The direction Ding Fan ran was towards Villa No. 39. Cai Cai remembered clearly that Wu Yahuan, who was even more cruel than her, lived there!
Let’s just say that this guy is dishonest to his core. If he comes to the door in the middle of the night, the two of them must have hooked up and become an adulterer!
No, Ding Fan was forcibly evicted by him. He went to find Wu Yahuan because he couldn't get a taxi.
Feifei obviously doesn't want them to have contact, should you tell her right away?
How to tell Feifei that Ding Fan was kicked out by her?
Why?
angry!
Why be angry?
For a moment, Cai Cai fell into confusion. She racked her brains and couldn't figure out the clue. Her heart was as tangled as if it was stuffed with a mess of grass, and if you pull it out, it will just be grass clippings. Unknowingly, she came to the balcony on the third floor. This time
It is clear that Ding Fan's target is Wu Yahuan's villa!
But Ding Fan had just left Bai Yifei's villa and was about to stroll down the road to take a taxi when a message from Didi came on his phone. He took it out and saw that it was from Wu Yahuan.
"Haha, were you kicked out by someone?"
This man had so much free time, he was always staring at other people's houses with a telescope. Ding Fan replied: "No, I suddenly want to go home."
"You can't fool me, you're so pitiful, no one will give you a gift." Wu Yahuan sent a series of evil smiles.
"If you come and go often, there is no need to send it." Ding Fan replied stiffly.
"Come to me!"
"If I don't go, I'm afraid your dad will skin me."
"He dares! He also wants to ask me whether I will answer or not." Wu Yahuan said with an angry expression: "Come here quickly, otherwise, in the news tomorrow, President Bai will kick his young lover out of the house overnight."
"Don't make trouble!"
"Am I a joker?"
"Be cruel, open the door for me!"
After Ding Fan agreed, he was not afraid of the scandal being published in the newspapers, but when he thought about having that little devil Sikong Ye at home, he was afraid and stayed away.
Arriving at the door of Villa No. 39, Wu Yahuan, a man with dreadlocks, opened the door with a smile. He was only wearing a large white T-shirt with a picture of a smoking foreign woman on it, revealing 90% of his thighs, white and straight, and red feet.
Half of the nails are exposed from the slippers.
Wu Yahuan, who appeared without make-up, has a somewhat innocent look. This is all an illusion. The slanted corners of her eyes, slightly convex cheekbones, and hunting-like bright eyes are all displayed. This is an unshakable fact.
A violent woman with a buckle.
The interior structure of the villa is similar to that of Bai Yifei, but the decoration style is completely different, with cold colors and tough lines. There is no sofa or TV in the hall. It is empty and only covered with carpets on which you can do somersaults continuously.
"Sister Huan, let's stay here for one night. The cost is easy to negotiate." Ding Fan clasped his fists.
"For the sake of acquaintances, two hundred thousand!" Wu Yahuan smiled evilly.
"Goodbye! This is worse than a black shop. It's better to go to a bathing center and enjoy all kinds of warmth and personal care without spending so much. Good night!" Ding Fan immediately turned around and left.
A shadow passed before his eyes, Ding Fan's wrist was grabbed hard by Wu Yahuan, and his round knee immediately hit his lower abdomen.
Ding Fan immediately fell on the carpet, taking advantage of the situation to move his body upwards. Then, his legs suddenly spread, making the knee attack miss, and then wrapped around Wu Yahuan's waist.
Wu Yahuan's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and suddenly he bent his elbow and knocked his head towards Ding Fan's chest!
Too cruel!
Ding Fan exerted force on his legs, and the two of them instantly rolled over and turned into a side-lying position. At the same time, he closed his arms inwards, and Wu Yahuan's head hit his hands.
"You brat, is this too sinister?" Wu Yahuan couldn't help but feel annoyed when his hand hurt from the impact.
"You hit it yourself, you can't blame me!"
"See if I don't bite you to death." Wu Yahuan threatened with bared teeth.
"Hehe, I accidentally bit my hand." Ding Fan smiled proudly.
"Move your legs quickly." Wu Yahuan reminded.
"okay!"
Ding Fan turned his body again and reached the top. Wu Yahuan felt that this posture was indecent and said angrily again: "What do you want to do? Get down quickly."
"You promise not to sneak attack me?" Ding Fan warned.
"ensure!"
Ding Fan suddenly jumped up, and Wu Yahuan felt that Ding Fan's wrist seemed to be lubricated and slipped out of his hands' control.
Wu Yahuan suddenly arched his body upwards, raised his foot and kicked him straight over. Ding Fan screamed and rolled to the carpet, holding his knees.
Wu Yahuan jumped up, looked at Ding Fan with arms folded, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "It would be a pity if you don't become an actor!"
"My bones were almost broken by the kick, and I was making sarcastic remarks." Ding Fan gasped, looking grim in pain.
"Bullshit, I didn't get kicked at all, why are you pretending!"
"Hey, it's so shameful to be found out!"
Ding Fan then got up, scratched the back of his head and laughed, but his body was slowly retreating.
As expected, Wu Yahuan immediately launched a new round of attacks. Accompanied by loud shouts, fists and kicks were fired as fast as lightning, creating waves of fierce wind.
Ding Fan was beaten to an extremely embarrassed state, holding his head and dodging in all directions. He fell to the ground several times, rolled and crawled around, and kept begging the heroine for his life.
"You brat, why don't you fight back?"
"You, without safety pants, I would be easily distracted!"
"Huh, let me see it clearly!"
Wu Yahuan jumped up and slammed into Ding Fan who was on the ground. At the same time, he blocked the surrounding area with his fists and feet. Seeing Ding Fan's eyes widening in horror, Wu Yahuan almost laughed out loud with pride.
No one can evade this girl's killer move. Okay, lighten the force and don't collapse this kid's sternum. It will be troublesome to send him to the hospital.
Suddenly, Ding Fan turned his legs backwards and slid out.
Wu Yahuan couldn't hold back his moves and sat on the ground. He only felt that there were two feet on his waist. He didn't need to turn around to know that Ding Fan's butt was behind his head.
This posture was more like Ding Fan sitting on her neck. Wu Yahuan suddenly leaned back, but the impact failed again.
"Sister Huan, you've beaten enough, this handsome guy is exhausted to death!"
Ding Fan leaned against the wall, gasping for air, half-hunched over, supporting his knees with one hand, and swinging hard with the other, as if he would fall down like mud in the next second.
"Okay, no more fighting, you win!"
Wu Yahuan stood up straight and kept smiling, but he knew very well that after fighting for a long time, he could not touch Ding Fan. This shows that the strength gap between the two sides is huge.
If Ding Fan fought back, Wu Yahuan believed that she might not be able to take even three moves.
Because Ding Fan didn't fight back, she didn't even know what form Ding Fan would use in fighting or which kung fu he learned from.
"My throat is smoking, can you give me a drink of water?" Ding Fan consulted.
"Let's go, sit upstairs and admire this girl's home." Wu Yahuan formally extended the invitation.
OK!
Ding Fan was no longer tired and followed him upstairs. He visited Wu Yahuan's villa alone with his hands behind his back. He didn't know how to evaluate it. It took him a long time to think of one word, madman!