Although Ye Fan felt that it was a little strange, he still called Xu Ling Shan and told her about this.
Xu Ling Shan was quiet on the other end of the phone for a while before saying two words, "No."
Ye Fan laughed awkwardly, "Is that so? Then I'll think of another way …"
"What can you do? I'll go buy a pair and send it to Vice-president Feng. "After Xu Ling Shan finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
When Ye Fan told Feng Yue Ying about this, Feng Yue Ying covered her face with both hands and muttered, "So embarrassing, Ling Shan must have thought of me as that kind of woman …"
Ye Fan's eyes flickered, he pondered and said, "Ying Ying, are you unable to go out before Shan Shan comes?"
"Yeah, how can I go out wearing lousy stockings? If someone sees me, they'll think that I'm not professional. Also, this dress is too ugly without stockings," Feng Yue Ying said in disdain.
When Ye Fan heard that, he hurriedly turned around and hugged the woman's waist.
"Ya!" You … What are you doing!? "Feng Yue Ying exclaimed. Was this man not satisfied yet?
"Since I have nothing to do, I'll wait for Shan Shan with you. Let's do some exercise first …"
"Ye Fan, don't be like this … I." Ah … "
More than half an hour passed.
Xu Ling Shan was holding a small paper bag with new stockings inside. She didn't dare to let anyone else find out and quietly came over to deliver it.
He knocked on the door, "Vice-president Feng, it's me."
The door opened, but the one who opened it was Ye Fan.
"You … Why are you still here?" Xu Ling Shan was shocked, but she was already pulled into the door by the man.
The moment she entered the office, Xu Ling Shan smelled a scent that made her feel shy. Then, she saw Feng Yue Ying who was standing behind the table as if she couldn't even stand steadily. Xu Ling Shan wanted to rush out of the door even more.
She glared at the man, "Are you a pervert? What are you doing here in broad daylight? "
Ye Fan blinked, smiled and said, "That's right, I'm doing it here."
"F * ck …" Only then did Xu Ling Shan realize that her words were ambiguous. She was so angry that she stomped her feet and walked over to take out the stockings, saying, "Sister Yue Ying, this is for you."
Feng Yue Ying felt too ashamed to face anyone. She took the stockings and said, "Thank you, Ling Shan, I … I …"
"I know, you're busy, I'll take this guy away." Xu Lingshan turned around and dragged Ye Fan out.
Ye Fan hurriedly said, "Little Shan Shan, why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you sit for a while longer?"
"Sit your head! If you stay in there any longer, I think Sister Yue Ying will be killed by you! She has never practiced martial arts, and your body is so abnormal. Do you think she can withstand it? You don't know how to be considerate at all, "Xu Lingshan said, feeling indignant.
Fan Xian smiled playfully and said, "It seems like your relationship with Ying Ying is pretty good. You're already speaking up for her so quickly?"
"I … We've known each other for three years and live in the same apartment. How can we not have a good relationship?" Xu Lingshan defended herself.
Ye Fan didn't expose her and said, "Don't worry, how could I go too far? I guarantee that she's just a little tired, but she's still very comfortable …" It's just that she's too embarrassed to say it in front of you. "
"Hmph, you don't have to explain too much. In any case, I can tell that you're a big pervert. Stay away from me in the future!" Xu Lingshan said, then turned around and left.
Ye Fan looked at the woman's back and rubbed his chin, thinking that if it was Xu Lingshan, he should be able to hold on for a few more hours.
Just as he was about to go to lunch with Xu Lingshan, he received a call.
Ye Fan looked and saw that it was Ning Zimo calling. He immediately slapped his forehead. He actually forgot to accompany Ning Zimo for a day. The main thing was that he didn't know when this woman would return to Hua Hai.
"Ning'er, are you back?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.
"I've been back for more than a day. I just want to see if you will think of me if I don't look for you …" If you don't have me in your heart, then we won't meet again … "
After saying that, Ning Zimo didn't wait for Ye Fan's explanation and directly hung up.
Ye Fan's scalp went numb. This time, he had made a mistake. Although he didn't do it on purpose, he really didn't pay enough attention. After all, he had promised to take some time to accompany her, so he couldn't go back on his word.
Ye Fan didn't care about eating and hurriedly drove to the Purple Leaf Teahouse.
When he arrived at the teahouse, Little Zhao also had a bitter smile on his face when he saw Ye Fan.
"Brother Fan, the young miss said that she doesn't want to see you. You should go back," Little Zhao said helplessly.
Ye Fan frowned and said, "If we go back at this time, won't she be even angrier? Bro, just pretend that you didn't see me. She won't blame you. "
"That won't do..." "The young miss definitely knows," Little Zhao said awkwardly.
Ye Fan thought for a moment, then said, "How about this, I'll knock you out, then she won't be able to say anything about you, right?"
After Little Zhao heard this, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Fan, then you should go in. I'll go out and hide myself …"
Ye Fan patted Little Zhao's shoulder and quickly walked to the bedroom where Ning Zimo was.
He knocked on the bedroom door, but the woman didn't respond. Ye Fan didn't care about anything else and directly pushed the door open and entered.
There was a graceful figure lying on the bed. Ye Fan walked over, squatted down and looked at Ning Zimo's half-covered sleeping face.
"Ning'er... I was wrong, don't ignore me, I'll definitely remember to send you a message every day next time." Ye Fan laid on the edge of the bed and saw that Ning Zimo was still pretending to be asleep. He leaned over and wanted to kiss the woman's face.
At this time, Ning Zimo finally opened her eyes. A white foot kicked out from the blanket and landed on Ye Fan's chest.
Ye Fan didn't dodge and forcefully took the woman's kick. He then fell on his butt and pretended to be in pain as he cried out, "Ouch!"
"Oh... Ning'er, I suffered internal injuries from your kick. You should be able to vent your anger now, right?" Ye Fan revealed a pitiful look.
Ning Zimo glanced at him disdainfully, sat up and stroked her hair, "Putting on an act, do you think I'm an idiot? You don't feel any pain at all."
Ye Fan chuckled stiffly. He knew that he shouldn't have leaked too much information. This time, even pretending to be pitiful wouldn't work.
He crawled up and threw himself onto the bed. He sniffed the woman's fragrant bedding, "Ning'er, why does it smell so good here? It smells as good as your body."
"Is that so? I feel that the smell on your body is also quite nice …" It's the smell of Feng Yue Ying. "Ning Zimo's eyes flickered with a cold light.
Ye Fan's face was instantly filled with embarrassment. He almost forgot that he had just been tormenting Feng Yue Ying for two hours and his body was still filled with Feng Yue Ying's smell.
"You can go. I'm just a burden to you anyway. I'm already very clear who you like."
I've called you over and over again to accompany me, and I feel tired … "So, I don't want to drag you down." Ning Zimo said coldly, then got off the bed and walked into the washroom.
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