Zui Yang. CS

Chapter 179 - 179 179 You Only Know How to Cause Trouble All Day


179: Chapter 179: You Only Know How to Cause Trouble All Day 179: Chapter 179: You Only Know How to Cause Trouble All Day Hugging Ye Xuan on the left and Zhang Xiaoyuan on the right, it was incredibly empowering.


Especially the faint fragrance from their bodies, which made Zhang Fan feel like he was floating.


Soon, Zhang Fan’s hands started to wander mischievously, reaching out to both their cheeks.


“You rascal, we’re still on the street,” said Zhang Xiaoyuan with a blush, but she relaxed after seeing that there was no one around.


“Hehe, then let’s head home quickly,” Zhang Fan said with a wicked smile, hastily walking toward his house.


“Wait a second.” Zhang Fan passed by a pharmacy and his gaze suddenly became fixed.


The next moment, he charged in.


“Fan brother, are you sick?


Are you buying medicine?” Zhang Xiaoyuan asked concernedly.


Zhang Fan replied with a roguish grin, “It’s for you two!”


“Huh?” Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan exclaimed in surprise, then asked, “For us?


What is it?”


Zhang Fan looked at their appealing faces and said mischievously, “You’ll see.”


“No way, I want to see it now.” Zhang Xiaoyuan eyed the bulge in Zhang Fan’s pocket with a sly smile.


Bending over, she suddenly hugged his waist and said to Ye Xuan, “You dope, what are you looking at?


Hurry up and grab it.”


It was then Ye Xuan also reacted, eager to see what Zhang Fan had bought for them.


She reached out her hand and swiftly pulled a box from Zhang Fan’s pocket.


“Ah!”


Ye Xuan immediately threw the item in her hand onto the ground.


“Zhang Fan, you, what are you trying to do!” Ye Xuan’s pretty face flushed crimson in an instant.


Twisting her head, Ye Xuan quickly ran off.


“You jerk!


I’m not talking to you anymore, I’m going back to my place, and I won’t come back tonight,” she said, her face beet red as she hailed a car at the intersection and ran off without giving Zhang Fan a second glance.


I’m so embarrassed.


This bad guy, hmph, I won’t let him have his way.


Zhang Xiaoyuan blinked and then let go of Zhang Fan, bent down, and picked up the thing Ye Xuan had dropped.


“Westmelon Frost?”


“I bought it for you.


You’ve eaten so much, and it’s the middle of the night.


I was worried you might get a mouth ulcer from the heat,” Zhang Fan explained, but soon after, watching Ye Xuan leaving in a whirl, he laughed to himself, “Thinking too much.”


Yet, looking at Zhang Xiaoyuan, he walked over, hugged her from behind, and headed slowly home with his head on her shoulder.


As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Fan saw Ouyang Feng there like a lackey serving tea.


At the moment, Ouyang Feng was completely acting like a maidservant, with an old man of mixed Thai and Chinese descent sitting beside him.


The man was very thin, but his eyes were incredibly sharp, like those of an eagle, piercing to behold.


“Little Fan’s back, are you okay?” Ye Jingtian said, handing him a cup of tea.


Qin Shuang also came over, surveying Zhang Fan and, seeing no wounds, remarked, “In the future, you must call me or your Uncle Ye immediately if anything happens.


If Xiaoxuan hadn’t phoned us, we’d still be unaware.


Eh, where’s Xiaoxuan?”


Zhang Fan forced a smile and replied, “She went back to see Sister Yanran.”


Of course, Zhang Fan didn’t dare mention that Ye Xuan had been scared off by the Durex in his pocket, or he figured he’d be besieged by Aunt Qin and Uncle Ye.


“That’s good, Yanran, that silly girl, hasn’t recovered yet but is still training like crazy.


Doesn’t she know her own body?


Oh, and the healing session for Yanran today…


you haven’t done it yet, have you?” Qin Shuang said with a light smile.


Zhang Fan then realized.


If Qin Shuang hadn’t brought it up, he would have forgotten.


“Aunt Qin, it’s okay.


Sister Yanran’s condition is under control.


It’s fine to do the healing every few days,” Zhang Fan promptly replied.


Qin Shuang’s beautiful eyes turned as she nodded in relief, then asked with concern, “Have you eaten yet?


If not, I can make you something.”


“I’ve already eaten a long time ago, no need to trouble Aunt Qin,” Zhang Fan said.


“Hehe, you clever boy, do you also understand medical science?” Ouyang Li slowly asked, knowing full well about Ye Yan’s condition, a sickness that even Gao Yuan couldn’t heal.


Could this kid really do it?


And saying such a thing in front of Gao Yuan, wasn’t it a slap in the face?


Zhang Fan turned and smiled, “I don’t, just messing around.”


“Pfft!”


Gao Yuan directly sprayed out a mouthful of tea, “Xiaofan, don’t be modest.


You don’t have to give me face.


If you can heal an illness that even I can’t, your medical skill must be better than mine.”


Ouyang Li’s eyes nearly popped out.


Gao Yuan just said this kid’s medical skill was superior to his?


Damn, just because you drank someone’s tea doesn’t mean you have to go that far.


Zhang Fan scratched his head awkwardly.


Medical skill?


He truly didn’t know a thing about it; his success was all due to the Flower Protection System’s cheat.


“Enough talk.


You just know how to cause trouble every day.


Come on, training time.” Zhang Dongyang took out two backpacks then pointed at Zhang Fan, “Go change your clothes.”


Zhang Fan immediately wailed, “Dad, I just ran a marathon.


Please no.”