Chapter 912: Chapter 227: Something’s Not Right [2-in-1]
Yan Beihan stared wide-eyed, not understanding what was happening.
Fang Che pressed down on Yan Beihan’s head.
Pushed into this empty space.
Before Yan Beihan could get angry, she discovered: Huh, no water?
Exhaling a breath, taking a breath, there was surprisingly pure air here!
Greedily took another two breaths, feeling instantly revived.
Comfortable.
Only then did he release his fingers from that soft spot around the waist.
Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief and continued onward.
He turned to look at Yan Beihan, feeling a bit annoyed.
This little miss twisted me just now, it hurt so much...
Afraid that a large chunk of the waist is bruised.
Let it slide without some punishment is simply unjustifiable.
Must strike!
Thus, sped up again.
Then the water began to...
Slap slap slap... continuously hitting Yan Beihan’s butt, with great force.
"..."
Underwater, Yan Beihan couldn’t speak. Her tender backside was being slapped, with powerful impacts, her face flushed, she reached out and tightly pinched a piece of Fang Che’s flesh, intending to exert force.
The result...
Slap slap slap...
The impact from behind suddenly grew stronger, making her body shudder with each hit.
A strange feeling arose, Yan Beihan couldn’t describe it, very novel, not painful, but... very strange.
Couldn’t help but feel a bit hot all over.
Feeling a bit weak.
She bit her teeth hard, controlling the impulse wanting to moan from her throat, released Fang Che’s piece of flesh.
Immediately, the impact’s strength lessened.
Yan Beihan breathed a sigh of relief.
Biting a lock of hair in her mouth, glaring hatefully at Fang Che.
Yemo, just you wait!
You super big jerk!
It must be said, Yan Beihan is exceptionally smart, very cunning, with top-notch strategic and combat power. However, in cursing... she really lacks experience.
Remarkably lacking.
Some nasty curse words, she hasn’t even heard of. Let alone say them.
Moreover, due to her status, in this aspect, one could say her exposure is quite pure.
Therefore, the curse words in Eldest Lady Yan’s life are nothing more than: Jerk! Bastard! Damn it! Despicable... etc.
In the aspect of cursing.
Fang Che’s vocabulary compared to Yan Beihan’s, is like a PhD standing in front of a little kindergarten child.
Towering to the extreme!
Slap slap slap...
Yan Beihan was smacked by the vengeful Fang Che for almost an hour.
At first, Yan Beihan glared, raged, with fierce eyes.
But later, she actually lowered her head, seemingly accepting this fate, becoming accustomed; having no reaction, just grabbing Fang Che’s belt and swimming forward...
Or rather letting Fang Che drag her...
Her slender body, seemed to have no strength at all.
Until reaching the shore.
Fang Che leapt up, reaching the shore.
Behind, with a splash, Yan Beihan also emerged, hair disheveled, gasping heavily.
One hand grabbed a small tree by the shore, head lowered, the submerged body trembled slightly.
In an angle Fang Che couldn’t see, Yan Beihan’s lowered eyes seemed to have ripples... she bit her lip tightly.
Fang Che, feeling strange, asked: "Why aren’t you coming up?"
Yan Beihan didn’t respond, just lowered her head, panting, releasing her lip.
But her plump lips were trembling slightly.
Hearing Fang Che’s inquiry, she kept her head down, silent.
After a while, as Fang Che was about to ask a second time, Yan Beihan emitted a cold voice: "Stay away from me!"
"Stay away?"
Fang Che, startled for a moment, immediately realized: "Oh oh..."
Right, the girl’s whole outfit is wet, emerging from the water, curves exposed in front of me... indeed it’s somewhat indecent, huh.
Moreover, during this time of interaction, he also noted, Yan Beihan’s skin is very thin.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, saying: "I’ll go ahead and scout the terrain."
Fang Che thought he was being ’considerate’, so he immediately turned around and left.
Walking quite far, he then scratched his head, suddenly recalling: last time he pulled Yan Beihan out of the water, her clothes automatically dried upon emerging.
No need to worry about exposure issues at all.
What happened this time?
...
By the shore.
After Fang Che left, Yan Beihan finally relaxed, her tender white hand couldn’t even hold onto the little tree anymore, slid back into the water.
Surprisingly, she even choked on some water.
Only then did she emerge again, face flushed, eyes dazed, muttering angrily: "Bastard... bastard... bastard..."
Not even sure what she was cursing about.
She only knew her legs had no strength at all, her whole body seemed paralyzed.
And there was also that strange feeling.
Causing her to wash a bit in the water, only then feeling somewhat recovered.
Finally, with a splash, she reached the shore.
Holding onto a tree, she panted for a while.
Then sweeping her Divine Sense around, clearly sensing Fang Che dozens of feet away, she finally relaxed.
Quickly undressing, hurriedly changing into underwear, then putting on a robe, her heart still pounding, yet also much calmer.
"Damn Yemo!"
Yan Beihan cursed with a red face: "Damn Fang Che!"
"Damn it!"
Muttering curses for a while, only to feel her once wildly beating heart slowly calming, her two legs steadily regaining strength, then suddenly recalled: I can practice to recover all this time.
She actually forgot!
"Damn it!"
Quickly resumed practice.
Her whole body once again felt fresh and clean.
Then she lifted the Little Bear, swinging her hand, smacking the Little Bear’s bottom fiercely: "Ungrateful little bastard, watching me get bullied, you didn’t even help!"
The Little Bear was smacked, howling, eyes fully confused.
