What's more, what makes Ye Fan even more unbearable is that in the past, when he watched Bollywood movies produced in India, there was always a rap and dance interspersed in it.

So much so that Ye Fan felt that he was not watching an inspirational movie, but watching a children's drama.

Of course, these are off topic.

Ye Fan's trip to the south this time is not for sightseeing and experiencing exotic customs.

It has been several days since Yueyao left, and she doesn't know how the silly girl is doing now.

Ye Fan must find her as soon as possible.

At this time, inside a Chinese restaurant.

Ye Fan found a place by the window, drinking tea while listening to the conversations and discussions of the surrounding diners.

But it's basically just chatting and talking nonsense, saying things that are not nutritious.

Ye Fan listened for a long time, but did not hear any useful news.

"Brother, Yanxia people?"

At this moment, a young Caucasian youth approached beside him.

This young man has beautiful blond hair, high nose bridge unique to Western Europe, blue eyes, coupled with his bright clothes, he looks like a descendant of Western European nobles.

"Yeah." Ye Fan nodded, looking absent-minded.

"Hi, my name is Kane."

"Would you like to get to know each other?"

"Meeting is fate."

"My father told me from an early age to make friends."

"I'd be happy to meet a Yanxia friend."

"Is there a river called the Yellow River in your hot summer?"

"I heard that the water level is higher than the city."

"And the Great Wall?"

"Have you seen it?"

"Is it spectacular?"

"Can you tell me about it."

"By the way, your hot summer food is also delicious."

"I always feel that the Chinese restaurants here are very coping, are they not authentic at all..."

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This guy seems to be a chatterbox.

It's eloquent. JrNovels.com