Evil Master and Disciple

Although there is no public information indicating that Yun Shuang'er is the most beautiful among the young disciples of this generation in Yunhai Sect.

But many disciples of the Yunhai Sect have already spread this matter.

As long as Yun Shuang'er can make it into the top ten in this internal test of the Yunhai Sect, the title of the most beautiful woman will basically be secured.

In the Yunhai Sect, eight out of ten young male disciples have this icy beauty as their ultimate goddess in their hearts.

However, Yun Shuang'er's personality was too cold and aloof, so those geniuses who claimed to be young heroes could only watch her from afar and could not get close to her.

Ye Feng is currently the only man who has entered Yun Shuang'er's boudoir.

Including when he was a child.

Apart from Ye Feng, no other man has ever set foot in this mysterious room that countless people yearn for.

If this matter were to get out, it would definitely cause a public opinion storm within the Yunhai Sect in a very short period of time.

Ye Feng is a worldly man, and he is also very curious about what Yun Shuang'er's boudoir looks like.

I have wondered countless times whether Yun Shuang'er would be like many beautiful girls in my previous life, glamorous in front of people but sloppy behind their backs, with bellybands and shoes everywhere in her boudoir?

After entering Yun Shuang'er's room, Ye Feng realized that he had overthought.

The area of ​​Yun Shuang'er's room is about the same as the bamboo house she built, about 40 square meters, which is considered a relatively large bamboo house in the entire Mozhuxuan.

Yun Shuang'er's room is tidy but not monotonous.

A bamboo bed, a screen, and a large bathtub are standard equipment for every disciple of the Yunhai Sect.

In addition, Yun Shuang'er also has a dressing table.

The dressing table was also made of bamboo, and was inlaid with a half-person-high glass mirror.

The colored glass in this world is very expensive, and most women use bronze mirrors. It can be seen that Yun Shuang'er not only has extremely high requirements for the quality of life, but also has a bulging purse around her waist and is not short of money.

On one side of the dressing table, there are four wardrobes that are more than one person tall. The wardrobes are also made of bamboo, but like the dressing table, the workmanship is extremely fine.

The monks have set up a layer of barrier magic array on the surface of the bamboo, which not only prevents insects and ants from gnawing on it, but also resists the corrosion of time. It can be used for hundreds of years without any problems, and it is fireproof and waterproof.

In addition, there is a bamboo bookshelf, a desk, a small bamboo round table, four bamboo stools, a bamboo lounge chair, and some beautiful potted flowers and plants.

There are also some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.

The most eye-catching thing is the picture of a girl admiring lotus that was snatched from Ye Feng.

The bedding on the bed in the boudoir was folded so neatly that it was almost as smooth as the tofu in the military camp.

The room was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Ye Feng didn't know much about fragrance, but he could feel that this fragrance was very pleasant and could calm people's hearts.

It has to be said that Yun Shuang'er's boudoir surpasses more than 99% of the disciples of Yunhai Sect. It is estimated that even the disciples of the master do not have interior decoration as luxurious as hers.

For other disciples and elders, having a large, worn wooden box in their room was considered good enough.

She actually has four wardrobes!

Seeing Ye Feng's eyes constantly darting around, Yun Shuang'er said, "This is my boudoir, why are you looking around?"

Ye Feng said, "Shuang'er, your boudoir seems to be very different from other girls' boudoirs."

"Oh, have you been into many girls' boudoirs?"

"No... no, of course not, I heard it from others." Ye Feng quickly argued.

He can show his evil side in front of others.

But in front of Yun Shuang'er, he only wanted to show his best side from the bottom of his heart. Even if he had to pretend, he had to pretend to be a gentleman.

"Oh, did you hear it from others?"

Yun Shuang'er suddenly stretched her head forward and stared into Ye Feng's eyes.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, until their cheeks were less than a foot apart, and Ye Feng could even smell the virgin fragrance emanating from Yun Shuang'er.

Ye Feng looked at Yun Shuang'er's cold eyes and felt guilty.

He said, "You...why are you getting so close? I'm not mentally prepared at all...at least treat me to a meal, a movie, or something..."

Ye Feng's servile appearance successfully aroused Yun Shuang'er's disgust.

Yun Shuang'er retracted her head and said slowly, "I also heard something."

Ye Feng asked, "What's the matter?"

"I heard that you publicly confessed your love for Senior Sister Shangguan at Yunhai Pavilion at the foot of the mountain yesterday. Not only did you kiss her in broad daylight, you also wrote two poems for her..."

"rumor!"

"Really?" Yun Shuang'er turned around, picked up two pieces of paper from the desk and handed them to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took it. The words on it were very delicate and elegant, and were thousands of times more beautiful than the words in his turtle-like poem.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, I will never forget..."

He looked at another page.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking……"

Seeing Ye Feng speechless, Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "Do these two poems look familiar?"

Ye Feng immediately shook his head and said, "What a piece of crap, I've never even heard of it. Who wrote it?"

Yun Shuang'er said coldly, "You still want to quibble? There were quite a few people present at the time."

