Chapter 390: The Rhythm of Stir-Frying

g at each other, and smiled knowingly. 。"Sister Sikong, Ye Fan is dead, he bullied me," Wu Min'er rushed to Sikong Yanran's side, affectionately shaking her arm and said in a coquettish voice. 。"Min'e...Seeing Ye Fan appraising her body, Wu Min'er wasn't shy at all. Instead, she bravely stood tall with her chest out, lifted her hips, and met Ye Fan's gaze. 。That look was pure, with not a trace of malice. 。Ye Fan also had no evil thoughts, because he felt he was just admiring a work of art. 。To be honest, Wu Min'er's figure can outperform most women in Linhai City who claim to have good figures. 。Although only sixteen years old, given time, she is sure to become a new generation of youth idol who can rival Shuangyan. 。Just like a bud about to bloom, it will always blossom into the most beautiful and dazzling flower! Seeing this scene, Ye Fan took a deep breath, and even his breathing became a little rapid. 。He probably wouldn't have done anything with Wu Min'er if it hadn't been for the kitchen. 。But a final shred of reason told him, under no circumstances should he be impulsive. Facing such a devilishly alluring figure, he forcefully suppressed the surging impulse within him, and then said in a serious tone: "Stop standing beside me." 。This is a test. 。And now it's falling down at high speed, the faster it goes the lower it gets. The fat man couldn't think of any way to stop it for a moment.If he delayed even one more second, he would be in mortal d...