C40 Miss Tang

short-haired youth thought that he had provoked an existence with a terrifying cultivation level. His little life and death only happened in a moment of Yang Fan's thought, and naturally he entered the "Time of the Saint", and forgot his lustful heart.

This was still Yang Fan punishing him lightly, restraining himself a little. Otherwise, short-haired youth would have to pee and pee on the spot, that would truly be embarrassing.

In the next ten or so minutes, Yang Fan no longer bothered with the woman beside him, but rather, the woman. After she had calmed down completely, she thought about many things, and as time went by, her heart became more and more alarmed and she could not help but constantly look at Yang Fan.

He hadn't felt angry or angry earlier, but now that he thought about it, he realized that he had indeed suffered the most embarrassing symptoms mentioned by this young man. Moreover, he had already noticed the symptoms of his body getting hot on the full moon.

Could it be that he really was sick?

However, since she had coldly rejected him, the woman had not been able to bring down her pride in the end and so she asked Yang Fan.

Not to mention, once asked, she would inevitably mention those shameful words. The woman was so reserved that she was ultimately unable to speak.

This detestable youth actually didn't even look at her and didn't say another word. It was as if he had given up. This made the woman secretly angry.

In the end, while the woman was still conflicted, the Xing Yuan City station where the Duke Xing Yuan Palace was at arrived. A system announcement sounded.

At almost the same time, the beautiful woman beside him also unlocked the safety lock.

Yang Fan did not look at the girl, and directly followed the person to the exit.

The woman's expression changed slightly as she followed closely behind Yang Fan, looking at his back.

Yang Fan noticed that the lady was paying attention to him, but did not bother to say anything more. He was not the type of person who would stop walking when he saw a beauty, he had already given her a chance.

When they walked out of the Ultimate Plate, Elder Ning, Lin Shuhao and the others who had already walked out a step earlier, welcomed them.

"Young Master Yang." Elder Ning smiled and greeted him, but his gaze suddenly moved, and landed on the woman who was following closely behind Yang Fan. His eyes suddenly shook, and he actually cupped his fist and bowed, as he probed: "Eldest Miss Tang?"

When the woman saw Elder Ning, a glint of light flashed across her eyes. Her expression became very indifferent as she said, "Duke Xing Yuan Palace's Elder Ning?"

"I don't dare." Elder Ning chuckled, her eyes revealing a probing look. She said, "I really didn't expect to meet you here ?"

At the side, when Lin Shuhao saw this scene, he suddenly realised the identity of the lady. Surprise appeared on his face, and he stared at the lady's face.

If this woman was really the one he had guessed, then she would be a great figure.

"This is?" The woman who was addressed as Miss Tang spoke coldly as she looked at Yang Fan.

Elder Ning was secretly alarmed and suspicious. She couldn't understand why Yang Fan would meet this person, and even attracted the latter's attention. Otherwise, with this young miss's personality, she wouldn't have asked such a question.

Without waiting for him to speak, Lin Shuhao, who was determined to grab onto this opportunity, could not wait any longer. Clasping his fist, he said: "I am Sect Leader of the Dragon Point Sect Lin Shuhao ?" Seeing that Miss Tang did not even look at him, awkwardness flashed across her face. She could only continue, "This ?" is my senior brother, Yang Fan. "

"Dianlong Gang, Yang Fan..." Looking at Yang Fan through his sunglasses, he said, "My name is Tang Anya, regarding the matter you mentioned before, I think we should set a time for a private discussion. This is my personal business card, you are welcome to contact me anytime."

With that, she took out a purple gold card and handed it over to Yang Fan. Other than a string of numbers, there was nothing else on it.