I have a magic pot

But the sergeant guarding that area told them that Han Yi and the others were very safe.

Han Feng immediately felt relieved when he heard the words. He knew that the secret base he had built was located within the range of the formation guarded by the Eye of Lingquan.

This place is guarded by strong men sent by the empire, and Han Yi and the others are in it, which can indeed ensure safety.

But he still planned to go to the secret base tomorrow to see how Han Yi and the others were doing.

……

After seeing off the clansmen of Han and Zhou, the viscount's mansion became much quieter.

In the hall, apart from a few maids waiting on the side, and Erha who was lying in the middle of the hall, eating and drinking, only Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei were left.

With no one else around, Zhou Yunmei could finally look at Han Feng seriously.

At today's banquet, everyone asked about Han Feng's practice experience in Tiannan College. Han Feng just talked about it briefly, saving the crisis of hanging his life several times.

But Zhou Yunmei was still terrified and heartbroken.

But due to the many people at the banquet, Zhou Yunmei was too embarrassed to care too much.

As soon as everyone left, her beautiful eyes couldn't help looking up and down Han Feng carefully, as if she was afraid that Han Feng would still be hurt.

At the same time, Han Feng also turned his head to look at Zhou Yunmei, just in time to see the concern and regret in her eyes.

He couldn't help smiling slightly, got up and came to Zhou Yunmei's side, reached out to hold the other's weak and boneless palm, and pressed against her, the husband and wife squeezed together on a chair.

Feeling the warm breath of Han Feng's body, and the big hand that held his palm and gently caressed it.

There was another fiery palm that was wrapped around her waist and gradually became uneasy and began to move around. Zhou Yunmei's fair and jade-like face suddenly turned red.

The delicate body twisted slightly, and the jade arm was slightly twisted, Zhou Yunmei said shyly.

"Sir... what are you doing?"

Han Feng kept making "little moves" behind Zhou Yunmei's back, but his face was serious.

"My husband wants to see if you have gained weight or lost weight these days."

Seeing Han Feng's serious face, Zhou Yunmei suppressed her shyness, let Han Feng grope around her waist, and asked cautiously.

"Sanggong, I... am I fat?"

Han Feng frowned.

"Hmm...the difference doesn't seem to be that big, it's okay, I'll touch other places."

As he said that, Han Feng moved one big hand towards Zhou Yunmei's thigh, and the other towards her waist and hips, groping away at the same time.

"what……"

The sudden attack made Zhou Yunmei let out a low cry.

Suddenly, she knew that it was fake for Xianggong to feel fat and thin, and it was true for him to be a hooligan. She hurriedly covered the other's big hand in embarrassment, and said in embarrassment.

"Msanggong, you...don't be like this, there are still maids here."

Han Feng was not embarrassed when he was caught, instead he showed a wicked smile and said.

"Okay then, my husband will take you back to your room, how about checking your cultivation by the way?"

When Zhou Yunmei heard this, her jade face turned red, her delicate body trembled, and her body felt limp and weak for a while.

He naturally knows how Xianggong will test his cultivation...

Chapter 615 Patriarch Knows Martial Arts

As the saying goes, "a little farewell is better than a newlywed", when the crowd recedes, Han Feng can't help but feel hot when he sees his beautiful wife, who seems to be more beautiful than before, and has a different kind of thought.

Originally wanted to carry Zhou Yunmei to the wing, and went straight to the point, the husband and wife complained of "parting love".

However, Zhou Yunmei refused, and wanted to take a shower first, make preparations meticulously, and at the same time let Han Feng take a shower first.

Han Feng thought for a while, he came all the way, and he was also covered in dust and dust, so he went to the bathroom to take a bath in a hot mood.

But when I think of the fragrant, white and tender Yunmei after bathing, and the Hanfeng who has been "abstinent" for more than half a year, I can imagine my mood.

After the servants prepared a large basin of hot water, Han Feng closed the bathroom door and stripped himself naked.

Jumping into the hot water with a vertical leap, he was ready to take a shower as quickly as possible, and then went straight to the wing.

However, Han Feng had just jumped into the bathtub, and before he started washing, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Immediately, little Lolita Bing'er, who was wearing a purple dress with a graceful figure and melodious steps, walked into the bathroom with a snow-white towel in her hand, humming a little tune.

This made Han Feng, who just got into the bathtub and was about to have a big fight, couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

"Bing... Bing'er, why are you here? Didn't you go back...to the Han Mansion with Xiaolei and the others?"

Han Feng clasped his hands on his chest subconsciously, and asked with a puzzled expression.

But Binger blinked her big innocent eyes, shook her head and said.

"No, since the head of the family left, the third young master asked me to serve the mistress, and Bing'er has always been with the mistress."

Bing'er is used to calling Han Feng the head of the family, and Han Lei the third young master, and she hasn't changed her words yet. As for the mistress she mentioned, it is naturally Zhou Yunmei.

Hearing this, Han Feng suddenly nodded, but then looked at Bing'er who was approaching him step by step, and asked a little nervously.

"Bing'er, then...then what are you doing here?"

Bing'er said: "The mistress said, the Patriarch has been working all the way and fighting bandits outside the city, he must be exhausted and exhausted, let Bing'er come to serve the Patriarch to take a bath, and massage your body by the way."

"Uh...this..."

Han Feng was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Yunmei to send Bing'er to wait for him to take a bath.

It seems that I still haven't fully adapted to the ideology of this world.

