Love Affair 110

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Youth
In a small southern town, the deep forests outside the town were pitch black at night.
Strangely, in such a technologically advanced society, this place seemed untouched by humankind.
Even the world's highest peak had been conquered by humans multiple times.
The mountains weren't high, but the forests were dense, and the night mist added to their mystique.
Waist-high grass swayed in the breeze, like a chaotic dance of demons.
An unbelievable figure appeared in such a terrifying place.
It was an 18-year-old youth, with sword-like eyebrows, a resolute gaze, a straight nose, and thin lips.
At this moment, a halo of shimmering white light seemed to emanate from him, faintly illuminating the surrounding scenery.
The youth in the light frowned, his gaze searching for something.
"Master said to nurture things in the most yin-heavy place in the mountains. This... it's all Ghost-Seeing Grass, it should be around here
."
The boy muttered to himself, his left hand constantly fidgeting. Seeing no results, he sighed, made
a strange hand seal, rubbed it against his eyes, and a strange blue light emanated from them.
The boy looked around, then his gaze quickly settled, and he leaped towards his target.
This leap was astonishing.
The boy's leg muscles bulged like a rapidly running cheetah, brimming with explosive power. His
high leap covered a distance of about twenty meters.
In mid-air, he straightened his waist and leaped another ten meters diagonally upwards.
And that wasn't all. He spread his arms like a large bird in mid-air, landing gracefully on the ground.
The blue light in his eyes swept left and right, then he squatted down and flipped over a five-meter square stone panel, revealing
a bronze door on the ground.
The boy dispelled the blue light in his eyes, closed them tightly, and grinned, his face contorted in a grimace.
"My skill is still insufficient; the consumption of the Spiritual Eye is too great."
Sitting on the ground to compose himself, the young man opened the bronze door, revealing a crude secret passage.
Following the chilling aura emanating from the passage, the young man slowly stepped inside.
The passage wasn't deep before reaching a platform. The young man looked around and stopped before an altar.
He made hand seals again, and as beams of blue spiritual light penetrated, the altar slowly rotated, and the scene inside the cave
strangely changed.
Bronze lamps and pillars, along with strange candlesticks, exuded an ancient charm.
A figure slowly appeared on the altar, with white hair, a youthful face, a long beard, and long eyebrows.
Upon seeing the figure, the boy hurriedly knelt on the ground,
saying, "Master, please." The figure, however, showed no reaction, continuing, "My disciple, you have awakened this formation,
thus entering the path of cultivation. You were abandoned in the wild as an infant, and I found you by chance. I never imagined you possessed such extraordinary physique, truly
the only choice to inherit our sect's legacy. The ways of Heaven are unpredictable, and fate is wondrous. I lack the talent to carry on the sect's
glory , and now my lifespan is nearing its end. I can only pass on this sacred ground of our sect to you. Within it lies our sect's supreme cultivation method; I hope
you will diligently study it. For decades, I prevented you from entering the mortal world, forcing you day and night to solidify your foundation. Now that you have
entered the gate , after studying the cultivation method, you may enter the mortal world. My disciple, remember, the cycle of Heaven cannot be defied. Never use extraordinary abilities
to disregard the principles of Heaven. Recklessly using immortal techniques to harm mortals will be met with Heaven's wrath. Remember, remember."
After speaking these words, the old man's figure vanished.
The young man respectfully kowtowed three more times on the ground.
He sat before the altar, listening to the ethereal sounds floating around him, and fell into meditation… Lin Fengyu had already
cultivated to the peak of the second level of the Yin-Yang Great Art, only one step away from entering the third level. His current cultivation even
surpassed his master's.
His master said that the sect was now reduced to a single lineage of Lin Fengyu, and for hundreds of years no disciple had achieved profound cultivation.
He himself only knew the cultivation incantations for the first and second levels of the sect's techniques, and his cultivation had only
reached the middle of the second level before stagnation. His understanding of this supreme technique was not even at the entry level.