Ye Feng scratched his head and said, "Okay, I admit that I wrote these two poems. The situation was very dangerous at the time. Shangguan Lan and her cousin wanted to have sex with me, and I had no choice. In desperation, I could only try any possible means. I just made up a few random lines and then took the opportunity to escape."

Yun Shuang'er stared at Ye Feng quietly with bright and cold eyes. After Ye Feng finished speaking, the corners of her stern mouth gradually relaxed a little.

She said, "Oh, so you don't like Senior Sister Shangguan?"

"It would be a lie to say I don't like her. Senior Sister Shangguan is gentle and beautiful, with fair skin and a great figure... Any normal man would like her.

However, it's completely impossible for Senior Sister Shangguan and I to have a fight. You know the grudge between us. Three months ago, she even ran to the bamboo forest and tried to have sex with me. Fortunately, you showed up and fought her off."

"It seems you really like her."

"Hey, Shuang'er, did you hear what I just said? I was blocked by Senior Sister Shangguan and Senior Brother Qin Han at the time, and this was the only way to escape."

Ye Feng continued to quibble.

San Zhier, who was lying on Ye Feng's head, kept shifting his gaze back and forth between the two of them.

The little green guy was a little confused.

One doesn't know why he cares so much about this.

One doesn't know why he should explain this to the other.

The scene seemed a little awkward for a moment.

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "There are many ways to escape, why do you want to write a poem? Two poems at that.

We've known each other for so long, and I've saved you so many times, yet you've never composed a song for me."

Ye Feng said: "Who said there weren't any? I wrote so many poems in front of you."

"It's different. It's not just for me..."

Yun Shuang'er suddenly shut up when she said this.

She finally realized that her attitude towards Ye Feng today was very wrong.

Why am I angry?

Why do you care so much?

Ye Feng also came to his senses.

Looking at Yun Shuang'er's originally fair cheeks, a faint blush appeared.

He shuddered, grinned, and said, "Shuang'er, why do you care so much about me writing poems for Senior Sister Shangguan? Why do you care about me kissing Senior Sister Shangguan? Are you...?"

"Get lost! Don't talk nonsense! I didn't do that!"

Ye Feng shrugged and said, "There is no best. I am the wind, and the wind is free. I might pass by a girl, ruffle her hair, and bring her a moment of coolness and joy.

But I am not destined to stay with a girl forever.

Because once the wind stops, you die..."

Ye Feng pretended to be deep and deliberately turned his head slightly, facing Yun Shuang'er with his side face, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a melancholy look in his eyes.

Fortunately, he now looks like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen. If he were a handsome uncle with a stubble on his face, his melancholy eyes would probably be able to charm all the girls in the village.

Yun Shuang'er looked at it in a daze.

She didn't seem to expect that Ye Feng had such a melancholy side.

There seemed to be little stars in those cold eyes...

But Ye Feng can never be handsome for more than three seconds.

Just when Yun Shuang'er's female hormones were about to explode, Ye Feng suddenly turned around and grinned, "Shuang'er, how was my performance just now? Was it okay? I imitated Chen Daoming..."

The slight fondness that Yun Shuang'er had just developed for him disappeared in an instant when she saw Ye Feng's obscene smile and frivolous eyes.

She took a few deep breaths and said, "Why are you looking for me instead of trying to provoke Senior Sister Shangguan's heart?"

Ye Feng pointed at the painting of a girl admiring lotus flowers hanging on the wall and said, "I came here for this painting. You didn't feed the girl in the painting with your blood."

Yun Shuang'er frowned, shook her head slightly, and said, "Who do you think I am? Of course not."

Ye Feng quickly said, "That's good, Shuang'er, please return this painting to me. Of course, I want this painting, and it's definitely not for any relationship..."

"It's not for something vulgar? Then why do you want the spiritual painting?" Yun Shuang'er obviously didn't believe Ye Feng's nonsense.

Ye Feng's eyes turned and he said, "I want the spiritual painting as a tribute to my master, to my master!

You know what kind of person I, Ye Feng, am. I'm upright and incorruptible. But my master is not like that. He's a pervert. He goes down the mountain every now and then to have sex with women. The last time he was gone, he was gone for three years.

Now he has only brought back one illegitimate daughter, but God knows how many illegitimate children he has outside.

Master is old now, and it's not appropriate for him to go down the mountain and visit brothels all day. Not only will he be covered in prostitutes, but it will also affect his reputation.

I figured it would be better for Master to have sex with a female ghost on the mountain than to have him go down the mountain to visit a brothel. So I shamelessly came to you today to see if I could get this spiritual painting back."

Ye Feng did not reveal the owner of this spiritual painting, but it was most likely a girl from heaven.

If Yun Shuang'er knew this secret, it would be even more impossible for her to return the spiritual painting.

Brothers are meant to be betrayed.

The master is used to take the blame.

Ye Feng pushed the lustful fat master out without hesitation.

He looked so sincere that even Yun Shuang'er was almost moved by the boy's filial piety.