Traveled through time with my ex-boyfriend [Chang Tian]

【is it okay? 】

Ye Fan exchanged the last authority for a medicine, which not only exhausted the credit points accumulated by the king and the fat group, but also lost the qualification to bind with the king.

This means that the king no longer belongs to him and can no longer serve him.

For Ye Fan, it's all worth it.

This medicine can repair Li Yao's genes, so there is no need to worry about him suddenly "going crazy" one day, or unilaterally deciding to break up.

Li Yao closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed.

Ye Fan sat by the bed and looked at him steadily.

Perhaps it was because of the medicine, his face was very pale, his lips lost their color, his sharp phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and the center of his brows was slightly frowned, showing a rare fragility.

This was the first time Ye Fan looked at him from this angle, and also the first time he saw him like this.

It is very novel, and there is a kind of emotion that cannot be expressed.

As powerful as he is, without his usual power, he is just an ordinary person, with troubles that cannot be solved, and threats that cannot be overcome.

After discovering this, Ye Fan was not only not disappointed, but the love in his heart became even stronger.

——Know how to respect him, dare to rely on his partner, how can he not love?

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but raised high, he stretched out his hand and poked Li Yao's nose, "See if you still pretend!"

Surprisingly, the originally straight bridge of the nose collapsed like a cotton ball after being touched so lightly by him.

Ye Fan was startled, and quickly raised his hand.

Visible changes have taken place in Li Yao's body - the originally pale skin slowly stretched out, becoming rosy and plump, the front of the chest slid to the shoulders, the muscles became tighter, and the legs and arms seemed to be stronger than before. Previously, a section grew out, and the originally loose sleeves and trouser legs shrank to above the wrist and ankle.

Ye Fan watched nervously, wanting to touch him, but afraid of poking him like just now.

While struggling, there was a warm touch on the back of his hand.

Li Yao opened his eyes at some point and was smiling at him.

"How do you feel?" Ye Fan asked hurriedly.

"very good."

better than ever.As if the garbage in the body has been removed, the mind is clear, the limbs are relaxed, and the muscles and bones are full of strength.

"It's okay, don't worry." Li Yao smiled lightly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Are you thirsty?" Ye Fan let go of his hand, hurriedly poured a cup of tea, and became cautious when it was brought to his mouth.

Li Yao drank with his hand.

Even if you are not thirsty, you will drink it all at once.

"Are you hungry?" Ye Fan asked again.

Li Yao pursed his lips and smiled silently.

In this situation, the roles of the two seemed to be reversed, Ye Fan became caressing, and Li Yao became the one who was loved.

With a simple smile, Ye Fan guessed what he was thinking.

He also smiled, and couldn't help but relax, "Today, you just lie down and let your husband serve you for a while."

Li Yao raised his eyebrows, but didn't refute - only those who can't be "husbands" will spare no effort to take advantage of such words.

Ye Fan was in a good mood and hummed while cooking noodles.

He learns every sentence he sings, and almost all the tunes are transported to the capital, and he is happy with himself and the group.

The king sat on the window lattice, and there was a soft sizzling sound, and the metal ears twisted and twisted, becoming "closed".

Li Yao was leaning on the bedpost, where did he look weak?

"Congratulations, you won't go crazy, and you don't have to be a tyrant anymore." The king had a stinky face, and he couldn't see half of his sincerity.

Li Yao didn't mind its attitude, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

"It's not the first time, I've been used to it for a long time." The king shook his legs and clicked his tongue twice, "It's not a loss to hear your apology."

Li Yao put on his coat and sat on the low couch opposite it, "What are your plans?"

The king imitated Steward Li and spread his hands, "Go to another place and find a host who is more confident, can you still hang yourself on this crooked neck tree like you?"

Li Yao rarely showed a smile, nodded, "I wish you success."

"Does it need to be said? My king is the number one mastermind in the universe, and he has never missed a hand since his debut—hey, what is that look in your eyes?"

Li Yao picked up the teapot, filled a cup unhurriedly, and handed it to the king.

The king was stunned for a moment, before the program could react, the little metal hand had already stretched out.

In the previous and present lives, it saw Li Yao drinking tea with people countless times, most of them were poured for him by others, only those who Li Yao valued very much—such as the little boy pet, could drink from him.

The king didn't expect that one day Li Yao would pour tea for himself.

——Does he regard himself as a very important person?

The king was stiff, as if the power had been turned off.

Li Yao poured himself another cup, and said slowly, "I guess, you've never succeeded before."

"How is it possible?" The king jumped up all of a sudden, very agitated, the tea in the cup splashed out, and it sat down quickly again, protecting it with both hands.

"You, you are slander!" The little guy turned his head away, trying to hide the guilt in his eyes.

Li Yao brought the tea to his lips, covering the smile on his lips.

Slander?

Why is it softer than itself every time it hurts the innocent?What if he didn't know that every time a large-scale fortification was carried out and the people were wasting money, the little guy would "rob the rich and help the poor" without telling him.

It is strange that such a "tyrant system" can cultivate tyrants.

The king cleared his throat, and asked with the last ounce of expectation: "Hey, do you really plan to become emperor? It doesn't matter if you're not a tyrant. As long as you are willing to accept the task, I, I will reluctantly help you one more time..."

Li Yao smiled, raised his slender hand, and stroked its bald head.

"Cut, forget it if you don't want to, I still feel bad!" The king turned his back, looked at the opposite eaves, and whistled carelessly.

