"It shouldn't be like this." Ye Han said: "Although the leader can understand the secrets of heaven, it is impossible to see the secrets of heaven clearly. This lucky king will not be destined to be who it is. The participants have hope. The leader is afraid that the leader wants Song Yan to see my ability, and then she can look at the problem fairly, not blindly being self-righteous. In short, no one can be sure of who will win the future. Judging from the current situation, there is a lot of difference between me and Yun Mo, whether it is my own cultivation or the sect power."

Monica said: "How long have you started? There are still six months left. What happened in six months can change many things. I believe in you."

"Silly girl!" Ye Han reached out and squeezed Monica's face gently. Monica's face turned slightly red and she said, "Chu, your move makes me feel that I am still a little girl."

Ye Han laughed and said, "In my heart, you are the little girl."

Monica reached out and rotated and pinched Ye Han's thigh to express her dissatisfaction.

After driving to the steakhouse Monica mentioned, Ye Han and Monica entered together. Today, Monica was wearing a black leather coat with a trace of red hair and curled it. With her proud figure, she looked like an American beauty.

Monica is tall. It can be said that if she was in China, she would take her out. Ye Han’s face would definitely be very proud and absolutely envious. However, this is Los Angeles. Monica is wearing a snow-white suit, and the handsome Ye Han is envious of many American girls.

The steak tube is similar to a club, with the white dining table and the tableware is exquisite and clean.

There are not many guests in the hall, in groups of three or three. The main reason is that it is not yet dinner time at this time.

The people who come to eat are also American men and women.

After Monica and Ye Han sat down, Monica asked Ye Han, "What do you want to eat?"

Ye Han said: "I haven't studied it, please help me."

Monica smiled sweetly and said, "I know you are not happy with meat." Ye Han smiled. After Monica ordered, she asked the waiter to serve aperitif and cold beer first.

The ice beer made the waiter a little disappointed, but the waiter did it immediately. Ye Han's habit of drinking ice beer was known by his confidants.

In fact, Ye Han is very good at drinking red wine. He has a deep understanding of all kinds of famous wines and cigars, but if he doesn't attend a cocktail party, he needs to deal with it. He thinks the most easy thing to drink is ice beer.

The brand of ice beer is Budweiser.

After Ye Han took a sip, he felt much more comfortable. Monica said: "Chu, now you have a quarrel with Song Yan, what are you going to do?"

Ye Han said: "What can I do? I will never invite her. If she doesn't come, I will go alone."

Monica had sex with Ye Han, but she didn't say anything more. She knew Ye Han's personality and was absolutely proud in her heart.

The steak was fried very well, and the roasted lamb was roasted golden. In addition, there was milk wine, which tasted quite like a yurt.

Ye Han immediately talked about the authentic roasted whole sheep and goat milk wine in Mongolia. Monica said that she yearned for the scenery of riding on the prairie, and lying on the prairie at night and looking up at the starry sky, it must be very beautiful.

Ye Han smiled and said, "This is easy to deal with. When this task is completed, we will go to the prairie for a trip."

Monica suddenly felt extremely happy and said, "This is what you said."

Ye Han smiled and said, "Yes, have I lied to you?"

After lunch, Monica said, "Let's go to the Ocean Biological Museum to have a look." Ye Han said, "Okay!" He really wanted to take this opportunity to spend more time with Monica. Monica was naturally happy.

We played until afternoon, and after dinner, Monica and Ye Han tacitly went to the Di Sydney Hotel and booked the presidential suite.

In the presidential suite, the two men who had been away for a long time were like dry fire, burning passionately.

Ye Han didn't want to pay attention, but he didn't expect that the ringtone of the phone was very persistent.

At the moment, Ye Han reached out to find out his phone. He looked at the telephone number, which belonged to the base.

Ye Han's heart moved and said to Monica: "It's probably Song Yan." Monica immediately stopped moving and pressed it to Ye Han's ear.

Ye Han answered the phone and Song Yan's cold and arrogant voice came from there. "I'll give you thirty minutes to come to Geshe Bar on Ouweila Street." After that, he hung up the phone with a bang.

Ye Han was stunned for a moment, put down the phone. Then he turned over and pressed Monica under him. Monica said, "Aren't you going?"

Ye Han kissed her beautiful red lips, smiled and said, "Go, of course I have to go, I will go in two hours. This woman really treats herself as a character."

When Monica wanted to say something, Ye Han had already entered her deeply. She couldn't help but moan. Then, Monica hooked Ye Han's neck charmingly, and the two of them kissed in pain.

Two hours later, Monica sent Ye Han over on Ouvira Street, but she didn't go in. Ouvira Street is the birthplace of Los Angeles, with a Mexican-style restaurant and crafts shop. It is designated as a state historical park nearby. There are 27 ancient buildings preserved in the park. The street is only 200 meters away, but there are many stores such as silver, glassware, leather products, and ethnic clothing, which are very prosperous.