When the sect showed signs of decline, the powerful figures, to ensure the continuity of the lineage, set up these sect
secret chambers , which could only be activated using the sect's techniques.
Unfortunately, by his master's generation, many of these secret chambers had been buried deep in the mountains and forests.
His master only knew of two places, and before his death, he told Lin Fengyu that only after cultivating the Yin-Yang Great Art to the peak of the second level
could he come here to open the secret chambers and study the more profound techniques.
Lin Fengyu was immersed in the memories and insights of the third, fourth, and fifth levels of the cultivation method, only leaving
the cave .
With a bewildered expression, Lin Fengyu was somewhat speechless about the sect.
He had been inexplicably led into cultivation by his master; he was just an orphan, and surviving was already
a blessing .
Under his master's guidance, the first and second levels of the cultivation method were simply routine meditation and qi cultivation. His master said
he had high talent and cultivated quickly, but Lin Fengyu didn't feel anything special.
Now, having received the sect's inheritance, he learned that the sect was called the Yin-Yang Sect, and the cultivation method was called the Yin-Yang Great Method.
The techniques of the first and second levels were nothing special, as ordinary as commonplace.
The third level, the Yin-Yang Great Method, was just the beginning. The opening lines were: "Cultivating immortality cultivates oneself; men have Yang and women have Yin,
though all people possess them, each is different. The sect's cultivation method is to cultivate one's own original Yin and Yang."
Then, recalling the blush-inducing dual cultivation scenes in the cultivation method, Lin Fengyu, an 18-year-old virgin,
felt a surge of unease.
The cultivation of the Yin-Yang Great Art is somewhat different from others. The first chapter of the third level of the mental cultivation method
can be practiced by cultivators who have reached the peak of the second level, and it is also a necessary method to advance to the third level.
Thinking that he needed to engage in Yin-Yang dual cultivation with a woman possessing a Yin body to break through, Lin Fengyu felt a headache coming on.
Where was he going to find a woman with a Yin body? Was he supposed to stop someone he liked on the street and say, "Miss, hello,
may I check if you possess Yin meridians?" Wouldn't he get slapped to death?
Fortunately, the mental cultivation method also included a part for individual cultivation, so he didn't need to think about dual cultivation for the time being; he could focus on completing
the individual cultivation part first.
Back home, Lin Fengyu took stock of the items he had taken from the sect's forbidden area: two storage bags that could
hold a lot of things, three bottles of pills, a Yin-Yang Pill Classic, several records of cultivation experiences written by powerful figures in the sect,
a few inconspicuous magical artifacts (Lin Fengyu hadn't tested their power), and some food radiating abundant
spiritual energy, which he usually kept in storage bags to isolate himself from the world and prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out.
After calming himself down, Lin Fengyu packed his belongings and went to the bank to withdraw the several hundred thousand yuan his master had left him.
Yuan put the money in his storage bag and boarded the train to the provincial capital.
A few days later was the day to register for university.
Because most of Lin Fengyu's energy was focused on cultivation by his master, his grades at school
were not good, and he barely got into a second-rate university.
As an orphan, he went home after work every day and did not interact with anyone, so he had no friends.
He used to wonder why his master wanted him to go to school if he wanted him to cultivate well.
Now he understood that this was his master's way of preparing him for his future worldly cultivation.
The Yin Yang Sect was known as an ancient sect and once reigned supreme. Now, only he remained as its sole heir. Lin Fengyu
decided follow his master's example and keep a low profile.
The gate of Tiannan University was very impressive.
Lin Fengyu registered according to the procedure and settled into his dormitory.
After waiting a few more days, he went to his class to attend the freshman orientation.
◆Chapter 02: The Housing Incident
Lin Fengyu had already made up his mind that the dormitory was not suitable for him, and it was inconvenient for daily cultivation.
After the class meeting, I'll rent a place. I don't have much money, and I don't know how to make money, so I'll be
frugal. Just having my own single room is enough.