"When will I leave?" Li Yao's question was not intentional to chase it away, but because of the restrictions of the system contract, it had to find a host as soon as possible.

"Wait until you marry the little boy!" The king shook his head indifferently, "If I knew it, I wouldn't have agreed to that annoying man, who made such a mother-in-law."

Li Yao smiled, "If you can, stay a little longer!"

The king turned around and showed a smirk, "Why, don't you want to part with me? Do you want a parting hug?" As he spoke, he opened his arms with a smile.

Li Yao hesitated for a moment, and tentatively reached out his hand.

One person and one machine are close to each other.

Just when the distance was less than a punch, both of them stopped again.

The king shook his body exaggeratedly, "You two men, what are you hugging? Goosebumps are coming up."

Li Yao also coughed lightly in embarrassment, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Guest officer, here comes your noodles! The delicious hot noodle soup, if you eat it, you will earn money!"

There was a clear voice outside the door, and then a thin figure stepped across the threshold, carrying a large tray in his hand.

The fat group also flew over and landed next to the king, talking excitedly about Ye Fan's cooking process, such as "almost burned the pot", "can't tell the difference between sugar and salt", and finally added a sentence "Fanfan really It's super powerful."

The king's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Hearing his son's praise, Ye Fan was so excited that he forgot how high the threshold of Chang'an Hou's family was, and almost tripped by accident.

Li Yao strode forward, quickly grabbed the man into his arms - his movements were more agile than before.

Ye Fan was thinking about the noodles he made hard, and he was not afraid of being scalded, so he tightly protected them.However, the basin was protected but the dishes could not be protected. There was only a clattering sound, and the fine white porcelain bowl fell on the bluestone board and was smashed to pieces.

Uh……

Ye Fan blinked, is there a real version of "Extreme Joy Begets Sadness"?

Li Yao smiled, took the basin in his hand, and put it on the table.

Ye Fan knelt down, annoyed for a while, "Tell me, am I the kind of 'handicapped party' mentioned on the Internet? After finally cooking the noodles, I turned my head and dropped the bowl."

"It's just a bowl, if you drop it, it will fall." Li Yao pulled him up, lifted his sleeves, opened his neckline, and inspected it carefully.

No burns, no burns, good.

Ye Fan shook off his hand, sat on the couch by himself, depressed.

Li Yao raised his eyebrows and waved towards the door.

Qingsong hurried in and bowed to ask for instructions: "What is the master's order?"

"Starting today, all the dishes in the small kitchen will be made of wood, either birch or beech, and they should be made of root nodules, so they won't be afraid of falling."

Qingsong pursed her lips and smiled, cheerfully went to do it.

Ye Fan couldn't hold back anymore, he grinned, "Are you pointing at me to cook for you every day?"

"I'll make it for you." Li Yao sat beside him, smiling lightly.

Hmm... Ye Fan couldn't resist such an ex-boyfriend.

With red ears, he randomly grabbed the soup cup to fill a bowl of noodles and stuffed it into Li Yao's hands, "Eat quickly, it will be cold later."

Li Yao didn't mind this small cup for making honey for him. The first mouthful of noodles was put into his mouth, and Master Chang'an Hou gave him a big meal.

Ye Fan's eyes brightened, full of anticipation, "How is it?"

"Well, it tastes...good." Li Yao's expression remained the same.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and his little vanity suddenly swelled up, "Let me just say, although I don't have much talent in cooking, I am excellent at making noodles. Do you still remember your 20th birthday? Even Aunt Li said the noodles I cooked with my own hands are delicious."

Li Yao nodded solemnly.

"Hey, I would have opened a noodle restaurant downstairs from your company if I knew it earlier, and I might earn more than you."

The more Ye Fan talked, the more complacent he became. Seeing that Li Yao was eating deliciously, he couldn't help but move his head to grab a bite from his bowl.

Then--

"Pfft—" I couldn't hold back, and sprayed out.

A cup of fragrant tea was brought to his mouth.

Gudong Gudong drank clean.

Ye Fan poked his head, his face was green and pale.

"You can eat it so salty, is there something wrong with your sense of taste?" He wondered if he had added salt ten times.

"Is it salty?" Master Chang'an Hou hooked his lips and drank the rest of the noodle soup.

Ye Fan grinned, the salt was so bitter, can you drink it all?

"Perhaps, my heart has been deceived, and I can only taste sweetness."

Ye Fan: ...

Is this gene repaired too much?

Master Chang'an Hou rinsed his mouth with clear tea, pressed his lovely partner who was as shocked as a small wooden chicken on the couch, and locked him firmly.

The hot kisses were overwhelming, and the man in the upper position didn't give Ye Fan the slightest chance to react.

The corners of the eyes, the center of the brows, the sides of the cheeks, and the traces of the ears are all stained with his powerful aura.The white and tender little wooden chicken is only obediently panting and panting.

I thought it would be just a kiss like before, but unexpectedly, those big warm hands suddenly became no longer honest.

"Can you?" A hoarse voice rang in his ear.

"Can you?" The hot breath spilled on the side of the neck.

"Can you?" The domineering aura Bukong refused.

Ye Fan was anxious when he was asked, and pulled off his belt, "Come on, come on, what are you asking?"

Master Chang'an Hou smiled, and suppressed it unceremoniously.

The clouds turn and the mist surge, and the tide rises and falls.

Sweat blended, skin to skin.

"Man-eating monster..."

"Only eat you."