Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Time flies, and two months go by in a flash.

Yan Hao, who was forced by Han Jun to practice magic, was promoted from the third level of King Class to the ninth level of King Class, and was only one step away from the Emperor Class.

Han Jun took this opportunity to break through to the seventh level of the Nine Nether Ice Art, raising his cultivation to the ninth level of the Emperor Class, with only one step left to reach the Sect Master Class.

Not only did Yan Hao fail to achieve the goal he set, but he fell even further behind Han Yun. The gap of two major levels made him a little worried.

Oh, what should he do?

Her boyfriend tried too hard, which made him look mediocre. His cultivation had obviously improved rapidly, but he was still not as fast as Han Yun.

Which good person can advance as quickly as Han Jun?

Yan Hao, who was so sad that he couldn't even cry, gave up his lofty goal and decided to rely on his beauty to seduce Han Yun to kiss him.

Of course, he failed and succeeded again.

He finally succeeded in kissing Han Yun, but it was not by relying on her beauty but on her tears.

As for face, that is a thing and it can’t help him kiss his beautiful boyfriend.

The process of action is not important, the result is what matters.

He happily followed Han Jun to the elves, feeling very proud and triumphant all the way.

The accompanying Snow Demon tribe members were just the opposite of Yan Hao. They wanted to attack Yan Hao as soon as they saw him, because Yan Hao's boastful face was so hateful.

Ha! Isn't it just the favor of the young master? What is there for Yan Hao to be arrogant about?

Well! It is indeed worth being arrogant!

They also want to fall in love, but why doesn't anyone appreciate their excellence?

All the single members of the Snow Demon tribe, from the team leader to the participating team members, gritted their teeth in hatred and looked up at Yan Hao with extremely resentful eyes.

Damn Necromancer! I'll kill you if you laugh again!

Yan Hao ignored the resentful looks of the Snow Demon people and clung tightly to Han Jun's arm, sticking to the cold beauty like taffy.

"Hanjun, I want to eat fruit~"

Han Yun lowered her eyes to look at the fruit platter on the table, picked up a cherry and fed it to Yan Hao.

Yan Hao bit the bright red cherry, his eyes revealing flamboyant joy, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his black eyes were made particularly bright by the smile.

"The food you feed is really delicious."

"Hanjun, try one too!"

He picked up a cherry and fed it to Han Yun, watching Han Yun eating the cherry with puffed cheeks and smiling, and it felt like fireworks were exploding in his heart.

"…Do you think cherries are delicious?"

Han Jun nodded slightly, poking Yan Hao's raised eyes habitually, her eyes became softer, like a snow lotus growing in an ice field.

As his strength increased, the effect of the Nine Nether Ice Art on him also decreased.

Once he breaks through to the ninth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art, perhaps he will be able to get rid of his icy face, and even smiling won't be so difficult.

Yan Hao rubbed Han Yun's fingers with his face, his eyes revealing lingering affection.

"I know Hanjun likes me the most~"

He touched Han Yun's face, gently poked the corners of Han Yun's tightly pursed lips, and stared at that face with some anticipation, "When can you smile at me?"

Although the cold Han Yun was also very beautiful, he wanted to see what Han Yun looked like when she smiled.

Han Yun pulled down Yan Hao's finger, "Wait until I break through the ninth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art."

He condensed a small snowflake and looked at the snowflake full of coldness. "When this snowflake melts and turns into water droplets, then it will be time."

Snow melts into water, water melts into ice, and the cycle repeats!

This was the highest realm he needed to reach in the ninth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art.

Yan Hao stared at the little snowflake eagerly.

"But from the time I met you until now, it has always been a mimic of a little snowflake."

He had kissed Han Jun so many times, but the little snowflakes showed no signs of melting. He was so angry that he wanted to tear the little snowflakes apart and throw them away.

Han Yun put away her little snowflake with her backhand to stop her boyfriend from staring at it.

"The time is not right, please wait a little longer."

Yan Hao poked Han Yun's face angrily, and finally, out of anger, he bit Han Yun's lips with a "wow" and kissed the icy beauty fiercely.

"I think the timing is not right and the kiss is not enough."

He grabbed Han Yun's hand and returned to Yunzhou's cabin, continuing their daily activities of kissing and hugging.

If the snowflakes don’t melt, it must be because you haven’t kissed them enough!

From today on, he will be even clingier than before and stay by Han Yun's side every step of the way.