The freshman orientation was held in the auditorium. The school leaders' speeches were completely devoid of substance, nothing more than welcomes and
hopes.
Lin Fengyu waited boredly for the freshman orientation to end, then went to the school's faculty dormitory area to find a suitable
place.
Following the rental advertisement posted at the entrance, he went downstairs, confirmed the location was correct, and headed up the stairs to the fifth floor.
It was still during working hours, so there weren't many people in the area.
When Lin Fengyu reached the third floor, he found the door to the apartment by the stairwell open, and heard angry shouting and crying coming from inside
.
"Are you even human? Are you even human?"
the girl's voice was particularly angry.
Lin Fengyu frowned, lowered his head, and prepared to walk over. It was someone else's family matter, and he couldn't do anything about it.
Just as he reached the door, he heard the little girl scream, seemingly frightened.
Immediately afterward, a man shoved the little girl aside, yelling, "
What right do you have to speak about your parents' affairs? Get out of here, or I'll beat you to death!"
The girl lost her balance from the shove, and the man, his face contorted with rage, continued his attack, slapping her hard across the face
. The girl let out a muffled cry and stumbled towards Lin Fengyu, who was standing by the door.
Lin Fengyu sighed, helplessly grabbing the girl's forearm and deftly twisting her wrist to steady her
.
Then, a woman rushed out of the door, shouting, "Why did you hit your daughter, you bastard!"
She shoved the man aside and tried to grab the girl.
Lin Fengyu was stunned. He recognized this woman from the freshman orientation.
She was Qin Bing, the associate professor of economics at the university. What was going on? Before Qin Bing could grab the girl,
the man grabbed her long hair, pulling her head back as she lunged forward, her long, slender
neck curving into a cruel yet beautiful arc.
This man was too ruthless.
With such a fierce pull, Qin Bing was rushing forward, and with the two forces clashing, it was inevitable that her neck would be injured,
and it wouldn't be surprising if her throat and other organs were damaged.
Lin Fengyu couldn't bear to watch any longer. He slightly shifted his body around Qin Bing, flicked the man's wrist, and the man's
arm went numb, causing him to unconsciously release Qin Bing's hair.
Then, Lin Fengyu's palm covered Qin Bing's neck. Qin Bing, who was almost unable to breathe from the pull, felt
a warm breath seep into her body, an indescribable comfort.
Opening her eyes, she saw a young man gently massaging her neck... Seeing that
Qin Bing had regained her breath, Lin Fengyu released his palm and helped her up, bowing respectfully: "Teacher Qin, I am
Lin Fengyu, a freshman in the School of Management. I've met you before."
Qin Bing felt ashamed that the students at the school knew about her family's shameful past, and was also very grateful for Lin Fengyu's help
.
"Thank you, Lin..."
Qin Bing hadn't finished speaking when the man yelled again, "None of your business! Roll it, or I'll beat you up!"
Lin Fengyu was completely enraged this time, his cold gaze sweeping over the man.
Sometime later, another man in sunglasses appeared behind the first man, seemingly having just come out of the room; Lin
Fengyu .
The man in sunglasses glared at Lin Fengyu for a moment, then said coldly, "So you're a trained fighter. However, this
isn't your business, kid."
Another outsider? Lin Fengyu had been raised by his master since childhood, and his respect for his teacher was
much stronger .
Things had already escalated to this point; he couldn't just ignore it.
Recalling the times he'd traveled the world with his master during summer and winter vacations, occasionally standing up for the weak, he casually uttered his master's
favorite : "There is righteousness in the world; if you encounter it, you can't ignore it."
"Haha, righteousness in the world, good, good."
The man in sunglasses snorted, then suddenly charged out like lightning. Before his left fist could even land, his right leg
delivered a powerful whip kick aimed at Lin Fengyu's chest.
Lin Fengyu had considerable experience in magical combat, but this was his first time fighting.
The man in sunglasses was clearly not a cultivator; he couldn't use magic against him, and he hadn't expected the man to attack so suddenly.
