"Old man, don't pick the door like this, give two more pieces." Xiao Fan looked at the man and said with a smile.

The man's face under the vicissitudes of life under the sunglasses twitched suddenly, "Roll on, you are also worried about the harvest of my old man's day, and now the young people, alas, the world is declining." The man pouted and said cynically.

"Old man, you came out and pretended to be blind to cheat money, I didn't say anything, what's wrong with asking you for two dollars?" Xiao Fan pursed his lips and said angrily.

"No," said the man, holding the bowl and looking indignant.

"If you don't give it, you have to give it," Xiao Fan said with a sly smile.

"Why, you still can't grab it, in broad daylight, I see what you dare to do to me?" The old man said angrily.

"Hehe, old man, are you really blind?" Xiao Fan grinned and pointed to the sky, "It seems to be dark now." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"Poof," a coquettish laugh came, and Ye Qingcheng stood in front of the two of them.

"What a beautiful girl," the man exclaimed.

"For this girl's sake, I'm giving you two yuan," he said, taking out two yuan from the bowl and throwing them to Xiao Fan.

"When I met you, my old man really fell mold for eight lifetimes." The old guy was muttering freely.

Xiao Fan bent down with a smile and picked up two yuan from the ground, "Then thank you for your old man's kindness." ”

", don't disturb my old man's business," the man said impatiently.

Xiao Fan smiled and took Ye Tingcheng's hand, left, and walked towards the stall where the chicken wings were roasted.

Looking at the back of Xiao Fan leaving, the man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of intact eyes, "This kid is really a wonderful person," the man's vicissitudes of life were full of smiles.

Looking at the figures of Ye Qingcheng and Xiao Fan, he glanced at the sky, "Call it a day." ”

Putting the bowl in a black broken pocket, wearing sunglasses, and holding a cane, he bent his body slightly and slowly left.

Xiao Fan's eyes were shining, but he saw the figure of the man leaving, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, "That person, I'm afraid it's not simple." Xiao Fan smiled faintly.

Huaxia, it is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The old man who followed Nalan Yanyue that day, now met an unfathomable guy at the food stall, "It seems that some Yelang is arrogant." Xiao Fan smiled faintly.

took the fragrant roast chicken wings from the vendor, and walked towards Ye Chengcheng with a smile.

"Here," Xiao Fan said with a smile.

Ye Qingcheng smiled sweetly, took a light bite, and bit off the crispy skin, revealing the tender white muscles inside.

Ye Tingcheng chewed gently, a pair of eyes bent into a crescent shape, "It's so fragrant," Ye Tingcheng looked at Xiao Fan and smiled sweetly.

"It's just that this chicken wing is eaten, but there are more twists and turns." Xiao Fan touched his nose and said lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Tingcheng sneered.

The moon stars are scarce, and Ye Tingcheng, who has walked two streets, finally rubbed his calves and said that he was tired.

"Tired, go home." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

Ye Qingcheng pouted, blinked his big eyes, and looked at Xiao Fan who refused to speak.

"Okay, I'll carry you." Xiao Fan said helplessly.

Hearing this, Ye Tingcheng smiled, looked at Xiao Fan who was bowing down, stretched out his jade arm, hugged Xiao Fan's neck, and stuck his soft delicate body on Xiao Fan's back.

Xiao Fan picked up Ye Tingcheng on his back, and his big hand coincidentally touched Ye Tingcheng's delicate buttocks, which were elastic and soft, which made Xiao Fan feel uneasy for a while.

Ye Chengcheng, who was lying on Xiao Fan's north, had a pretty face, red and glamorous, buried his head in Xiao Fan's north, covered his face, and didn't dare to see anyone.

Walking slowly towards home with Ye Tingcheng on his back, I don't know when, Ye Tingcheng made an even breathing sound, "This Nizi is actually asleep." Xiao Fan shook his head and smiled, but his pace was much faster.

The night was cool, Ye Chengcheng wore less, and he caught a cold when he turned around.

Back at home, Mother Wen and Wen Yiqian hadn't slept yet.

Wen Yiqianzhi was wearing a light gauze pajamas, with a delicate and graceful figure, faintly visible, with long hair, wet, probably just after taking a shower.

As everyone knows, the looming temptation is fatal to men.

Originally, there were Ye Chengcheng on his back, which was already a strange torture for Xiao Fan, with a soft body, and a breath like an orchid in his mouth, fortunately, Xiao Fan's concentration was good, but when he saw this scene, his concentration couldn't get better.

Xiao Fan suddenly felt that he was looking up firmly.

Xiao Fan smiled at the two, but in that smile, no matter how you look at it, there is a little embarrassment, Wen's mother is watching TV, she just glanced up at Xiao Fan, and didn't pay attention to it.

And Wen Yiqian's eyes glanced lightly, but she clearly captured Xiao Fan's ugliness, her pretty face was slightly red, looking at Xiao Fan walking with her body hunched, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Xiao Fan put Ye Tingcheng on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and covered the quilt.

Slightly relieved, Ye Tingcheng opened his small mouth, "Giggles, you are so bad," muttered unconsciously.

Xiao Fan looked at Ye Tingcheng, feeling that this girl was talking in a dream.

Looking at Ye Tingcheng's delicate appearance in his sleep, Xiao Fan felt pity in his heart and kissed Ye Tingcheng's forehead lightly.

The little girl's fair face was tinged with a faint crimson.

Xiao Fan sat on the edge of Ye Qingcheng's bed, frowning slightly.

"Yiqian and her mother have been living here, and it is not a long-term solution after all." Xiao Fan said secretly in his heart.

Last time, Wen Yiqian tempted him once, but he refused.

Wen Yiqian is thin-skinned, and probably won't do such a thing, but living under the same roof is sometimes unconscious.

In addition, with Mother Wen picking up behind her back, Wen Yiqian is interested in him again, and Xiao Fan has no confidence in his determination.

It's hard to guarantee when, he won't be able to hold it, and Wen Yiqian won't refuse him at that time, but it will really be a big mistake when the time comes.

Looking at the sleeping Ye Tingcheng, Xiao Fan smiled helplessly, although the little girl didn't say it, in fact, she was shrewd in her heart.

"Alas, let's take one step at a time," Xiao Fan shook his head and sighed.

covered the quilt for Ye Tingcheng, turned out the lights in the room, and left the room, but saw Wen Yiqian sitting on the sofa, with white ** fruit dew and wet long hair, floating casually, adding a bit of charm.

Looking at Xiao Fan's eyes, Wen Yiqian's face was slightly red, but her eyes were burning at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan touched his nose stupidly, "Good night," said hello, and couldn't wait to go back to the bedroom.

Back to the room, Xiao Fan looked at the messy room, smiled faintly, and wanted to come, but he didn't come back to live for some days.

The kimono lay down, with his hands behind his head, but Xiao Fan pressed a hard thing.