The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 686 "New Interpretation of Sharing a Bed

"Oh Captain Chen, it’s been ten or half a month, no more talk of comas. Loving to bully women must be something you brought with you from the womb, and something you can’t change!" Ye Chenfeng said, giving Lin Qingzhu a meaningful look.

In an instant, Lin Qingzhu’s face turned as red as a blush cloth, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Since... Since Ye Chenfeng, you’re awake, I’ll take my leave first. There’s a ton of work waiting for me at the hospital. Captain Chen, Ye Chenfeng, see you next time!" Lin Qingzhu hurriedly made her way to leave.

"Alright, thank you, Doctor Lin. I’ll treat you to a meal when we have the chance."

As Lin Qingzhu reached the door, Ye Chenfeng’s voice suddenly rang in her ears, nearly causing her to trip and fall.

The whole person even more panicked and fled, looking just like a deserter.

Seeing Lin Qingzhu leave, Chen Xijun gave Ye Chenfeng a white look, "Look at your hooligan manner, you’ve scared off Doctor Lin."

Ye Chenfeng really felt like crying but had no tears. Just who was the hooligan? He had almost lost his virtue while unconscious a moment ago.

Ye Chenfeng also blamed himself a bit for waking up so early. What was he thinking?

He hadn’t even enjoyed the taste of being taken advantage of while comatose. Waking up in the middle of it would definitely have been exhilarating.

"Seeing that lecherous look on your face, you should have stayed unconscious for a few more days," Chen Xijun said discontentedly.

Even though Ye Chenfeng had been unconscious for three days and had just woken up, he had already returned to normal.

The moment he woke up, Lin Qingzhu had kindled a fire in him and now that Lin Qingzhu was gone, the fire hadn’t died down but had flared up even more intensely.

"Hmph, you’d better remember to thank Doctor Lin later. Without her attentive care, you wouldn’t have recovered so quickly. You bastard, flirting with Doctor Lin the moment you wake up," Chen Xijun said.

Ye Chenfeng: "...".

He really was like a mute who had eaten bitter herbs, suffering without being able to speak.

Ye Chenfeng really wanted to shout to Chen Xijun: You just don’t understand romance.

No, it should be you just don’t understand Lin Qingzhu.

She’s actually quite repressed inside and was probably always brewing plans to take him down.

"Ah, little Junjun, we’ve now shared a bed together," Ye Chenfeng, with his passions still aflame, targeted Chen Xijun next.

Chen Xijun’s complexion changed drastically, "What are you saying? Shared a bed? What nonsense are you spouting? Be careful, or I’ll rip your tongue out."

"Is this bed yours? Have you used it?" Ye Chenfeng inquired.

"It’s my bed, I’ve used it," Chen Xijun answered.

"Is this your pillow? Have you used it?"

"It’s mine, I’ve used it."

Ye Chenfeng smiled smugly, "There you go, I’ve also used this bed and pillow. What’s wrong with saying we’ve shared them? No problem at all!"

Chen Xijun: "...".

Ye Chenfeng’s argument was so reasonable that she found herself with no grounds for rebuttal.

"Ah, little Junjun, I never expected that you’d bring me to your home. Seems you’ve had designs on me for a while. Why don’t we just get it over with? Don’t worry, I’ve recovered robust and vigorous, I won’t disappoint you," Ye Chenfeng snickered.

"Get lost! Okay, now scram!"

Without further ado, Chen Xijun started pulling Ye Chenfeng off the bed.

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng let out a mournful howl that instantly changed Chen Xijun’s complexion. She anxiously asked, "Ye Chenfeng, what’s wrong with you? Are you okay? Don’t scare me."

"Hehe, I’m fine, I was just scaring you." Seeing the worried look on Chen Xijun’s face, Ye Chenfeng could no longer hold back and burst out laughing loudly.

"You bastard, I’m going to kill you!" Chen Xijun charged at him.

But Ye Chenfeng deftly dodged, standing at the doorway and smiling at Chen Xijun, "My dear bunkmate, goodbye. I’ll sleep with you in the same bed next time."

"You bastard, don’t let me catch you!"

Even after leaving Chen Xijun’s apartment, Ye Chenfeng’s ears were still ringing with Chen Xijun’s angry voice.

"Divine King, have you recovered?" The God of Killing couldn’t help but rejoice when he saw Ye Chenfeng fully revived.

Ye Chenfeng nodded, "I’m all right now. By the way, has anything happened over the past couple of days?"

"Nothing, Divine King, I’ve taken care of everything."

"Good, by the way, how did you deal with Qianmian’s corpse?" Ye Chenfeng’s eyes flashed as he couldn’t help but ask.

"No problem, rest assured," the God of Killing assured.

However, a trace of doubt crossed Ye Chenfeng’s eyes, and he said with some surprise, "I believed I had killed him, but I’ve been unconscious for three whole days, with his formidable strength I feel he wouldn’t die so easily, even though I used the Divine Source Power, but the man has the ancient Yoga Skill."

"Analyzing it like that, it’s indeed possible," the God of Killing said with a heavy tone and a grim face.

"Let’s do this, where did you put his body? We’ll know once we take a look," Ye Chenfeng suggested.

"Alright, Divine King, please follow me," the God of Killing said.

In the car.

"Meditation is really too terrifying," the God of Killing said, still shaken.

Ye Chenfeng nodded, "Exactly, I’m not afraid of assassins trained in a regular manner, but I fear those experts who possess secret techniques. Some ancient martial arts have boundless power and all sorts of miraculous abilities that we cannot possibly anticipate."

"Divine King, what’s the deal with his Face-changing Technique?" the God of Killing asked curiously.

"By using meditation, he has already reached a very high realm. It is said that one who masters the King Cobra Yoga Skill to perfection can open up 72,000 Qi Meridians; he has already opened up 18,000, which is already a top-level realm. Changing faces is naturally easy for him and calling it ’thousands of faces’ is quite modest," Ye Chenfeng explained.

As the two conversed, they quickly arrived at the cemetery.

"Is this the place?" A faint sense of unease unexpectedly flickered through Ye Chenfeng’s heart.

"Yes, Divine King, please follow me!"

The God of Killing led the way, and Ye Chenfeng followed him.

They soon arrived at the spot where the God of Killing had buried Qianmian, but the scene before them both shocked them.

For the grave had been disturbed, and inside there was nothing left.

"Is this the place?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"Yes, it is right here. I buried him myself."

"As expected, he’s still alive. He must have used a secret technique to feign death and deceive us, and left after you had gone," Ye Chenfeng deduced.

The God of Killing gasped in shock, "Doesn’t that mean we are in great danger? He will surely come back for vengeance."

"Don’t worry, not for now. Although he didn’t die, he has suffered severe injury and won’t recover in a few months, so in the meantime, it is best if we finish him off. If such a person were to use assassin techniques against me, it would be terrifying," Ye Chenfeng said.