For a moment, he was stunned, and by the time he reacted, the whip kick had already struck his chest.
In the midst of the chaos, Lin Fengyu slightly shifted his body.
But it was too late. The man in sunglasses' whip kick landed solidly on his chest, the force
of which sent Lin Fengyu tumbling down the stairs.
The man in sunglasses was secretly shocked. As one of the city's top fighters, he had incredibly rich combat experience.
This roundhouse kick, though seemingly ordinary, was virtually unavoidable in the confined space of the stairwell.
The young man before him, barely a teenager, managed to deflect the force by sidestepping. Even more astonishingly
, as the kick landed, Lin Fengyu's chest caved in, further reducing the impact.
And that wasn't all. Just as he was tumbling through the air and about to land, Lin Fengyu braced himself with his left hand, executing
a beautiful somersault and landing steadily on the ground.
Qin Bing cried out in alarm, rushing down the stairwell to support Lin Fengyu. Turning around, she stood in front of him, saying, "
Don't lay a hand on my student! I'll go with you!"
At that moment, the previously seemingly frail Teacher Qin's expression hardened.
The girl also ran down, tears still glistening in her eyes, but she stood even more resolutely in front of Qin Bing, ready
to fight anyone who dared to approach.
Lin Fengyu felt somewhat ashamed. He, a self-proclaimed genius cultivator, had actually been kicked
down , and now he needed two frail women to protect him. He felt a pang of embarrassment.
He gently pushed Qin Bing and the little girl aside: "Teacher Qin, I'm fine. I can't interfere in your family matters, but
this is between him and me."
He smiled back at them, then coldly looked at the man in sunglasses, raised his chin, and signaled that he was about to make his move.
The man in sunglasses looked solemn, confidently taking advantage of his position above the stairs.
The astonishing skill the young man had displayed earlier was something he couldn't afford to underestimate.
Recalling the astonishing response of Lin Fengyu after he kicked him, and his current nonchalant demeanor, the man in sunglasses
felt he had met his match.
Lin Fengyu leaped across the stairs, rising steadily in the air to be level with the man in sunglasses.
The man in sunglasses was startled, but his experience was invaluable. Though panicked, he remained calm. Seeing Lin Fengyu still in the air
, he seized the opportunity and launched another roundhouse kick at Lin Fengyu.
Lin Fengyu, still in mid-air, easily reached out and pressed down on the man's leg, using
the momentum to launch himself again, flipping over the man's head. Without turning back, he kicked the man
in the back.
With lightning speed, Lin Fengyu displayed astonishing skill. The man in sunglasses lost his
balance , feeling a sudden gust of wind behind him, and without thinking, lunged downwards down the stairs.
Just as he lunged forward, Lin Fengyu's foot arrived, striking him squarely in the back, sending the man flying down
the stairs .
True to his reputation as one of the top fighters in the provincial capital, the man in sunglasses braced himself with his hands to reduce the force of his fall, then braced
himself firmly on the ground.
Lin Fengyu didn't pursue, but instead looked down coldly at the man in sunglasses. Although he hadn't used his full strength in this attack,
he admired the man's response.
He had kicked the man down the stairs, and although he was a bit disheveled, he hadn't injured him.
However, he was quite pleased to have encountered a master in his first fight, and to have his opponent tumble down the stairs on his first attack.
The man in sunglasses lowered his head in silence, assessing their strength. He realized he
couldn't . In just a few simple exchanges, he had used his full strength, while Lin Fengyu seemed to be handling it with ease.
After figuring this out, the man in sunglasses cupped his hands towards Lin Fengyu: "Young brother, your skills are extraordinary. I am no match for you.
I'll show mercy today and retaliate another day."
With that, he suddenly flipped over and jumped off the third floor.
The man who had attacked Qin Bing earlier stood awkwardly after the man in sunglasses left. For some reason, he
gritted his teeth and said to Lin Fengyu, "Your business is done, you can leave. I have family matters to attend to."
