Chapter 4022 (1/2)

Although Ye Fan had a faint feeling, he didn't expect that the woman would really find him.

It's not difficult to find out his name in half a day.

This does not prove that they must know each other.

However, at the moment, people around you will certainly not believe it.

Refuse? It seemed guilty.

Promise? It will certainly be seen as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

However, Ye Fan doesn't care whether these Asians hate him.

Since Hathaway wants to play with him, he wants to see what medicine the woman sells in the gourd.

Ye Fan put down his glass and stood up.

She walked up to Hathaway and took hold of her slender waist impolitely.

A close, face-to-face, four eyes relative, breathing, can smell a faint fragrance of flowers on Hathaway.

Hathaway stared at the man, and her dimple was flushed with shame, which was really an endless variety of customs.

Seeing this scene, Turan not far away has no blood!

”Let's go?” Ye Fan smiled.

”Well...” Hathaway weakly agreed.

Although yaslan's dance is very fancy, Ye Fan has just seen it for so long and doesn't want to learn it.

Dancing with Hathaway on the dance floor, she didn't mind the disgusting and envious eyes around her.

”I know... You're not him...”

After jumping for a while, Hathaway suddenly whispered.

Ye Fan frowns. Does this woman really just regard him as a former acquaintance?

”Sorry, my willfulness may hurt you.”

”But after I know your name and know you're not him... I still want to dance with you once.”

Hathaway's eyes were sad and pitiable.

Ye Fan couldn't see whether what the woman said was true or false.

If you force the dragon's pupil to ask, it should be OK. After all, this woman's cultivation should be similar to that of Sylvie.

However, if she told the truth, would it be too much for her to do so?

What's more, there are so many people on the scene. It's also a great effort to be invisible.

Hathaway smiled faintly: ”Ye Fan, can I ask you a question?”

”What?”

”Do you have a beloved woman?”

Ye Fan nodded, ”yes.”

”That's good...” Hathaway was relieved.

”What do you mean?”

Ye Fan smiled and said, ”are you worried that I will fall in love with you?”

Hathaway bit the flower lip, ”I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but I'm really worried that it will cause misunderstanding to you...”

Ye Fan smiled: ”you've asked me to dance. Are you still worried about this?”

”Don't worry, I'll explain to Turan. He'll understand me.”

”People like us are destined to make sacrifices for the tribe...”

When Hathaway finished, the song was over.

With a graceful salute, she withdrew silently and invited Singh.

Ye Fan just recovered. He didn't take the lead in the conversation from beginning to end?

Is it equal to saying that in the whole process of dancing, she led her by the nose?

Good guy... If this woman is intentional, she is definitely a master of psychological warfare!