The strongest master of the female president

Chapter 306 Make Up For Regrets
Looking at Fang Yanhua's eyes, Ye Ming smiled even more happily.

"My name is Ye Ming, and I'm your future boyfriend. As for my piano sound level, apart from a few great musicians from abroad, there is no one in China who can match me."

"What? My future boyfriend? You, you want to pursue me?" Fang Yanhua frowned slightly, feeling that Ye Ming had a problem with his mind.

For such a puzzled expression, Ye Ming watched it many times, and then slowly told the things that happened between him and the other party one by one.

Especially how much Fang Yanhua has paid for her, she said it in detail.

After half an hour.

Fang Yanhua was stunned when she heard this, and she was speechless for a long time.

She didn't believe that she would fall in love with the man in front of her, and she didn't believe that she would give her life for him.

Ye Ming was not depressed, so he said lightly:
"You can treat what I just said as a story, and don't take it to heart. Let the things of the previous life pass. In this life, I will definitely keep you safe."

"Okay, I'll take it as a story you made up. Can you play other music scores now? I want to hear those melodious piano sounds." Fang Yanhua said this, still unimaginable.

"no problem."

Ye Ming knew that things should not be rushed, so he sat on the seat again and kept playing new music.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually darkened.

However, the lights in the hall also turned on, and the two played one by one and listened to each other.

Fang Yanhua was fascinated by the last listening, so she closed her eyes completely, and listened carefully to the beautiful piano sound, every note shook her heart.

It was more than nine o'clock in the middle of the night, and Ye Ming stopped completely, his hands were a little numb.

If it weren't for him being a powerful monk in the Foundation Establishment period, it would be absolutely impossible to play continuously for several hours.

As the sound of the piano disappeared, Fang Yanhua, who was sitting on the armchair next to her, also woke up slowly, showing an expression of unfinished business. She really wanted to continue listening to that wonderful sound.

"Ahem, that's all for today, I want to go home too."

Ye Ming coughed deliberately, then stood up and said.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yanhua leaned over suddenly, took Ye Ming's arm, stared at her big watery eyes and said:
"You can rest at my place tonight. After all, it's past nine o'clock. I'll feed you next time, okay?"

"Give me something to eat next? This... okay."

Ye Ming hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

After all, the Qiao Yunyan at home usually doesn't talk to him at all, and when he goes back, he's just practicing.

Now I have some time, just to make up for Fang Yanhua.

In this way, Ye Ming stayed in Fang Yanhua's luxurious villa.

Fang Yanhua, who had a crush on Ye Ming, walked into the kitchen and started making simple noodles.And very enthusiastically added an egg to Ye Ming to show his intentions.

As for Ye Ming himself, he sat on the seat on the dining table with his eyes slightly closed, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy around him.

He found that the aura of Fang Yanhua's villa was stronger than that of other places, and it was much more comfortable to absorb.

Seven and eight minutes later.

Fang Yanhua came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming egg noodles. She was still wearing an apron, and she suddenly looked like a housewife.

Ye Ming could see that the other party had already developed a good impression of him, otherwise it would be impossible to keep him and make egg noodles for him.

"Wait for me, let's eat together."

After Fang Yanhua said something, she walked into the kitchen, brought out another bowl of egg noodles and ate with Ye Ming face to face, with a smile on her face, she was very happy.

Ye Ming also picked up his chopsticks and kept eating plain plain noodles.

The noodles cooked by the other party were very ordinary, just plain noodles in clear soup, but it gave Ye Ming a different feeling.

Warm, comfortable and simple, there is a feeling of home.

Ye Ming once imagined his ordinary life, and it should be like this. The two of them ate ordinary meals and met each other with smiles.

At the dinner table, the two were silent and just concentrated on eating egg noodles.

Time passed little by little.

When the two ate the last noodle one after another, Ye Ming poured out a mouthful of hot air, his stomach was warm.

It felt very comfortable, and a wave of power surged in Ye Ming's limbs and bones.

"Fang Yanhua, your craftsmanship is really good. You can actually taste some strange flavors in the plain noodles."

"Hey, I added some vinegar and sweet soup to this one, it must be different."

Fang Yanhua said with a sly smile, feeling proud.

The only things she can get her hands on are egg noodles and egg fried rice.

After eating, Fang Yanhua quickly cleaned up the table and led Ye Ming to the second floor.

This villa building is very grand and luxurious. In the corridor on the second floor, Ye Ming saw a lot of rooms on the left and right, obviously no one lived there.

"Okay, you live right across from me. If you're afraid of the dark to pee at night, you can knock on my door and I'll go with you."

Fang Yanhua stopped at the door of room 262 and said so.

When Ye Ming heard this, he rolled his eyes helplessly, and found that Fang Yanhua was an interesting woman, persistent in love, and cute in a silly way. How could a man of his age be as afraid of the dark as a child?

So he coughed and said solemnly:

"Ahem, I'm an adult, not a child, how could I be afraid of the dark?"

"That's right, anyway, if something happens to you, just yell."

Fang Yanhua thought about it, and felt that she was too naive, so she quickly walked to her room opposite, closed the door and went to sleep.

Ye Ming did the same, and walked into the room.

But he didn't sleep, but sat cross-legged on the big soft bed, silently absorbing the spiritual energy.

"Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Because of the fairy-level skills, Ye Ming absorbed the spiritual energy very fast and very fiercely, and those spiritual energy could drive a breeze.

If others see it, they will be envious.

The journey of cultivating immortals is full of difficulties, whether it is skills, resources, or magic tools, everything is essential.

Time passed little by little like this, and Ye Ming continued to stabilize his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment.

It was early the next morning.

Fang Yanhua, that talented piano player, got up early and knocked on the door.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After knocking twice, Fang Yanhua said to the wooden door:

"Ye Ming, let's practice together today. I think the two of us will play the ensemble music of piano and flute, which should be even better."

"No problem, you go down first, I'll come later."

Ye Ming opened his eyes, yelled at the door, and responded to the other party.

He came this time to make up for the regret he had with Fang Yanhua, so of course he should get along well now.

After a few minutes.

After Ye Ming washed up, he came to the first floor and began to play an ensemble piece of piano and flute with Fang Yanhua, a talented pianist.

The melodious music echoed slowly.

(End of this chapter)