no coffee, not even the chicken legs taste good without it. 。The beautiful bartender stumbled, almost falling to the ground. 。What a person, this dead fat guy, no sense of style at all, actually runn...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...Fan, thinking to herself, "You cheapskate! I went through so much trouble getting Li Xiating drunk, just for you to sleep with her." 。The internal feeling of heat was intensifying, and the desire to b...