"Ye Tian, you're awful!"
Yun Xinyan muttered under her breath. Ye Tian burst into hearty laughter, "Dear wife, don't they say 'if men aren't bad, women don't love them'? Isn't a man like me the most charming?"
"Hmph!"
Yun Xinyan pouted dissatisfiedly.
As Ye Tian had said, what attracted Yun Xinyan to him the most was the hint of roguishness about him—a roguishness that made her love and hate him, unable to stop.
"You must practice seriously the cultivation technique Master Zhang taught you!"
Yun Xinyan urged once again, to which Ye Tian promptly nodded and said, "Don't worry, wife. At first, I thought that Master Zhang was a fraud, but now it seems he does have some skills. So, that thing, whatever it was he taught me, I'll practice it well."
While speaking, Ye Tian tossed Yun Xinyan onto the bed.
