My Fairy Live

Chapter 294

"Don't you want to sleep with me?" Ye Fan chuckled.

"Pervert, hooligan!" Song Sihan gave a coquettish voice and kicked Ye Fan.

"Damn, do you want to murder your husband!" Ye Fan said angrily.

"Who is my real husband? Why don't I know." Song Sihan also snorted softly, not afraid of Ye Fan at all.

"Okay, then I'll show you the perversion!" Ye Fan roared fiercely, and then pressed towards Song Sihan on the bed.

The two immediately rolled together, Ye Fan gently hugged Song Sihan's face, and kissed.

The two fought like a fire, and their embrace became tighter and tighter.

"Wait..." Song Sihan pushed Ye Fan away, her face flushed.

"what happened?"

Ye Fan, who was about to take off Song Sihan's clothes, asked wonderingly.

"I don't want to be so fast yet." Song Sihan bit her lip tightly and said as if begging.

"Okay, then I'll sleep with you in my arms tonight, okay?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Song Sihan nodded obediently, then blushed, and swished into Ye Fan's arms.

Feeling the beauty in his arms, Ye Fan felt very at ease.

Have a good night, sleep soundly.

Early the next morning.

After Ye Fan finished washing, he heard the phone ring.

An inexplicable phone call, the one above turned out to be from Wa country.

"?" Ye Fan answered without saying a word.

"Dear Mr. Ye, I am Sora Mitsui from the Mitsui Foundation..."

"Do I know you?" Ye Fan asked in a cold voice.

He didn't expect that he would be approached by the Japanese people, needless to say, it must be to get some prescription from Ye Fan.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Ye. I'm waiting for you in the Presidential Suite 101 of the hotel. I hope to have a chat."

"There's nothing to talk about." Ye Fan hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Fan's ugly face, Song Sihan couldn't help asking worriedly. Her slender and white jade hands held Ye Fan's face, which made Ye Fan smile slightly, and the coldness just now disappeared.

"It's okay, let's go, I'll call Xiaoyu out, where are we going to have fun today?" Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to call Jin Lingyu, but he got through quickly, "Xiaoyu..."

"Mr. Ye, I'm Sora Mitsui, can I come to 101 and have a talk?"

On the other side of the phone, a Japanese voice sounded neither humble nor overbearing.

"What did you do to Xiao Yu?" Ye Fan asked indifferently.

The other party was able to kidnap Jin Lingyu. You must know that Jin Lingyu's strength has already surpassed that of the Grandmaster of Transformation Realm. Unless you meet a master of the innate realm, even a half-step innate would not want to kidnap Jin Lingyu.

"We won't do anything to Miss Jin. If you want to talk, please come to 101."

Then, the other party hung up the phone decisively.

Ye Fan was silent for a while.

"Ye Fan, nothing can happen to Xiao Yu, I'll go with you!" Song Sihan said decisively.

"I'm afraid they will be dangerous to you. To kidnap Xiao Yu, there must be a master!" Ye Fan said.

"With you, I am not afraid!"

"Okay, let's go, let's go and see what they want to do!" Ye Fan sneered, this is the country of Hua, and the people of the country of Wa want to do something here, so we have to ask him if he agrees!

The price of the hotel's presidential suite is 8 RMB per night.

At this time, in the presidential suite, on a luxurious sofa, sat a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.

The middle-aged man has a mustache under his nose, and he looks like a typical Japanese.

And on another sofa, there was an old man with gray hair sitting.

The old man was wearing a gray robe and clogs, and beside the old man was a long knife.

boom!

The door of the presidential suite was opened.

Ye Fan appeared in the room. Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes immediately focused on the old man in gray robe.

From the old man in gray robe, Ye Fan sensed an unprecedented fluctuation of combat power.

Although it was hidden deeply, it couldn't be hidden from Ye Fan!

Just because Ye Fan is a cultivator, his perception of power is far stronger than ordinary people.

"Mr. Ye, welcome to come!"

There were two rows of men in black, all with bulging waists. The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the middle also stood up and bowed to Ye Fan.

This is the etiquette of the Japanese people. I didn't expect this man to be quite polite.

Ye Fan sneered, but he didn't see Jin Lingyu, "Where's Xiao Yu?"

"Come here, bring Miss Jin out." The middle-aged man clapped his hands.

Immediately, from the back room, two burly Japanese warriors brought out the heavily bound Jin Lingyu.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Fan sat on the sofa to himself, and said lightly.

Beside, Song Sihan was clinging to Ye Fan, this was the first time she had seen this kind of scene, it was like a black party meeting.

"Mr. Ye, this time we came to Haicheng from Japan to find you, just to talk to you about Xiaopei Yuandan." Mitsui Sora said sincerely, "Mr. Ye, I know that you and your country's army Fang's people have a lot of connections, so I can only use this method, you don't mind, do you?"

"Do you think I don't mind?" Ye Fan asked back.