Chapter: 1241

"Trust me, no one can force you to do what you don't want to do, who you don't want to marry."

"My little sister, Chu Tianfan, can't tolerate any insult!"

Boom~

The words are majestic and loud.

In the whole room, there was clanging.

Xu Lei, who was shocked, was panicked.

Those eyes looked at Ye Fan with an inexplicable light.

At that time Xu Lei was stunned, her beautiful eyes were red, but she burst into tears instantly.

In the ears, there is Ye Fan's gut-wrenching breath.

Deafening~


It was late at night.

Ye Fan didn't bother, and asked Xu Lei to rest earlier.

At the door of the room, looking at the thin back of Ye Fan leaving, Xu Lei had all kinds of emotions brewing in her heart.

"Brother Xiaofan, you said that you hoped that I would meet the person I like as soon as possible and find my life's destination. I hope that I will marry as a wife, take care of my husband and raise my children, and be happy for the rest of my life."

"However, how would you know that after meeting you, how could Lei'er fall in love with other people?"

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking!"

"Brother Xiaofan, you are the water of the sea in Lei'er's heart, and you are the clouds in Wushan in Lei'er's heart~"

The night is lonely and the lights flicker.

Xu Lei just stood there like this, silently looking at the direction Ye Fan left, her brows and eyes were full of inexplicable firmness.

One night passed quickly.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light came on, Ye Fan went out to exercise early.

This is Ye Fan's long-standing habit.

It is recorded in Yundao Tianshu that morning exercise is a very cost-effective practice.

It not only has the effect of self-cultivation, but also cultivates the mind.

It can not only strengthen the body, but also sharpen the mind and will.

Over the years, Ye Fan has been actively practicing according to the book.

After returning to the hotel, Ye Fan was about to check the time with his mobile phone when he noticed a WeChat message.

"Um?"

"Is it from Xiaohong?"

Ye Fan checked the time. It was around nine o'clock last night. At that time, he had just finished calling Qiu Mucheng, and he didn't look at his phone much after that. JrNovels.com