Chapter 3: A moving call

Ye Xi got up from the ground, stood up, and walked towards Ye Fan step by step.

Ye Fan was fully alert and looked at Yunfeng and Crow, hoping that they would give him some hints. But it seemed that they hadn't seen anything, and looked at him with interest, then turned around to look at Ye Xi.

After a few steps, Ye Xi had already walked in front of him and suddenly stretched out his right hand to him. Ye Fan hurriedly jumped back, but saw Ye Xi smiled and said, "Welcome to join."

Ye Fan was stunned. He never thought that a smile would bring such a big change to a person. Ye Xi, who had a expressionless face, could only be said to be ordinary, but after this smile, it immediately made people feel much more pleasing to the eye. Is her meaning now to express her recognition of herself?

Ye Fan was confused, but he would never accept this right hand showing his favor. This was different from the brief contact between the fight. He was afraid that Ye Xi would investigate his true identity from the breath like Huang Daxian. Although there was a crow saying that his breath was different from Ye Cheng, he still had to be careful.

So Ye Fan deliberately continued the moment of confusion. Ye Xi's hand had reached in front of him and waited, while he was still looking at the other person motionlessly.

Ye Xi smiled even more movingly, but finally shrank his hand back. The crow came over and said, "I knew you were going to do this again."

Yexi was just laughing, not talking.

The crow then turned to Ye Fan and said, "It's okay, that's what she is."

Yexi waved at him and said, "I will be a partner in the future!"

Ye Fan was lamenting "Women, women", and at this time it had been quickly modified to "Girl, girls". Ye Xi seemed a little childish, and Ye Fan was already curious about her age.

Ye Fan said goodbye to the three of them again, and the three of them watched. Ye Fan walked to the stairs and looked back. The crow and Yunfeng had already entered the door. Ye Xi was still looking at him. When he saw that he turned around, he waved his hand hard. Ye Fan quickly squeezed his smile and wondered, is this a Jianjiazi or a mentally ill?

When he went down to the first floor lobby, he saw Wong Tai Sin sitting on a dining table by the window, drinking leisurely. Wong Tai Sin wore sunglasses and looked like a fortune teller, but he looked quite classic. He didn't think anything about it when he saw it in the room. At this time, he sat in the hall and Ye Fan almost thought that he had traveled through time.

While Ye Fan appeared at the entrance of the stairs, Huang Daxian had already looked over. Ye Fan had no choice but to know that he was not as good as Ye Ping, and could hide his breath in front of these people.

Ye Fan really didn't want to have any contact with this person, so he nodded and smiled at him, and was about to go out in a hurry.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. Ye Fan was anxious to leave, but Huang Daxian wanted to call him: "Little brother, come here and sit down."

Ye Fan was reluctant to come and sit down, and was reluctant to call him. He was in his prime and was called brother by an old man over fifty years old. This made Ye Fan think of Zhou Botong, but unfortunately the old man in front of him was far less cute than Zhou Botong.

Ye Fan came to the front helplessly, looked at him and even shouted "You old Guigeng". The old man was not drinking anything, but a glass of ice cream in front of him.

Ye Fan sat opposite him and had a deep understanding in his heart: most people who practice skills are a little abnormal. What about himself? Ye Fan thought about it carefully and felt very relieved. He felt that he was very normal.

The old man asked, "What do you want?"

Ye Fan shook his head in a hurry. It is rare for an old man to eat ice cream, not to mention that he eats ice cream before 10 o'clock in the morning. Ye Fan estimated that the waiters in this hotel should be frightened.

Ye Fan wanted to leave as soon as possible, so he took the initiative to say, "What's wrong with the old man?"

The old man laughed dryly, as if he was resurrected from the dead. Ye Fan's hair was almost standing up, and he heard him pulling his throat and saying, "Last time I wanted to touch the bones of my little brother, I'm on guard. Now everyone is my own, I want to take a look for you again."

Ye Fan was stunned and hurriedly called out: "I don't think there is any need for this! Isn't that thing all feudal superstition?"

"Why, my little brother can't believe me." The old man's half-drowsy eyes swept across Ye Fan's face. He probably thought his eyes were sharp. In fact, Ye Fan only got one message from his eyes: the old man probably hadn't washed his face in three days.

But the bone-touching thing is now impossible to escape, so I can only bet on luck, Ye Fan gritted his teeth. I hope he will come to the same conclusion as a crow! If it is discovered... Ye Fan glanced around him, he could not do anything about the wall, but it would be a little bit of a glass window.

With a certain idea, Ye Fan said, "Then please help me!" As he said that, he slowly handed his left hand. He was still praying in his heart, how good it would be to rob now.

The robbery did not come, but a robbery came. A crisp shout came from behind: "Ye Fan, why are you here?"

Ye Fan was so excited! He guessed that this would be the most touching call from Ye Ping that he had heard in his life. Ye Fan closed his left hand and turned his head quickly, almost burst into tears.

Ye Ping walked over in two steps and asked again: "Why are you here?"

Ye Fan praised her acting skills in his heart, and cooperated and said, "Well, this gentleman wants to touch my bones and tell fortunes."

Ye Ping laughed: "Although you are dirty, you are also a college student, why do you still believe in these things?"

Ye Fan was helpless.

Ye Ping glanced at Huang Daxian and continued to laugh: "You are really good at telling fortunes, but you can even find an old man who eats ice cream early in the morning..."

Ye Fan thought to himself that Ye Ping was really bold enough. He knew that the other party was still dared to laugh openly. He turned to look at Huang Daxian and continued to make a helpless expression. On the other hand, he got a cheaper look and said obediently: "Don't do this, let this gentleman do it."

Unexpectedly, Ye Ping also had a helpless expression that was exactly the same as him: "Okay, you have to count it, just count it!"

Ye Fan called the mute eating coptis chinensis, and couldn't say anything about the pain. He wanted to suck his mouth. Huang Daxian was already happily stretched out his hand. Ye Fan looked at Ye Ping and handed over helplessly.

Just as he was about to catch it, Ye Ping rushed up and slapped Ye Fan in the head, shouting: "You really do it, I'll slap you to death."

Ye Fan was so excited that he was beaten this time. He hurriedly looked in fear and fear on his face, and said from the bottom of his heart: "No, no, no, no." He winked at Wong Tai Sin.
Chapter completed!