Seeing Qin Bing and the little girl glaring at the man, Lin Fengyu smiled and said, "That's none of my business. Do as you
please ."
He ignored the man and instead said to Qin Bing, "Teacher Qin, little girl, let me see your injuries."
His tone was clearly an invitation to try and hurt her again.
The little girl, now very excited, ignored her swollen cheek and skipped over to Lin Fengyu:
"What little girl? I'm your Teacher Qin's daughter, Ning Nan. You can call me junior sister."
Passing the man, she spat again, "Scumbag."
Then she went back to her room.
The man was about to get angry when he saw Lin Fengyu looking at him with a half-smile. He gritted his teeth and said, "You wait, kid."
Then he went downstairs on his own.
Qin Bing looked at the man with a complicated expression, sighed, and walked to Lin Fengyu's side, saying, "Lin,
thank you so much for today."
Lin Fengyu shook his head, staring at Qin Bing's neck with narrowed eyes.
Qin Bing knew he was checking her injuries, but she still blushed... "Teacher Qin, if you don't mind,
I can treat your injuries,"
Lin Fengyu said, turning his gaze away and feigning composure.
The female teacher in front of him was 40 years old, and she was very well-maintained, with fair and delicate skin, and the slight wrinkles only added to her
mature charm.
Now that things were over, Lin Fengyu realized that Qin Bing was truly a beauty, with eyebrows like distant mountains, a small nose, and eyes that, though
not large extremely alluring, and a pair of full and tempting lips.
Although she was wearing loungewear, which was quite revealing, it was rather loose, and from his elevated position, Lin Fengyu still
caught a glimpse of her ample bosom—not large, but firm, yes, very firm.
"I'm fine, can you check on Nan'er for me?" Qin Bing felt a pang of embarrassment, remembering
the . But then she thought of her daughter's swollen face from the slap, and quickly asked her
student for help. Lin Fengyu nodded and walked into Qin Bing's house without ceremony. The house was messy;
there had been , and the lamp and teacups that should have been on the table were overturned on the floor. Ning Nan
was cleaning up her injuries, ignoring the pain on her face.
Qin Bing poured Lin Fengyu a glass of water and said, "Nan Nan, come quickly and let Lin Fengyu take a look. He knows how to heal."
Ning Nan retorted irritably, "Haven't I been beaten by that scumbag enough since I was little? What's this? Humph, Mom, you're
so useless, all you do is let her bully you."
Qin Bing was speechless, tears welling in her eyes. Lin Fengyu stood there dumbfounded; his
almost hadn't had much contact with people. Ning Nan and her master were like father and son. Although her master loved
her he was always very authoritative, and she was always respectful. How come this mother and daughter were the opposite? The mother
was weak, and the daughter was fierce... Ning Nan turned around and saw Lin Fengyu looking very embarrassed and helpless. She stopped what
she and stood up: "Senior brother, thank you so much for today. Otherwise, I don't know
how badly my weak mother would have been bullied."
After saying that, she pulled Lin Fengyu to sit on the sofa and turned to the side to show her swollen face: "Master senior brother,
my face is so swollen that I can't show my face to anyone. Do you have a solution?" At this, Lin Fengyu perked up. He stared at Ning Nan's
face and his heart clenched again. The man from earlier must have been Ning Nan's father; his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he
was unremarkable in appearance . Ning Nan, however, resembled her mother. This mother and daughter were truly a pair of beautiful flowers. Ning Nan had large eyes, a straight nose,
and lips as full and alluring as her mother's. What was even more puzzling was that, from the side, this girl in her early teens had breasts that
were significantly larger than her mother's… Composing himself,
Lin Fengyu said, "It might sting a little, just bear with it." He then extended two fingers and…
He gently massaged Ning Nan's swollen cheek. His healing magic wouldn't harm mortals, and Lin Fengyu wasn't afraid of
divine retribution, but he couldn't reveal it. He had to use common medical techniques to conceal his magic.
