Invincible Little School Doctor
Chapter 483 - 483 482 Cultivation

483: Chapter 482: Cultivation 483: Chapter 482: Cultivation Seeing Huo Mengyao feeling embarrassed, Ye Haochuan’s face wore a cheeky smile as he said, “Hehe, what’s wrong with doing it here?”

“Ugh, you’re incorrigible!”

Unable to contain her shyness, Huo Mengyao stretched out her delicate fingers and gently poked his forehead.

The natural charm that bloomed from her was heart-stirringly alluring.

“Haha!”

Ye Haochuan burst out laughing, lifted her beautiful chin, and winked, “Isn’t it the case?”

Huo Mengyao, too embarrassed to play along with his words, hung her head in shame.

The sight of her overwhelming shyness was wildly provocative.

“For the sake of establishing a harmonious society, let’s get started, Mengyao!

Hehe!”

“Stop it, hurry up, won’t you?”

That phrase worked like magic!

Ye Haochuan immediately jumped into the warm pool, pressing her beneath him…

Who knows how much time passed before the two of them silently began practicing their Dual Cultivation Technique in perfect unison.

Ye Haochuan’s cultivation was a bit higher, so the biggest beneficiary was none other than Huo Mengyao.

Boom!

Huo Mengyao felt a sudden clarity in her mind.

Both the power in her body and her mental spirit ascended to a new level, becoming stronger and more lucid!

“I’ve broken through!

Haochuan, I’ve broken through!” Huo Mengyao exclaimed with a mix of shock and joy.

Slap!

Ye Haochuan then lightly patted her and said, “Since you’ve broken through, then we should celebrate properly!…”

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” Huo Mengyao shot him a charming, exasperated look.

…

Nearly two hours later, the pair emerged.

Having just stepped into the Postnatal Peak, Huo Mengyao’s aura had noticeably risen more than one level.

Her complexion was peachy and rosy, enveloped in a dense charm.

Her ruddy cherry lips parted and closed as if they were glossed, dewy enough to wring water from.

Ye Haochuan gawked, gulping down saliva; damn!

“What are you staring at, dummy?”

“I’m looking at you!” Ye Haochuan smiled warmly, driven by the fiery passion in his heart, and tightly embraced her willowy waist.

At that moment, a female voice came from outside, “Sister Mengyao, the martial competition is about to start, are you ready?”

Ye Haochuan could guess that it was Fan Qingyin outside, even with his toes.

Damn, that Fan Qingyin really had a knack for timing.

Couldn’t she see we were in the middle of something?

With that thought, Ye Haochuan retorted somewhat irritably, “We’re practicing our cultivation right now!

Don’t you dare peek!”

Peek my foot!

Outside, Fan Qingyin felt dizzy with confusion.

That Sister Mengyao was really baffling.

The martial competition was about to begin, yet she had actually…

“I’m so angry, how could you say such things?

Qingyin doesn’t know how to face me now!

When I go out there, won’t she laugh herself to death?” Huo Mengyao’s face flushed a light red, pouting in feigned annoyance.

“No worries, no worries.

When I eventually win her over, you can make fun of her too,” Ye Haochuan chuckled.

“Pah, you philanderer!” Huo Mengyao rolled her eyes at him, then said pensively, “I wonder how many women you will end up enticing in the future…”

“Fool, do I look like the kind of man who would be disloyal?” Ye Haochuan gazed at her affectionately, his voice turning tender, “You know me, I always hanker for something new without growing tired of the old.

No matter how many women I attract, I won’t forget you.

I will always be good to you.”

Seeing his earnest sincerity, Huo Mengyao’s heart settled down.

In a Martial Arts Path Realm world where men are esteemed above women, what more could she ask for in a husband?

The two tidied themselves and left the room.

Fan Qingyin had already backed off to a distance, and upon seeing them come out, first shot Ye Haochuan an irritated glare, then turned to look at Huo Mengyao in surprise, exclaiming, “Sister Mengyao, you… you’ve reached the Postnatal Peak?

How did it happen so fast?”

Huo Mengyao glanced at Ye Haochuan bashfully, while Fan Qingyin was utterly puzzled, “Could it be this good-for-nothing who helped?”