After Sun Li left, Yang Yifan quickly left the stall, of course, he didn't forget to give the vendor money for the meal before leaving, and he didn't have any idea of eating the overlord's meal, nor did he give him the dark coin as the vendor wanted before.

After leaving the stall, Yang Yifan returned to the city, and after thinking for a long time, he dialed Fan Zetang's phone.

"Hey... Is it Xiao Yu, I'm back to Chiyue, there's something I want to tell you. ”

Fan Zetang on the other side of the phone was very happy to hear that Yang Yifan had returned to Chiyue, and Yang Yifan could guess from her excited words that she was probably jumping up happily now.

rejected Fan Zetang's invitation to her home, and made an appointment to meet, Yang Yifan silently hung up the phone.

It stands to reason that the man who finished talking to his little wife on the phone should be happy, but Yang Yifan couldn't be happy.

Yang Yifan's purpose of going to Fan Zetang was not very pure, to be precise, it should be to repay the favor.

Because Yang Yifan at that time looked like he was almost thirty years old because of the loss of physical vitality, and he was already dying. I was looking for Fan Zetang because of what happened in the hotel that night, plus the wrong physiological knowledge that Yang Yifan learned in the island movie. made him think that he would get pregnant like that, and hoped to leave a trace of bloodline inheritance for the Yang family through Fan Zetang.

As a result, of course, he did not die, and his appearance returned to the green appearance of a nineteen-year-old. From twenty-eight to eighteen, that's a full ten years of difference.

It is precisely for this reason that Yang Yifan loved and feared Fan Zetang in his days at Danfu University, and only dared to type voice with her, and never dared to open the video, because he was worried that she would not be able to accept the huge changes in her appearance.

I don't know if she likes her mature and stable self at the age of twenty-eight, or her high-spirited self at the age of eighteen. But the results should all be good, after all, no matter what, Yang Yifan is Yang Yifan, and it has never changed.

The time soon reached the appointed time, and he slowly walked into the agreed teahouse. At the moment when he walked up the stairs, Yang Yifan's eyes lit up, and at a glance he saw Fan Zetang, who was sitting in the corner dressed up beautifully, and was looking forward to it.

After adjusting his emotions a little, Yang Yifan was about to wave at Fan Zetang, but saw the disappointment in Xiao Nizi's eyes, and then took his eyes off himself?

Yang Yifan was slightly stunned, could it be that the gap between twenty-eight and eighteen was really so big, that he didn't recognize it?

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan chuckled, tidied up his clothes, and strode towards Fan Zetang's position.

What should come, will always come. Won't be half a minute late because of your cringe, your avoidance.

"Xiao Tang, what's the matter, don't you even know your husband?"

Fan Zetang just glanced at Yang Yifan with disgust when he approached, and then ignored him. She came an hour early tonight, just because she wanted to see her boyfriend early.

If you come early, you will naturally encounter more flies. She rejected several men who came up to talk to her like this, and naturally regarded Yang Yifan as such a person.

Until—Yang Yifan spoke.

Hearing Yang Yifan's voice, Fan Zetang raised his head happily, thinking that his sweetheart had arrived. When he saw Yang Yifan's face clearly, Fan Zetang's mouth opened wide in surprise, and that cute appearance was something that a man could have bold ideas.

"You, you, you... Are you Yang Yifan?"

Fan Zetang's tone was unusually surprised, and he stammered a little when he spoke.

Yang Yifan casually pulled over a chair and sat opposite Fan Zetang, and said with a smile.

"Of course, if it's fake, I don't have any twin brothers or anything like that. ”

"You are now ... Before you?"

Fan Zetang was a little incoherent under the shock, and he couldn't even express his own meaning clearly. However, Yang Yifan could understand what she meant, reached out and held Fan Zetang's hand on the table, and opened his LV99 lie technique.

Fan Zetang subconsciously twitched the hand held by Yang Yifan, but it was unsuccessful. His eyes looked at Yang Yifan's somewhat unfamiliar face in a daze, sniffing his familiar smell and those deep eyes between his noses.

Gradually, Van Zetang quieted down. Because she has already confirmed the eyes, this is her own man. So he stopped pulling his hand, and also held Yang Yifan's big hand with his backhand.

Yang Yifan felt the change in Fan Zetang, smiled slightly on his face, but his hand was held tighter.

This woman did not disappoint him.

"Actually, that's what I really look like, and my real age is eighteen. The reason why I looked so old before was because I was sick. ”

"Ahh

As soon as he heard Yang Yifan say that he was sick, Fan Zetang stood up from the sofa at once, eagerly came to Yang Yifan's side, and helped him check up and down.

Yang Yifan smiled and patted Fan Zetang's fragrant shoulder, motioned for her to sit beside him, and comforted.

"Isn't it all right for me, and my appearance has returned to its normal appearance. By the way, you won't like the way I am now, right?"

Fan Zetang looked up at Yang Yifan's delicate face, and his little face was slightly red. A word flashed in his heart, and now Yang Yifan is more compatible with himself, that is really a talented woman, a talented and beautiful woman, and a pair of heaven made in the earth.

After a long time, Fan Zetang came back to his senses in Yang Yifan's scorching gaze, only to find that he had been staring at Yang Yifan for a long time, and suddenly hurriedly lowered his head in shame, and his face was red from his earlobe to the base of his neck.

After a long while, a shy female voice was heard.

"You... What I like is you as a person, no matter what you become, my love for you will never change!"

Originally, according to the general situation, if Yang Yifan wanted to, he would definitely be able to go to second base that night, and even hit a home run with Fan Zetang.

What a job... Like poverty, refining flowers can also make a man become a righteous gentleman, and the custody can be better than Yanagishita Megumi.

Sending Fan Zetang to the door of the house, Yang Yifan stopped, because he still needed to let Fan Zetang probe Fan's mother's tone and whether he was willing to hand over his daughter to an eighteen-year-old hairy boy. If you don't want to, you have to think of a way.

After kissing goodbye nine times at the door, Yang Yifan finally walked down the stairs. Touching his somewhat swollen lips, he was in a good mood humming a little song and was about to find a place to drink some wine to celebrate, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Looking at the caller ID on his mobile phone, Yang Yifan slapped his head and secretly said badly.

I was so happy to be with my girlfriend in the afternoon, and I completely left everything behind. I didn't hear that Sun Lidu had already made more than ten calls to herself, if she didn't answer the phone again, the light of hope that the poor girl saw was extinguished again, and I am afraid that she would collapse again.