight by Wen Lan, the warmth and softness making it a bit hard for him to breathe.

...

As the warm morning sunlight cascaded over Wen Lan's face, her delicate brows furrowed slightly and her beautiful eyes slowly opened with a squint.

"So comfortable..."

Wen Lan stretched out languidly; she felt that she had slept deeply and soundly the night before, never having experienced such restfulness. It was as if she had been sleeping against a warm chest.

"Wonder if that cucumber has woken up yet?"

After stretching, Wen Lan muttered to herself.

But it was at this moment that she realized something was amiss—something seemed to be pressing against her buttocks.

Hmm?

Wen Lan's brows deepened with concern, a bad premonition slowly dawning on her. She suddenly turned around and her mind seemed to explode.

"You..."

Her eyes widened in shock as she saw Ye Feng on the other side of the bed, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, anger, urgency, and outrage!

Ye Feng wore a bitter smile. He had wanted to sneak out of bed when he sensed Wen Lan was about to wake, but he didn't expect her to come around so quickly.

"Don't... don't panic. You had a fever last night, I cured you, and then you slept with me!"

Ye Feng hurriedly explained as he saw Wen Lan looking like she was about to explode.

Hearing this, Wen Lan's brows knit together. In her memory, there had indeed been a vague and painful sensation the night before.

But how could she possibly have slept with this scoundrel!

Especially seeing Ye Feng wrapped in her bath towel, with something bulging beneath it, appearing as if it was about to burst through the sky, she felt the utmost humiliation and rage.

"Pervert!"

Wen Lan's face flushed crimson as she quickly pulled a quilt over herself.

"Tell me! Did you do something to me last night..."

Wen Lan glared at him with wide eyes, staring intently at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was extremely embarrassed; he had indeed done nothing improper the previous night, simply checking on her physical condition.

But of course, Ye Feng would never admit to such a thing, and instead replied with a dry laugh:

"I really didn't do anything to you. Do you actually want me to do something to you?"

"Who wants you to do anything to me!"

Wen Lan glared fiercely at Ye Feng, then her gaze involuntarily swept over Ye Feng's lower half. Her face turned red in an instant, like a bright red cloth, blushing and radiant.

Only then did she realize why he wanted her to get a larger size of Ye Feng, because his Ye Feng...

Tch! What am I thinking!

Upon realizing her thoughts, Wen Lan felt even more embarrassed and angry. After spitting disdainfully, she was about to question Ye Feng again.

However, just at that moment, the doorbell rang.

"Lanlan, are you home?" A voice came from the doorway, belonging to a man.

At the sound of the voice, Wen Lan's brows furrowed deeply and disgust appeared in her eyes. She stopped questioning Ye Feng and quickly began to dress.

Watching Wen Lan dress as if she was guarding against a wolf, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"The ancients did not deceive me; indeed, a woman does not recognize the man she has just pulled up her pants in front of!"

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