Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

After taking a shower, Ye Fan dried his hair and called Xian Zuling to the study to begin their first tutoring session.

However, when Xian Zuling finished her bath and pushed open the study door to walk in, Ye Fan was completely dumbfounded.

At school, Xian Zuling always wore a large, bulky coat or a puffy down jacket, wrapping herself up tightly, as if she were wearing a big raincoat, making it impossible to see her figure.

Although Ye Fan had occasionally thought she had a good figure in the courtyard, he had never seen her bring such a direct and shocking visual impact as he did today!

Because the heating was on inside, Xian Zuling took off his heavy coat and left it on.

At that moment, she was wearing a fitted knitted sweater with a thin thermal undershirt underneath.

The sweater was a slightly fitted style, and once she put it on, it instantly revealed her perfectly hidden curves!

With a tall and slender figure of over 1.7 meters and a tiny waist that could be encircled with one hand, her proportions are simply unparalleled.

Looking at the scene before him, Ye Fan couldn't help but think of a common saying: "Slender branches bear abundant fruit, sweet and refreshing, and good for clearing heat."

The most crucial point is that this is absolutely not the kind of illusion created by technology and hard work in later generations, but a genuine, all-natural, and enviable figure!

Xian Zuling felt extremely uncomfortable under Ye Fan's blatant and amazed gaze. Her face flushed red instantly, and she stood at the doorway as if sitting on pins and needles, her small hands instinctively or unconsciously protecting her body, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

Realizing his lapse in composure, Ye Fan quickly coughed lightly, averted his gaze, pointed to the open notebook on the table, and forcibly suppressed the ripples in his heart:

"Ahem... Okay, let's begin. Tell me about this part, what's the main topic of this chapter?"

Seeing that Ye Fan had steered the conversation back to the main topic, Xian Zuling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She obediently walked over and sat down, unfolded her notebook, and began her first ever tutoring session with Ye Fan:

"This mainly means... this concept carries a significant weight in the final exam..."

The study was quiet, with only Xian Zuling's soft and gentle voice explaining.

The two were very close together. Without the barrier of their heavy winter clothes, the faint scent of shower gel emanating from each other and their burning body temperature quietly spread in the small space.

As Xian Zuling was speaking, she couldn't help but turn her head to steal a glance at Ye Fan. Seeing that he was engrossed in looking at his notebook, she hurriedly and hastily looked away, her heart beating faster involuntarily.

The moment Xian Zuling shyly looked away, Ye Fan's gaze quietly shifted from the notebook to her heaving chest, his eyes both tender and burning.

The study was so quiet that only the sound of turning pages and the scratching of pens on paper could be heard.

Ye Fan stared at the words on the notebook, but couldn't concentrate on a single one; his mind was filled with that fleeting glimpse of the scene from earlier.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to focus back on the textbook, and said in a hoarse voice, "Um... please continue, I'm listening."

Xian Zuling gave a soft "hmm" and continued speaking, but her voice was even softer than before, and the blush at the base of her ears quietly spread to her neck.

The cold wind howled outside the window, but the room was warm and cozy.

During their tutoring session that night, both of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts, and neither of them was able to truly calm down.

......

And so, the tutoring session lasted for nearly an hour and a half before finally coming to an end.

Ye Fan closed his notebook, stretched, his bones cracking a few times, and let out a long sigh: "Okay, you did a good job today. You've practically filled my brain."

Xian Zuling smiled and tidied up the textbooks and notes on the table, replying softly, "Ye Fan is actually very smart, he just hasn't been paying attention in class much, but he can catch up quickly."

Ye Fan was quite pleased with her compliment and was about to tease her a bit more when he saw Xian Zuling get up with her textbooks, obediently say "Goodnight," and then tiptoe back to her room.

Ye Fan watched her figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

However, not long after, the sound of running water could be heard from the kitchen.

Ye Fan walked over and saw that Xian Zuling was rolling up his sleeves and washing the leftover dishes from the hot pot dinner clean.

She worked very diligently, her head down, her slender fingers holding the dishcloth, carefully rinsing each dish one by one, her movements so light that they were almost inaudible.

Ye Fan understood her thoughts and didn't go over to help.

For this girl, only by doing some housework in the courtyard could she avoid feeling awkward and uneasy about taking advantage of others.

Ye Fan stood by the window in the study, looking at the dark night outside and the howling cold wind, and couldn't help but shiver.

This awful weather! It'd be freezing in the dorms, thankfully I live in a bamboo grove courtyard with central air conditioning, so I don't have to suffer like that...

The next morning, when Xian Zuling groggily opened his eyes, he picked up his phone and found that it was already past ten o'clock!

"Oh no, oh no!"

The spirit of the ancestor was so frightened that it shuddered and all its sleepiness vanished instantly.

She quickly got out of bed, thinking she should hurry downstairs to prepare breakfast.

She hastily threw on a fitted knitted sweater, rushed to the bathroom to wash up quickly, and hurriedly ran downstairs without even bothering to comb her hair.

However, when she ran downstairs to the dining table, she froze instantly—

In the center of the spacious dining table sat a large pot of steaming seafood porridge, next to which were neatly arranged hot fried dough sticks, large meat buns, and a plate of refreshing stir-fried vegetables.

Clearly, Ye Fan had already gotten up and had personally prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

At this moment, Xian Zuling was still sleepy from getting up too quickly, and her hair was messy and sticking up, completely revealing her pretty face, which she usually covered with bangs, black-rimmed glasses, and something.

Wearing only a figure-hugging sweater, she looked exactly like a young wife who had just woken up and was at a loss for what to do.

Ye Fan, standing to the side, stared at the ancestral spirit before him, completely stunned.

This was the first time in this lifetime that Ye Fan had seen the Ancestor Spirit completely remove its "disguise" and reveal its true appearance!

Without the heavy bangs and unfashionable glasses obscuring her features, her facial features were extremely three-dimensional and exquisite.

Her eyebrows were lightly painted willow-leaf eyebrows, curved without any sharp angles, like distant mountains shrouded in a thin mist along the Xiang River.

Those eyes were clear and gentle, with a slight downward tilt at the corners, making them look like a pool of rippling spring water, warm and soft, without a trace of spiciness.

Her small lips are a natural light red, full and soft, as if she has just taken a sip of sweet and glutinous rice wine. With a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth, even the bright and beautiful features unique to Hunan girls are transformed into a gentle and soft-spoken voice.

She wasn't being dishonest; she simply hid the fierceness inherent in women from Hunan province within her gentleness, like a bowl of warmed sweet rice wine—clear, sweet, and mellow, only revealing a touch of the unique tenderness of the Hunan River when the aftereffects kick in.