Han Feng tried to persuade Binger.

"Bing'er, I... I can wash it myself, and, have you forgotten... what happened last time?"

Han Feng still remembers the scene where the little girl had to wait for him to take a bath after he regained his "manly qualities", and then was so scared that he screamed and ran away.

Now Han Feng wants to "do the same trick again" to scare the little girl away.

However, it was beyond Hanfeng's expectation.

When Bing'er heard this, although her face blushed, her eyes showed a stubborn and strong look, and she clenched her fists tightly.

"Patriarch, last time it was Binger's fault, how can a good maid be afraid of her Patriarch?

This time, I must take good care of the master to take a bath and make your service comfortable! "

"I……"

Han Feng was speechless for a while, seeing Bing'er approaching, Han Feng could only tighten his body helplessly.

Then the little girl came behind Han Feng, and as a basin of hot water poured down Han Feng's back, a pair of cold, soft and slippery little hands kneaded on his shoulders...

It has to be said that after not seeing her for more than half a year, Bing'er's massage technique has become more and more proficient.

Not only is the strength moderate, but the technique is familiar, the key is that the variety of techniques is still very rich.

From the shoulders and neck to the back, to the chest...almost all-round coverage.

Because Han Feng was huddled in the bathtub, when the little girl rubbed Han Feng's chest, the softness that was "increasingly plump" somewhere was tightly attached to Han Feng's back.

Han Feng in the bathtub was already distracted and restless when he was in the hall.

Being so unconsciously "provoked" by this little girl at this moment is simply "adding fuel to the fire".

Han Feng only felt that his whole body was heating up, and the flames in his dantian seemed to be turning into a "blazing fire" at the moment, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Realizing the abnormality in his body, Han Feng could only tense his body, tried his best to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, and said silently in his heart.

"Han Feng, you are a gentleman, she is just a little loli, you have to hold back, you must hold back!"

However, Bing'er obviously didn't know that Han Feng was already "at war between heaven and man".

Seeing that Han Feng's body was tense, his eyes were closed, and he was muttering something, she couldn't help but rubbed Han Feng's shoulders, and at the same time moved her pink face to Han Feng's side, and asked with a breath.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with you? Is Bing'er uncomfortable?"

Feeling the hot air blowing from his ears, Han Feng's body burst, his fists clenched tightly, and he closed his eyes and shook his head forcibly.

"No...it's...very good!"

Bing'er heard this, and continued kneading with confidence.

But after kneading for a while, Bing'er seemed to think of something again, and suddenly turned her head to Han Feng's other ear, and asked softly.

"Master, can you teach Bing'er martial arts?"

Han Feng was taken aback when he heard this.

"Okay, what martial arts do you want to learn?"

Bing'er blinked and said expectantly.

"It's the master, you taught the mistress the martial arts!"

"Huh...?" Han Feng was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Bing'er explained: "It's the set of 'palm techniques that fell from the sky'."

"puff……!"

Han Feng heard that Haoxuan didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his body was crumbling in the bathtub.

"You... how do you know this palm technique?"

Bing'er said proudly: "I used to be in the Han Mansion outside the city, I passed by the Patriarch's wing at night, and overheard the Patriarch saying that he wanted to teach the mistress a set of palm techniques that "fall from the sky".

Patriarch, it must be a very powerful martial art, otherwise you wouldn't just teach it to the mistress, can you teach me too? "

Han Feng couldn't help but blushed when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly!

The love girl has learned to "listen to the corner", and even the private conversation between herself and Zhou Yunmei's husband and wife has been known to her.

"Cough cough...!"

Han Feng coughed lightly and spoke righteously.

"There is no such thing as a palm technique that falls from the sky. If you want to practice, I will teach you other martial arts."

Han Feng wanted to prevaricate casually, but unexpectedly Bing'er pouted her small mouth when she heard the words, her big crystal eyes immediately turned red with tears, Bing'er said with aggrieved face.

"Patriarch, you are so eccentric, such powerful martial arts are only passed on to the mistress.

Bing'er knows... I'm just a maid, if you don't want to teach it to others, it's fine if they don't learn it, woo woo..."

Little Lolita's aggrieved big eyes were filled with tears, she looked at Han Feng pitifully, while sobbing aggrievedly, she did not forget to continue to rub Han Feng's shoulders.

Han Feng can't bear the "tear offensive" of little Lolita, seeing Bing'er wronged, tears have already started to flow down.

He was at a loss for a moment, and in desperation, he could only coax him temporarily.

"Okay... Is it okay for me to teach you?"

When Bing'er heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, and Lihua's rainy face was full of longing!

"really?"

Han Feng nodded, but said seriously.

"Although I promised to teach you, this palm technique is too powerful and can only be practiced after Bing'er has grown up."

Xiao Nizi was overjoyed when she heard the words, wiped away the tears on her face, and immediately showed a cheerful smile.

"Great, the Patriarch agreed to teach me, Bing'er can also learn that powerful palm technique!"

Immediately, Bing'er rubbed Han Feng's body vigorously, and at the same time cheered herself up smugly.

"Bing'er, you have to work harder, you must cultivate better than the mistress."

In the tub, Han Feng couldn't help covering his forehead with his hands, and let out a long sigh.

"Hey... a crime!"

……

About half an hour later, when Han Feng finished his bath, he immediately used his agility and returned to the wing room in an instant.

At this moment in the wing room, Zhou Yunmei was already sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting shyly for Han Feng.