en his heartbeat was accelerating. 。Wang Yan stood not far from Ye Fan, then began to dance gracefully. 。Wearing lingerie and dancing seductively, this is what Wang Yan has been practicing from the c...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...。He gazed at the two plump sausages nestled between bread and smoked meat on his plate, while seemingly contentedly watching the countless slaves toiling away in the valley below, working tirelessly f...