Li Chunyan's cheeks were flushed, one hand was holding the door frame and the other was carrying a bottle of wine.
Zhang Fan looked closely and saw that it was Shaoxing wine used for cooking in the kitchen, with an alcohol content of 15%. Although it wasn't high, Li Chunyan wasn't a good drinker. This bottle was newly bought and was now almost empty. Given Li Chunyan's alcohol tolerance, she must have gotten drunk.
"Zhang Fan, hiccup." Li Chunyan hiccuped, a smile playing on her lips, and raised an eyebrow: "Zhang Fan, you're not getting away."
The way she looked at Zhang Fan was very familiar to him; he had seen it on Bai Rou'er and Li Jingjing—it was the look she gave him when she wanted to win him over.
Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat as he saw Li Chunyan stride towards him.
"Don't even think about running away!" Li Chunyan reached out and pressed Zhang Fan, who was trying to get up, back down.
The aroma of wine and orchids filled Zhang Fan's nostrils, while Li Chunyan's warm breath made him feel hot as well.
"Sister-in-law, this isn't a good idea." Zhang Fan wanted to send Li Chunyan back.
“Zhang Fan, if you don’t behave, your sister-in-law will ignore you.” Li Chunyan was his only family, and Zhang Fan didn’t want to lose her.
Anyway, Li Chunyan is drunk, so she probably can't do anything.
Thinking this, Zhang Fan released Li Chunyan's hand.
Li Chunyan thought she was dreaming, and her courage grew.
She held down Zhang Fan's two hands with one hand, but her hands were too small to hold him back, though Zhang Fan still cooperated very well.
Hearing the noise, Xiao Hei tried to come closer to see, but Zhang Fan slashed it away with one palm. It rolled several times on the ground before stopping. It whimpered and finally found a corner to curl up into a ball.
Zhang Fan's skills seem to have improved even further recently.
Li Chunyan's other hand stroked Zhang Fan's thin face, his strong chest muscles, his well-defined eight-pack abs, and gradually moved downwards...
Zhang Fan miscalculated. He thought Li Chunyan would pass out quickly, but he didn't expect her to stay drunk for so long.
Later, seeing that Li Chunyan was too tired, he helped out a bit.
The next morning, Li Chunyan slowly woke up and found herself sleeping in Zhang Fan's bed. Her face flushed instantly.
Wasn't I dreaming last night? How did I end up sleeping in Zhang Fan's bed?
Were those scenes from last night just a dream?
She looked down and saw that it was covered in mottled marks.
That wasn't a dream; it actually happened.
Li Chunyan's face flushed. Holding her breath, she quietly got out of bed, bent down to pick up her clothes from the floor, and tiptoed out of the room.
As soon as the door closed, Zhang Fan on the bed opened his eyes instantly.
He was afraid of embarrassing his sister-in-law, so he could only pretend to be half asleep.
Whether it's a fleeting romance or a long-term relationship, Zhang Fan respects Li Chunyan's decision.
He listened for a while, and only opened the door after he heard Li Chunyan leave.
He walked into the kitchen and saw the food that Li Chunyan had left for him.
There was a note under the bowl. I picked it up and read the neat handwriting: "Let's just treat yesterday's events as a dream."
Zhang Fan held the note tightly in his palm. After a while, wisps of smoke escaped from between his fingers and rose into the air.
Zhang Fan opened his palm, and the paper note burned in his palm. The scalding flames rose up, emitting a scorching temperature, and grew smaller and smaller until only a clump of ashes remained.
But Zhang Fan didn't feel anything at all.
Since obtaining the Blazing Whip, his heat resistance has improved considerably.
Although his physical strength was extraordinary, he would still get hot when exposed to things that were too hot.
Yesterday at dinner, he carried a bowl of freshly cooked soup from the kitchen to the table.
He could feel the soup bowl was scalding hot, but he didn't feel burned.
After putting down the soup bowl, he looked at his hands and didn't feel any burns.
Every time he used the Blazing Whip, he felt a heat gathering in his palm where he held the whip, perhaps because the Blazing Whip made his palm feel hot.
The fact that the paper strip can now burn in his palm indicates that his hand is on fire.
If he weren't worried about being discovered by the Tianlongmen group, he would have really liked to take out the Blazing Whip and practice with it.
It wasn't that he was afraid of those people, but rather that he feared the people of the Heavenly Dragon Sect would harm those close to him.
Zhang Fan stretched and looked up at the distant sky.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Will Chi Fei arrive on time?
By the way, he's going back to Zhangjiapo to move tomorrow. I wonder if he'll be able to find Chi Fei. I'll leave a note at home then.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: the restaurant's secret recipe was almost used up, and he needed to stock up on more.
Zhang Fan immediately called Bai Rou'er.
"Zhang Fan, come to the restaurant for lunch." Bai Rou'er seemed very busy, and spoke quickly.
Upon arriving at the Kelai Restaurant, Zhang Fan went directly to the salt warehouse. After infusing the salt with spiritual energy, he then headed towards his office.
He had used up all his spiritual energy last time, so he absorbed some spiritual energy from the air these past few days.
Although not much, it's more than enough to make the secret recipe.
Zhang Fan knocked on the door. Bai Rou'er was inside looking at something; the documents were piled up like a small mountain. He didn't say anything and sat down directly on the sofa opposite Bai Rou'er.
Several minutes later, Bai Rou'er looked up unintentionally and noticed Zhang Fan sitting opposite her. Her dull eyes immediately lit up: "You came without saying anything. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Just arrived." Bai Rou'er put down the account book and rushed towards Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, I haven't seen you for several days, I missed you so much."
What are you looking at?
Bai Rou'er: "These are the restaurant's ledgers. Here and at the branches, we make a profit of 1 million a month."
Zhang Fan owns shares and will receive a share of the profits at the end of the year.
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