Chapter 189

"OK, I'll go back and customize the plan now and wait for my good news." After the painter heard Ye Fan's answer, a touch of brightness reappeared in his dim eyes, humming a small song happily and leaving here.

Ye Fan stared at the painter's back and fell into deep meditation.

The painter is too ambitious.

Although he is smart and has a strong view of the overall situation, his strength can not match his ambition. In this way, he is easy to be seduced by others.

This kind of person, to tell the truth, is really not very suitable to stay around, unless others can accurately identify their own problems and correct them

"Big, master."

At this time, an anxious voice sounded in Ye Fan's ear. It was the old man before. He rushed over, gasped and said, "my daughter, there is a problem with his leg."

At this time, the old man saw that Ye Fan's eyes turned into a piece of respect and apology, because her granddaughter's leg was really right for him.

"Hehe, weren't you great before? Now that you know the problem, why do you come to me?"

Ye Fan sneered and said disdainfully without leaving any clean face for the old man.

"Big, master, I really know I'm wrong."

The old man's face turned red and he lowered his head in shame. He was like a child who did something wrong and didn't hurry

Dare to look into Ye Fan's eyes.

After all, I did that to him before. I let my daughter do nothing and mocked him.

As a result, now I have to pull down my face and beg for a younger generation.

His face was burning pain, like being slapped invisibly.

"Hehe, your daughter has a problem with her leg. Don't you know to find a doctor? I'm not a doctor."

Seeing that the old man's attitude became more respectful, Ye Fan's face slowed down a little, but he still said with a smell of gunpowder.

"Master, it's too urgent. I know you must have a way to help my daughter. Just do me a favor. I can give you a rich reward when it's done."

Seeing that things had turned for the better, the old man immediately lowered his posture and said in awe.

"Well, come on, what kind of reward will you give me?" After thinking about it, Ye Fan said faintly.

He is not a hard hearted man. Since the other party is willing to pull down his face to apologize, he doesn't have to hold on to it all the time.

What's more, you can whore for money in vain, not in vain.

"Master, so you agree." A glimmer of joy flashed in the old man's eyes and hurriedly said, "the price is easy to discuss. Go and see my daughter's disease first."

With that, the old man led Ye Fan to the previous place.

As soon as he got to the garden gate, Ye Fan saw a graceful figure sitting by the flower bed, with a painful face, holding his right leg with both hands, hard biting his teeth without making a sound.

There was already a thick layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Gee, it's a little serious." Ye Fan only looked at Wu Xiaoye and said in a heavy tone.

The girl, from small to large, has put a lot of pressure on her right leg because of her wrong standing posture.

The pain just broke out suddenly under the accumulated injury over time, which would have such a great impact on the girl.

So painful that she can't walk.

"Ah, master, what should I do?" The old man noticed Ye Fan's serious face. A flustered look appeared on his face and said in a worried tone.

"Don't worry, I'll have a look first." Ye Fan waved and walked straight past.

She seemed to have noticed Ye Fan for a long time. Her face turned red after brushing. She hesitated and said shyly, "yes, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shot you before, and I shouldn't have mocked you like that. Please forgive me."

With that, Wu Xiaoye was embarrassed and wanted to find a seam to drill in. His face had already turned into a red apple.

Because she didn't expect that there was something wrong with her right leg. Although she always had occasional pain in the past, she didn't take it to heart at all. She was just overworked.

Until just now, when she was going to take a walk home with her grandfather, her right leg was in severe pain without taking two steps.

This time, she could no longer resist the shock in her heart and hurriedly begged her grandfather to find the former god man.

"So you still say sorry?" Ye Fan rarely smiled and said, "I thought you were heartless and heartless, just like the stones on the roadside."

"Who said, I have heart and lung."

Wu Xiaoye quickly heard Ye Fan's ridicule, raised his chest and immediately retorted.

However, she did not find that the two buttons in front of the white practice clothes jumped open and showed black prints because of her unintentional move.

As an honest man, Ye Fan couldn't let go of such a beautiful landscape. He looked straight and quickly swallowed his saliva. He said in his heart: it's so big.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaoye sees that ye fan has not moved for a long time. Without doubt, she raises her head and sees him staring at one part of herself. She looks down and screams. She quickly covers her chest and turns around. She nervously buckles the broken button back.

His face, which had been flushed with shame, was now tinged with a blush.

She didn't expect that the bad guy showed himself up.

"Cough..." Ye Fan coughed twice and changed the subject: "I saw you. Although your disease belongs to that kind of very serious disease, you can basically recover as long as you are willing to recuperate. I'll press a massage for you first, otherwise it's difficult for you to walk home."

With that, Ye Fan squatted down and grabbed Wu Xiaoye's white and tender ankle. He only felt very soft and elastic, just like QQ sugar, and felt very good

"Yes!"

Wu Xiaoye raised his feet like a conditioned reflex, couldn't help humming, and a comfortable look appeared on his face. She didn't expect that the young man's craftsmanship was very good.

His strength is not big or small, which just makes her very comfortable. The warm palm lingers and massages between her legs. Although it is a little itchy, on the whole, it is very good.

"Tut Tut, this leg is really thin..." Ye Fan touched Wu Xiaoye's right leg, his face glowed, and his tone was even more comfortable.

Because she is a martial arts practitioner, there is no fat on her lower legs, but only smooth and smooth muscles. She is very q-elastic, with a tenacious, white and flawless skin, which is like the pure white snow hair. She looks very beautiful.

So whether Ye Fan feels it or looks it, he is happy in his heart.

After massaging for a while, Ye Fan stood up, smiled and said, "well, you can stand up and try."