Ning Nan felt a sharp pain on her face, followed by warmth and then coolness. The burning
pain quickly subsided, leaving a comfortable numbness. "That's enough. Junior Sister, it's best to apply a cold compress."
This minor injury was nothing to Lin Fengyu, but not wanting his methods to be too shocking,
he decided to let Ning Nan wait two hours for the
swelling to subside. Just as he finished treating Ning Nan, there was a loud banging on the door. The person knocking seemed very nervous.
Qin Bing looked through the peephole and opened the door.
A woman entered, and Qin Bing introduced her, "Lin, this is my sister, Qin Wei. Weiwei, this is
Lin Fengyu, a classmate from our school."
Lin Fengyu stood up and greeted her, "Hello, Auntie."
Qin Wei, looking flustered, simply nodded at him, not wanting to say much since there was a stranger present.
Ning Nan, however, knew the whole story and frankly explained what had happened.
Lin Fengyu then learned that the man from earlier was named Ning Tao, and he was indeed Qin Bing's husband.
Ning Tao had a volatile temper and a poor relationship with Qin Bing.
Three years ago, Ning Tao's business failed, leaving him with a large debt to a powerful figure in the provincial capital, forcing him to divorce Qin Bing.
Three months ago, Ning Tao suddenly appeared at her door, initially speaking sweetly and gently, wanting to remarry Qin Bing. The seemingly
weak Qin Bing had already seen through Ning Tao's deception; though gentle, she was not without intelligence.
Once again, she feigned affection until Ning Tao was drunk, finally extracting the truth.
It turned out that the powerful figure had taken a liking to Qin Bing and offered Ning Tao a deal: Qin Bing for one night to settle a 1 million yuan debt.
Qin Bing was filled with shame and anger upon learning the truth, cursing Ning Tao for his shamelessness.
Seeing that soft tactics failed, Ning Tao resorted to force. The man in sunglasses, a bodyguard of a powerful figure, attempted to forcibly
take Qin Bing away.
Sensing the danger, Qin Bing quickly called the police while simultaneously summoning Qin Wei for help.
The man in sunglasses and Ning Tao seemed unconcerned and did not intervene.
The police had not yet arrived, and Qin Wei, who had rushed over, had only just arrived.
Seeing that she was a weak woman, she figured she couldn't be of much help. If it weren't for the chance encounter with Lin Fengyu, who knows
what might have happened today.
Lin Fengyu listened with a frown. Could there really be such a disgusting powerful figure and husband? How could they abduct an innocent woman in
broad daylight He felt it was fate that he had encountered such a situation,
and he couldn't ignore it.
His master had said that there was righteousness in the world.
While pondering this, Qin Wei, a woman of principle, looked at Lin Fengyu with some doubt, seemingly
unconvinced of his abilities.
Qin Wei calmed herself down and thanked Lin Fengyu first, then asked, "Lin, what a coincidence that you're
here ."
Qin Bing also had this question; why was a newly enrolled student in the dormitory area?
"I don't want to live in the dormitory; I want to rent a place. I was originally going to the fifth floor,"
Lin Fengyu answered honestly.
"Why are you in such a hurry to rent a place as a freshman? Wouldn't it be better to spend more time with your classmates?"
Qin Bing also asked.
Lin Fengyu didn't want to say something too unbelievable like it was for the convenience of cultivation, nor did he want to lie to his
teacher, so he simply said, "I have my own reasons. I'm sorry, it's really inconvenient to say."
Qin Bing didn't press further, but Qin Wei interjected, "Since you're going to rent a place, why not rent from your teacher Qin's place
? There's a room that's been empty for a long time, and you two have the chance to meet. It's too much trouble to look for a place elsewhere,
isn't it?"
Regardless of whether she believed Lin Fengyu's skills, there was no doubt that this student had helped her out of a predicament today.
This showed that he was definitely a person with a sense of justice and responsibility.
