Dragon Soul Agent

Of course, teasing was teasing, but Ye Zifeng didn't do anything out of line to this beautiful teacher. At most, he would just hug her for a bit, but as for the rest, Ye Zifeng did not even think about it.

Very seriously, he bandaged the wound on Mo Lan's foot once again. Then, he wrapped it with a solid fresh film to prevent water from flowing in.

After that, he carried Mo Lan who had followed his every step into the bathroom, and only after hearing the sound of the water flowing rapidly in the bathroom, did Ye Zifeng finally turn around and safely leave.

The bathroom in Mo Lan's villa was currently filled with hot air. Her charming body was imprinted on the frosted glass in the bathroom, causing people to feel their blood boiling with excitement.

It was a pity that the current Ye Zifeng was already far away and did not see anything that could agitate his adrenaline.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of running water slowly stopped.

Mo Lan's voice once again sounded out. "Ye Zifeng, Ye Zifeng, I forgot to bring a towel. Can you help me bring a towel, it's in the second drawer in the room …"

After a while, Mo Lan's voice did not get a reply.

Mo Lan once again asked with doubt: "Ye Zifeng, you, are you still here?"

There was still no response from the room even after he called out twice. The bathroom door then opened a crack in the wall.

With her shoulders exposed, Mo Lan gazed curiously at the room with her long, wet hair. She then snickered.

Mo Lan limped out from the bathroom, her perfect body still dripping with crystal clear water.

Standing beside her bed, looking at her empty room, Mo Lan did not care about her naked appearance, she muttered with a smile, and her heart was at a loss, muttering: "This bastard, she actually left without even saying a word!"

Facing Ye Zifeng's silent departure, Mo Lan felt a wave of disappointment and melancholy, but deep in her heart, she still felt a trace of indescribable gratitude.

Slowly moving forward, she took out a dry towel from the drawer in her room and wiped off the water droplets all over her body. Immediately after, Mo Lan wrapped herself in a towel and sat down on her bed in a daze.

"Ye Zifeng, Ye Zifeng, what kind of person are you exactly?" Mo Lan spoke in a daze, looking at her wrapped up jade legs, she giggled again.

Maybe Mo Lan did not know that she had already fallen. Looking at the empty room, the beautiful piano teacher's mind was filled with Ye Zifeng's naughty smile.

From the fact that he stood up straight with his Snowfall Nightclub last night, to the feeling of frantically racing on the way home, to the feeling of facing Xiao Yuan head on this morning, to the feeling of being extremely considerate of changing the medicine and bandaging his wounds, and now, even now, when he was showering, he had left like a gentleman.

Although he had only known Mo Lan for a day, Ye Zifeng had left an incredibly important position in Mo Lan's heart. It was as if that scoundrel's every frown and smile could move Mo Lan's heart and soul.

Sometimes he would laugh, sometimes he would complain. Slowly, Mo Lan's fingers suddenly caressed her burning red lips. Recalling the uncontrollable kiss he had with Ye Zifeng on the sofa just now, Mo Lan's entire being softened. She shyly said, "That scoundrel!"

This kind of young girl's feelings lasted for who knows how long. In the end, Mo Lan fell asleep with a sweet smile on her face.

The current Ye Zifeng didn't know the complex feelings he had as a beautiful teacher. After leaving the villa in Mo Lan's home, Ye Zifeng hummed this tune and continued forward, all the way until it was late, he didn't turn around to return to Ouyang Baanruo's villa, but instead directly walked out of the small district's entrance, and directly walked toward the Zhonghai Art Academy's direction.

The Zhonghai Art Academy wasn't too far away from the Tianlan Garden, but that was only because of the distance it covered. If one wanted to walk, it would take at least half an hour.

But Ye Zifeng did not seem to be in a hurry, walking leisurely, occasionally turning his head to look at the scenery on both sides of the road.

Zhong Hai was the largest and wealthiest city in Jiangnan, but he lived up to his reputation. It had only been three years, but there was already a tremendous change here. There were many tall buildings around, and he looked like he was surrounded by people coming to work at around eight or nine in the morning. As an international metropolis, this scene was also complementary to each other.

After walking for around 40 minutes, Ye Zifeng finally saw the head of the Zhonghai Art Academy gate.

Embarrassed, he pinched the tip of his nose. Ye Zifeng continued, "Yesterday, I wasn't paying attention as I sat in Ouyang Baanruo's car with that little girl. I didn't think that Tianlan Garden would actually reach such a state for so long …"

As he spoke, Ye Zifeng consecutively took a few steps to the entrance of the academy.

But Ye Zifeng never thought that in just a single night, he would become a celebrity in Zhonghai Art Academy.

The identity of Ouyang Baanruo's fiancé made Ye Zifeng famous overnight, and almost everyone knew about her Zhonghai Art Academy.

Along the way, people who looked like students kept pointing and talking behind Ye Zifeng: "Hey, hey, hey, look, quickly look, he is Ye Zifeng, the legendary Ouyang Baanruo's fiancé …"

"Where, where?"

"Oh, so it's him? Looking at how he looks, he is pretty average too, why would the ice mountain beauty Ouyang Baanruo fall for him? "

"Who knows?"

With regards to the evaluation of "Nothing special", Ye Zifeng was full of anger. He hated the fact that he couldn't just turn around and grab that disgraceful thing, so he questioned, "Although I'm not as handsome as the Sun God, I should at least be a man. Why am I so ordinary?"

As he thought about this, Ye Zifeng walked towards the direction of the piano, Zhonghai Art Academy, and piano classroom.

However, a group of people wearing white karate attire blocked Ye Zifeng's path at this moment.

This group of people looked to be about seven or eight people, all of them were extremely tall and strong, filled with killing intent, they surrounded Ye Zifeng in an instant.

The leader of the group had a crew cut, and he looked at Ye Zifeng with a sinister look.

"Look, look, people from the Karate Club?"

"Hehe, someone is going to be in trouble this time. Ouyang Baanruo is the target of Senior Faang Wenyuan's pursuit, now a fiance appeared out of nowhere. It seems like this Ye Zifeng won't be able to escape a beating today! "

Many of the people present only watched for the fun of it, especially towards this Ye Zifeng who claimed to be Ouyang Baanruo's fiancé. Quite a few people hoped that this fellow would be beaten up.

At the moment, the little boy with flat hair was staring at Ye Zifeng arrogantly, wanting to use his chin to look at him. Furthermore, he said to Ye Zifeng with an extremely sinister voice: "You are Ye Zifeng?"