antly flashed a blush.This little brat, he's rotten to the core, even peeking at his old lady I wanted to scold him a few times, but thinking about what happened that night, even more intimate things...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy... lustful. He's such a scoundrel, but why hate him He's the nephew of my good sister, Si Kong Yanran. She doesn't know at all, someone has put a kind of love potion into her wine, a kind that can arou...