Moreover, today's events have already dragged Lin Fengyu into it. Knowing that the powerful figure behind Ning Tao wouldn't let things go
so easily , having such a man at home would definitely be beneficial.
Lin Fengyu hesitated for a moment, then thought it wasn't a bad idea: "Teacher Qin, can I rent a room from you?
I don't have any bad habits, and I'll definitely pay the rent on time."
Before Qin Bing could speak, Qin Wei laughed: "Okay, okay, it's settled then.
How about 400 yuan a month for rent? My sister's cooking skills are amazing, you're in for a treat."
Qin Bing gave Qin Wei a reproachful look and said, "Lin, thank you so much for today.
I'm very happy you'd like to stay here. Don't worry about rent; if you don't mind, just stay here."
She had witnessed Lin Fengyu's amazing skills firsthand, and out of fear of Ning Tao, she genuinely hoped Lin Fengyu
would stay here.
As for whether that powerful figure might use more drastic measures, or whether it might involve Lin Fengyu, how could a simple teacher who had taught at the school
for many years panic?
"That's settled then," Ning Nan said happily, showing Lin Fengyu the vacant room.
The house wasn't new, but it was very clean, and the place where the two beauties lived had a faint, feminine fragrance.
Lin Fengyu's room was about 10 square meters, formerly a study, and fully equipped with a desk,
a small bed, a wardrobe, and air conditioning.
Lin Fengyu nodded in satisfaction. Seeing that the mother and daughter's mood had improved, he prepared to say goodbye, saying he would move in a few days
after packing his things.
Qin Wei jumped up when she heard that he would have to wait a few more days to move in: "Lin, go pack your things now! I
happen to have a car to help you move so you don't have to bother. Come on, come on, I'll go with you. Sis, why don't you quickly
prepare lunch and properly thank Lin?"
Lin Fengyu scratched his head; he didn't know how to refuse people, and then he thought that moving in sooner wouldn't be a problem
. "Okay, thank you, Auntie."
Qin Wei's car was nice, an Audi A4L that was very suitable for women, and the interior was decorated in a feminine style.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Fengyu's keen sense of smell detected a faint, subtle fragrance.
Coming from the Yin-Yang Sect, he quickly recognized it as the unique scent of a virgin.
He glanced at Qin Wei with some surprise. This woman only vaguely resembled his sister; her eyes
were noticeably larger than Qin Bing's alluring eyes, her lips thinner, her nose more prominent yet smaller, and there was always a
faint .
Beneath her shirt, her breasts were prominently displayed… Sensing Lin Fengyu's somewhat strange gaze, Qin Wei gave
him a reproachful glare.
Realizing his lapse in composure, Lin Fengyu quickly looked ahead, unsure how to handle the situation. He could only
pretend he knew nothing, feeling annoyed by his lack of social experience.
He quickly packed his things and returned to Qin Bing's house in Qin Wei's car.
As soon as he entered, he smelled the aroma from earlier.
Lin Fengyu took a pleasant breath, wondering how Ning Tao could not cherish such a good wife.
After carrying his luggage to the room, Qin Bing, wearing an apron, also came in: "Little Lin is here? You unpack first
and see if you need anything, then tell Teacher Qin and I'll get it. Make yourself at home, don't be shy. We'll have
lunch ."
"Alright, Mom, stop nagging. Can't you see I'm helping my senior brother pack? Hurry up and cook, we're all
hungry."
Ning Nan helped Lin Fengyu arrange his books and other things while urging Qin Bing to hurry up and cook.
Qin Bing tapped Ning Nan's head with her finger: "You're so greedy. Hurry up and help your senior brother pack."
She turned and went back into the kitchen.
As she turned, her skirt fluttered, causing Lin Fengyu, who had lacked maternal love since childhood, to feel a momentary daze. The phrase "virtuous wife and loving mother"
popped .
Then, for some inexplicable reason, he remembered a sentence he had seen just a few days ago: "Capable in the living room and the kitchen."
As for what followed, it made him blush.

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