Chapter 920: A Fluttering Heart (Part 2)
ese people seemed to be classmates of the boy, and when they saw him arguing with Ye Fan, they immediately stepped forward and pulled their classmate aside."Ot Big Brother, I'm sorry." One of the ot...After kissing Ye Fan, Lin Bingyue, who was usually bold and fearless, suddenly felt a strange heat. When she looked at Ye Fan, she seemed to have something more in her eyes. She noticed that Ye Fan was also looking at her, and Lin Bingyue suddenly turned her head and ran away.
Ye Fan watched her back, his heart aching. He exclaimed inwardly, "A blunder, a huge blunder!"
If he had known she was so unrestrained, he should have taken the initiative to kiss her no matter what. Thinking of her warm little lips, Ye Fan's heart fluttered. If he took the initiative, maybe he could even kiss her lips.
In a while, we can't miss it
Ye Fan immediately turned his gaze to the last of the ten Dark Guards.
"Mo Ziyan, Mo Ziyan" suddenly someone shouted.
Then more and more people joined in, shouting. Ye Fan's outstanding action completely ignited the fire in their hearts. They had already regarded Ye Fan as their incarnation, imagining themselves as him. This final sprint absolutely couldn't be missed.
Needless to say, the last female guest inside the secret chamber must be Mo Ziyan without a doubt. She is the current school flower of Linhai University, and she has countless admirers.
For a moment, the entire hall was filled with Mo Ziyan's shouts, earth-shattering and deafening.
Ye Fan walked from the return destination to the tenth Dark Pavilion, his heart pounding with excitement. Finally, he could personally remove the veil from the goddess in his heart, and even have a deeper interaction with her.
"Young friend, please stay." Ye Fan was stopped by a low voice.
Ye Fan turned his head and saw that Elder Mo from the Association was already standing before him.
Ye Fan looked at Mo Lao in confusion, not knowing why he had called him over.
"Please, young one, show mercy. I'm willing to give you some paintings as compensation." Old Mo stepped forward and whispered in Ye Fan's ear.
Ye Fan looked at Mo Lao in great surprise. He actually wanted him to show mercy. Could he have some kind of relationship with Mo Ziyan
Ye Fan was thinking when he suddenly heard a woman's voice from behind him, "Dad, let him come over. I want to see if he can get past me."
The woman's voice was cold, unable to conceal the arrogance within.
"Goddess"
Down below, things are completely chaotic. One by one, the Mo fans are frantically whistling and rushing this way, eager not to miss their chance for a moment alone with the goddess.
The security personnel at the association were only struggling to maintain order.
When Ye Fan turned around, he saw Mo Ziyan in a white dress standing gracefully before the tenth dark pavilion. She had already removed the veil from her face. Since everyone already knew that she was the last one to appear, there was no need to keep it on anymore.
And now, Mo Ziyan, compared to the ordinary Ye Fan she met at school, had a different kind of allure. She wore a long white dress typical of women in Ming dynasty China, and her hairstyle was reminiscent of ancient Chinese ladies'. She was alluring and graceful, with an air of elegance.
Such a beautiful woman, any man could resist. Ye Fan looked at Mo Lao again, feeling a strange mix of emotions in his heart. Could this wretched old man be the father of Mo Nü How could he give birth to such a stunning daughter
Old Mo looked at his daughter like this, sighed, and knowing her temper, he could only helplessly retreat to the side. His daughter had been intelligent and sharp since she was a child. He hoped she could hold on to this last hurdle.
"Mr. Fan Ye, is that you Please come here." Mo Ziyan said to Ye Fan indifferently.
It seems like I really have to go this time. Ye Fan smiled wryly and slowly walked towards Mo Ziyan.
At this time, all kinds of flashlights flashed around, and some people were even doing live broadcasts on the spot. The fans of Mo were extremely excited, shouting things like "Let Ye Fan get out!"
It seems like the early bird gets the bullet, didn't I draw too much attention today Ye Fan looked at the cameras constantly pointed at him and thought to himself, perhaps I'm going to be famous today. But thankfully, I'm using the identity of Fan Ye, otherwise, things would be really troublesome in the future.
Ye Fan walked over, and before he even got close, Mo Ziyan smiled playfully at him. "My first question," she said, "is to ask you to describe what you see in the painting."
Mo Ziyan's eyes constantly flickered with a cunning light, her beautiful big eyes twinkling. This was the first time Ye Fan had seen Mo Nü like this. Up close, he truly felt the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her body.
A conspiracy. This was Ye Fan's first intuition, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look back.
A painting was already laid out on the table, or more accurately, the table itself was just a blank sheet of paper.
"This is...called painting leaves" Hua Ye Fan looked back at Mo Zi Yan in confusion, but the latter didn't seem to realize she'd made a mistake.
Ye Fan's scalp tingled as he turned his head, muttering in his heart, "What kind of painting is this It's just a blank sheet of paper! What should I say If all the paintings here are like this, then who would buy them Even if there were countless beauties, these paintings wouldn't sell."
When many Mo fans saw the painting on the table, they all fell silent instinctively.
Though secretly delighted, "Serves you right, kid! You love to show off, but this time you've fallen flat. Everyone is eager to see Ye Fan's joke."
Ye Fan felt like a piece of meat being burned on fire right now. If he couldn't come up with something now, the little prestige he had painstakingly built up just now would vanish into thin air. Not to mention, he wouldn't even be able to face Mo Ziyan in the future.
However, since Mo Ziyan would calmly tell me to look at the contents of the painting, it means that it definitely wasn't a blank sheet. Could something be obscuring what's painted here
Ye Fan suddenly had a thought. This Mo Ziyan would definitely not use this move on anyone else. She must have seen him steal the spotlight, and then improvised it at the last minute. In such an unprepared situation, could she have used that method
Now there's no good way, just have to give it a try.
Ye Fan looked left and right, then walked towards a corner.
Mo Ziyan stared at Ye Fan in surprise, not knowing what he was doing.
Seeing this, countless Mo fans couldn't help but cheer loudly. The goddess in their hearts had finally driven away this master who had popped out of nowhere. One by one, they were about to rush forward to cheer for the goddess.
Ma Xiaobing had been squeezed to the corner by a group of Mo fans. He was incredibly depressed. Mo Ziyan was also his goddess, but he didn't have the opportunity to even get close to her, let alone touch her.
And his new recruit was living the high life, actually making it to the finals and going head-to-head with the goddess. No idea how that turned out though.
Ma Xiaobai was in turmoil. He hoped the goddess would favor him, but he didn't want her to be too kind to him. His heart was truly conflicted.uOkay, okay. Ye Fan patted Qin Xu on the shoulder, reluctantly ending the kiss with Qin Xu. He stole a glance at the increasingly complex eyes around him, as well as the murderous glint in the eyes of...