Duanmu Wan’er said softly, and there was always a gentle smile on her stunningly pretty face, which was refreshing.
Hearing Wan’er’s words, Ye Fan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
“well…”
“An Qi, I’m sorry, I’ve always wanted to help you find your brother.”
“However, I have been doing trivial things for the past two years, and I really haven’t been able to spare time.”
“After I step into the realm of the gods, I will settle the affairs around me, and I will definitely help you fulfill this wish.”
Ye Fan apologized.
“Yeah.” Angie hummed softly.
“Forget it, let the scalper stay with you.”
“I’ll sneak away in a while, don’t tell the scalper.”
Ye Fan lowered his voice.
Then he sneaked a peek at the end of the passage.
The scalper was still taking a bath at this time, and even combed his hair narcissistically with a comb.
The yellow hair that was dyed back then has faded now.
“After I’ve washed my hair, I’ll go out and get dressed again, and then I’ll go to the barber shop to dye my hair again.”
“At that time, this Ye Fan, my scalper, will not be able to fascinate those little girls in the world.”
The more the scalper thinks about it, the more complacent he becomes.
The more I think about it, the more proud I am.
Even when taking a bath, the scalper has already begun to fantasize about the beautiful scene of hugging left and right after leaving the secret realm.
“Ye Fan, when are we going to leave?
“I’ve scrubbed here several times in the shower, and the hair is all gone.”
“Are you still leaving?”
“Let’s go now, I can’t wait.”
“Ye Fan?”
“Deaf?”
“Come in and rub my back.”
“After rubbing your back, let’s go.”