Qiu Mucheng's delicate body retracted unconsciously, and then leaned closer to Ye Fan's side, her small hands tightly grasping the corner of Ye Fan's clothes, the palms of which were already filled with cold sweat.

Just like that, one second, two seconds~

A full five minutes passed, and the door was still empty, and no one appeared.

Just when Qiu Mucheng thought Ye Fan made a mistake, Ye Fan picked up the teacup and smiled again.

"Your Excellency, if you don't show up again, let me enjoy this excellent West Lake Longjing all to myself."

Sure enough, Ye Fan just finished speaking.

Wow~

There was a sudden gust of wind outside.

Immediately afterwards, in the dark night, a burly figure flashed past like a ghost.

When Qiu Mucheng looked again, she resolutely found that, at some point, a person was sitting opposite Ye Fan.

He was tall and burly, wearing a shabby gray robe, with a small black hammer hanging around his waist, and he looked a bit sloppy.

However, no one knows what kind of edge is hidden under this seemingly unkempt appearance.

At this time, the burly man was sitting opposite Ye Fan, smiling calmly, like Ye Fan, raised his glass and drank freely, calling out good tea, good tea.

That way, it was as if he had been sitting there and never left.

Qiu Mucheng was undoubtedly frightened, her pretty face was as pale as paper.

With trembling red lips, she looked at the strange man in front of her in horror, but couldn't say a word.

Until, Ye Fan's thick and powerful hands grasped her.

Just like a ship sailing into the harbor, Floating has found support.

The moment she was held by Ye Fan, it was as if she had magical powers, and Qiu Mucheng's frightened heart instantly calmed down.

The fear in my heart dissipated, leaving only peace.

That's right, with this man around, she doesn't have to be afraid of anything at all.

In the room, the lights flickered.

The scent of tea was lingering, and at the long table, two men toasted and drank.

As for Qiu Mucheng, Ye Fan asked her to go upstairs and wait for him.

The situation in front of him is naturally not something that Qiu Mucheng, a weak woman, can participate in.

It's just that the scene of two strangers drinking tea here seems a bit strange.

However, Ye Fan was not in a hurry.

The other party did not speak, and he did not speak.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Fan was calm as usual, drinking tea there comfortably and leisurely.

Ye Fan's calm and relaxed look undoubtedly surprised the man opposite him slightly. JrNovels.com