threw punches 。Ye Fan struck Lin Yifeng's left cheek, and Li Qiang struck his right cheek. 。A streak of blood, mixed with a few broken teeth, spurted from Lin Yifeng's mouth. 。He was filled with fur...Seeing Ye Fan appraising her body, Wu Min'er wasn't shy at all. Instead, she bravely stood tall with her chest out, lifted her hips, and met Ye Fan's gaze. 。That look was pure, with not a trace of malice. 。Ye Fan also had no evil thoughts, because he felt he was just admiring a work of art. 。To be honest, Wu Min'er's figure can outperform most women in Linhai City who claim to have good figures. 。Although only sixteen years old, given time, she is sure to become a new generation of youth idol who can rival Shuangyan. 。Just like a bud about to bloom, it will always blossom into the most beautiful and dazzling flower! Seeing this scene, Ye Fan took a deep breath, and even his breathing became a little rapid. 。He probably wouldn't have done anything with Wu Min'er if it hadn't been for the kitchen. 。But a final shred of reason told him, under no circumstances should he be impulsive. Facing such a devilishly alluring figure, he forcefully suppressed the surging impulse within him, and then said in a serious tone: "Stop standing beside me." 。This is a test. 。 Could it be that what Ye Fan just said was true"You," Dong XiaoXiao, were flushed with anger by Ye Fan's words, but she couldn't find a single word to refute him because what he said was indeed true....
Chapter 390: The Rhythm of Stir-Frying