"Death, go away, didn't you see that there is still someone there?" Zhou Yun'er blushed and slapped Ye Han's hand away, and Young Master Tang grinned beside him and said; "I can pretend I didn't see this."

"Fatty Tang, if you dig out your eyeballs, you won't be able to see." Zhou Yun'er glared at First Young Master Tang.

Hearing this, Young Master Tang's face darkened, and he said, "Sister Yun'er, brother is no longer fat. Even my family Mo Shu praised me as a bodybuilder now. Can you stop calling me fat?"

"Hmph, that girl Mo Shu is the only one who likes you. If I knew you were here, I should have called her here together." Zhou Yuner snorted softly and sat down. After Ye Qing saw Zhou Yuner coming in the kitchen , greeted directly; "Yun'er, sit down for a while and chat with Hanzi, lunch will be ready soon."

"Sister Ye Qing, let me help you."

"No need, there are enough people here, and you won't be able to fit in this small place again." Ye Qing responded with a smile in the kitchen, and it was indeed the case. In the small kitchen of a few square meters, there are Ye Qing and Zhao Youyou at the moment. Four beauties, Wuying, Yan Zihan, are busy cooking.

Zhou Yun'er's eyes glanced, and she saw the new face of Wuying immediately, which made her face collapse immediately, and she stared directly at Ye Han and said, "Come up and explain clearly to me."

After all, Zhou Yun'er went upstairs angrily. Seeing this, Ye Han could only follow behind Zhou Yun'er under the gloating expression of Young Master Tang.

After the two of them left, there was no movement for three hours.

At this time, Ye Qing and the others had already seated their meals, and they had waited for Ye Han and the others for half an hour. Zhou Yuner.

"Little bastard, being young is capital, right? I don't know how to cherish my body." The sloppy old man looked at the sumptuous meals on the table, and his eyes glanced at the stairs from time to time, and he was already healed several times. But Ye Han and Zhou Yun'er did not come down.

"I'm talking about girls, which one of you should go up and call out, the food will get cold if we wait like this."

To call Ye Han and Zhou Yun'er? No one here dares to do this matter right now. Ye Han and Zhou Yun'er haven't come down the stairs for so long. Everyone knows what they are doing. Who has the nerve to knock on the door? Even Yan Zihan who had skin-to-skin relationship with Ye Han didn't dare to go.

Young Master Tang, the only man here, didn't even dare to go, just kidding, if he goes, if Ye Han and Zhou Yun'er get mad later, his end will definitely be miserable.

However, at this moment, Ye Han and Zhou Yun'er went downstairs, one in front of the other, several pairs of eyes were staring at them at the moment, Ye Han is a thick-skinned man, but he didn't feel any embarrassment, just Zhou Yun'er's face was as red as a ripe apple, and her jade hand squeezed Ye Han's waist fiercely.

Originally, Zhou Yun'er asked Ye Han to go up to talk about serious business, but she became serious when she talked about this bastard, so she just pushed it halfway...

"Hehe, I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting for so long. Let's eat. It'll be cold if you don't eat any more." Ye Han sat down on the stool and smoothed things over with a smile, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere. He picked up his chopsticks and snorted; "Little bastard, take it easy, you boy, when you are my age, you will cry sometimes."

"Old guy, don't worry, at your age, I'm better than you." Ye Han said vaguely with something stuffed in his mouth, and immediately made several women laugh, and the sloppy old man's face darkened. , Young Master Tang quickly poured him a glass of wine and said, "Master Dao, come, let's have a glass of wine."

"Hmph, you're not a good guy either." The slovenly old man glared at the courteous Young Master Tang, and then ate sullenly.

This meal was quite enjoyable. When Ye Han came back, there would always be laughter and laughter in the house. Ye Han was not there, but he looked a little lifeless.

After eating, I chatted with several women at home for two hours. After Ye Han told Wuying that Wuying was going to stay here temporarily, Ye Han was going to meet Lin Bomo with Young Master Tang. Time to get together, but the sloppy old man kept him.

"Boy, it's almost the end of the year. Old Daoist, I'm leaving for a while to meet old friends. You have to be careful during this time."

On the roof, when Ye Han heard the words of the sloppy old man, he was taken aback. The old man was about to leave. To be honest, he had lived with the sloppy old man for a long time. If he left, Ye Han would not be used to it, and Ye Han was also a little worried without him in Shanhai City.

However, the sloppy old man was about to leave, and Ye Han couldn't keep it. He said, "Old guy, although I didn't say it, I really respect you in my heart. I asked you to help me look after my house during this time. Thanks in advance."

"Hmph, you still have a little conscience." The sloppy old man snorted lightly and said, "I've already calculated for you, you won't have any big troubles this year, even if you encounter danger, you can get through it yourself. By the way, you have to help me watch out for my apprentice, her future achievements will definitely not be inferior to yours."

"I will pay attention to this point if you don't tell me." Ye Han said; "Old guy, when are you leaving?"

"Tonight, it happens to be northwest wind, so you can go with the wind."

Tonight, Ye Han did not accompany Young Master Tang to go out chicly. The slovenly old man is about to leave. No matter what, Ye Han should spend more time with him, chat with him, drink and drink. Sometimes what this old guy says is actually pretty good It makes sense, so that Ye Han can also understand a lot of truths in talking with him.

In life, there is always a famous teacher teaching by the side, so that you can avoid detours. In this regard, the sloppy old man counts as half of Ye Han's famous teacher, and the other half is naturally Zhou Mingshan.

At night, the sloppy old man walked away in a chic manner, walking around the world like a bohemian beggar. JrNovels.com