Chapter 312 Why?

"Young Master Han, it's not because you want to force your way in, but force An Yue to come out!"

Seeing Ye Qinghan walking frivolously towards the gate of the backyard, a trace of suspicion flashed in Feng Zi's eyes, and he stretched out his big hand to touch his head and said in doubt.

"Probably not. This is not Young Master Han's style. When have you ever seen Young Master Han bullying others?" Huacao blinked her beautiful big eyes and shook her head, also very puzzled.

"He can do it!" Long Sainan looked at Ye Qinghan's back, his eyes sparkling brightly. She always thought that Ye Qinghan was a man who could create miracles, but unfortunately... this man was too young. [

Xue Fenfei and Yin "Dang" had sneers on their faces, they didn't believe that Ye Qinghan dared to overwhelm others with power, and directly forced him. After all, people from all walks of life are raging in the city at this moment, and they will enter the mountain tomorrow. They are sure that Ye Qinghan will not dare to make a big fuss. And although they heard that Ye Qinghan was so powerful that he could instantly kill all the strong men in the emperor realm, but they didn't believe it very much in their hearts. At such a young age, unless he was a heaven and earth spirit body, it would be impossible to achieve such strength.

Tu Qianjun's lowered eyelids finally lifted up at this moment, a trace of unknown hatred and a strange smile flashed towards Ye Qinghan's back, and then he smiled slowly, watching Ye Qinghan's performance with great interest.

The hall was silent, so people's eyes were focused on Ye Qinghan, waiting for Ye Qinghan's performance, or waiting for Ye Qinghan to lose face.

Five steps, four steps!

Ye Qinghan's footwork was still relaxed, but the ordinary old man at the gate of the backyard slowly stopped, and his hand that had been wiping the wine glass sat up a little more straight.

When everyone saw this scene, they all became nervous, like the calm before the storm. When Xue Fenfei walked over just now, the old man did exactly the same movements, and then Xue Fenfei was slapped on the shoulder by the old man, suffered a dark loss, and was invited back.

Three steps, two steps, one step!

Ye Qinghan kept walking until he reached the old man. The old man raised his head suddenly, two dazzling lights burst out from his eyes, making everyone in the field tense up, and their hearts were raised in their throats.

Ye Qinghan made a move!

He frivolously stretched out his left hand, and then patted the old man's shoulder lightly. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He nodded and said, "Old man, thank you for your hard work. I will meet you for tea some other day!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qinghan bowed his body, turned around very chicly, walked into the gate, and disappeared directly into the backyard.

Forehead……

what's the situation?

The people in the hall became stupid again, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what happened.

Ye Qinghan said softly, "Old man, you have worked hard, please drink tea!"

Just walked in so easily? oh! By the way, he even patted the old man on the shoulder. It's just... why did he just go in like this? Why did you pat the shoulder, say nonsense, and just walk into the backyard that the barbarians and many young masters sitting here have always wanted to walk into?

"Why?"

After a while, someone finally asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, and it was Xue Fenfei who was full of shame and anger.

"Yeah, why?" [

The second one to speak was of course Yin'hang. At this moment, he was very unbalanced and very upset, and roared angrily with red eyes.

There was a trace of disdain in the old man's eyes, he continued to lower his head, picked up the wine glass and began to wipe it, and only after a long time did he say a word.

"By him, it's Ye Qinghan!"

An Yue was wearing obscene clothes at this time, with her slender thighs bare, half lying on her big pink bed. Through the window, staring at the white moon in the distant sky in a daze.

The moon is beautiful, the scenery is also beautiful, and the room also exudes a faint fragrance, it is the dark moon, but the mood is not beautiful

The raccoon beast was born, and the Man City was close to the Manhuang Mountains, so of course it became the nearest supply point, and all the big and small families of the God of War Palace began to gather in the Man City. She knew that the little man was coming.

She was looking forward to the appearance of that little man, but she was very afraid of the appearance of that little man. Although the people above still didn't give the next order, and she didn't know why she was approaching Ye Qinghan and what she was planning. But she was still very entangled, and very much hoped that Ye Qinghan would not come. So tonight, she dealt with the guests for a while, and returned to the backyard alone.

"Little man, little man..."

With a deep sigh, An Yue closed her eyes, slowly slid down, no longer thinking about it, and was going to have a good sleep, forgetting all her troubles.

"What? Miss a little man?"

Unexpectedly, a joking voice suddenly sounded at the door of the room, which shocked An Yue suddenly, and then she became ecstatic, and then faintly painful, but it was obvious that there was more surprise.

Ye Qinghan pushed the door directly and entered, looking at the very familiar big pink bed in the room, at An Yue's shy and charming pretty face on the bed, and at her long straight and white legs. Smiling again, "Yin" and said: "Aha! Washed up so early and stripped naked? Could it be that you knew that the young master was coming? Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a few years, and this body is even more ecstatic. You are not obvious, you want me to stay on this big bed and never come down."

The same frivolous tone, the same evil smile, but the little man seems to have grown into a big man. The body inadvertently released a breath of a mature man. Compared with the last time we met, I was a little less youthful and shy. A little more domineering, a little temperament, a little chic.

There was a trace of steam in the corner of An Yue's eyes, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to express it, but she was full of sourness when she opened her mouth: "Huh? Isn't this the young patriarch of the Ye family? I'm about to get married, and I still have time to see my mother. Should I be grateful to you, or should I express my anger at your unreasonable intrusion?"

"Hey!" Ye Qinghan smiled slightly, without speaking, but threw himself on the big bed, hugged An Yue, rolled over, and pressed An Yue under her body.

"You let go, what kind of woman are you as an old lady? I was willing to gamble and lose, and I have already paid off what I owed you. If you still want to do this now, my old lady will not be polite!" An Yue felt Ye Qinghan's masculine breath, a trace of fascination flashed in her eyes, and only a moment later, she writhed coquettishly and angrily, and said angrily.

"Hush!"

Ye Qinghan stretched out a hand to gently cover An Yue's soft lips, and didn't make much movement, just staring at An Yue's ecstatic face with affectionate eyes.

An Yue looked at Ye Qinghan's clear black and white affectionate eyes, and strangely closed her mouth that was about to continue cursing, and then her body slowly stopped twisting, and finally became soft and hot. But the eyes were still very unconvinced and directly bulging with Ye Qinghan.