But at night, the bar has a different style.

The car was parked in front of Geer's bar, and Ye Han was about to get off. Monica, who had just passed the irrigation of **, looked charming and charming. She was slightly worried and said, "Chu, don't be too stiff. Think about it, she will have to control the God-making base in the future, and don't have a powerful enemy."

Ye Han said: "I have a sense of composure. This woman is too kind. The more she flatters her, the more she is. I see that she has to teach her a lesson. I will teach her a lesson..." Before he finished speaking, Ye Han looked up and saw a cold look in front of the bar door. It was Song Yan.

Ye Han glanced at Song Yan, finished what Monica said as if nothing had happened, and said, "This woman, only after she taught her a lesson can she understand what respect is."

Monica was speechless. She really wanted to come down to apologize to Song Yan on behalf of Ye Han. Ye Han got out of the car, closed the door, and said to Monica: "You go to the other place first, I'll call you when you're done."

Monica knew that Ye Han didn't want her to get stuck in the middle, so she had no choice but to turn the steering wheel and drive away.

"Who did you just say you want to teach a lesson?" Song Yan asked on the head, his tone was very unkind.

Ye Han said lightly: "Tell a puppy a lesson, don't think it's you. Of course, if you think so yourself, I can't do anything."

Song Yan was furious. Ye Han glanced at the woman and found that her breasts were already irritated and magnificent. She wore a white sweater, which was tight, which made her chest look even more bust. She wore a beige windbreaker outside, and she looked heroic and magnificent. But she was so arrogant.

Ye Han sighed slightly and said, "Song Yan, you are still young. You will grow old so angry. What should I do if I can't get married in the future? You see, you have a bad temper."

Song Yan snorted coldly and said, "Do you do nothing." After that, she walked into the bar.

Ye Han followed suit, and blindly stalemate was never a solution.

The bar is a type of Qing bar, and an American long-haired man plays the organ. The music is melodious and long, like a gurgling flowing water.

It’s not too late now, it’s only less than ten o’clock. So there are very few people, this kind of clearing bar is exciting in the second half of the night. The lonely crowd arrived, drinking and drinking, and then made an appointment to arrive at the hotel. So when Ye Han came in, he saw a hotel with supporting facilities opposite the bar.

Ye Han and Song Yan sat down at a small round table in the corner. There were many potted plants in the bar, full of greenery.

Ye Han asked for a cup of whiskey with lemon, while Song Yan asked for a pair of ice vodka. This girl is really a fierce horse.

"I stipulate that you will arrive in half an hour, but you will take two hours." Song Yan looked at Ye Han's eyes full of disgust, and continued: "There are also bad things to say behind me, Lin's surname is Lin. Now I finally understand why you can't improve your cultivation level. A man like you, who is a little-minded man, can only talk bad things to others behind the scenes. If you can still become a great way, that would be a big joke."

"You can do it." Ye Han originally wanted to be calm, but the woman made Brother Han uneasy as soon as she opened her mouth. He said, "If it were me and Leng Bangbang who ordered you to come for half an hour, I guess you wouldn't come. You condemn me righteously, but do you understand what you do not do to others? Don't talk to me about why I can't improve my cultivation, and I have a relationship with you for half a cent? I think you, Song Yan, are really naive. Do you think you can hit my will with just a few words?"

"It is an indisputable fact that you cannot improve your cultivation. Why do you need to argue?" Song Yan sneered and drank the iced whiskey that came up in one breath.

Ye Han was quite annoyed. This woman really didn't open the pot and poured salt on her wounds. But this woman was Hunyuan, which made him feel unreasonable to refute.

"What, I have nothing to say?" Song Yan said.

Ye Han took a sip of whiskey and said, "I don't have much to say if I don't say anything, I have nothing to say to you."

Song Yan sneered and then said, "Okay, I don't want to talk to you too much. Since my master asked me to do this task..."

"Wait!" Ye Han said: "Who are you guys calling for? Also, I am the protagonist of this task, you are the foil, and you are really not aware of it!"

"I said you are a waste. If you want to prove that you are not a waste, okay, prove yourself to me." Song Yan said as she put the empty cup in the middle of the table and said, "Whoever breaks this cup will win. If you win me, I will no longer say that you are a waste."

"You sucker, you sister!" Ye Han cursed in his heart, and then said, "Okay, you can start."

Song Yan said: "Three...two..."

"Wait!" Ye Han suddenly spoke.

"What?" Song Yan said dissatisfiedly. She thought Ye Han regretted it. Ye Han held the whiskey glass in his hand, and was quite entertaining, and said, "Okay, you can shout again."

Song Yan felt that Ye Han was a lunatic and said, "Start..." The moment she finished speaking, she took action in a flash.

Bang! Song Yan smashed the cup into pieces with one finger.

However, at this moment, Ye Han also took action. He splashed the whiskey in his hand on Song Yan's beautiful face with lightning. Song Yan was concentrating on breaking the cup, but then he thought that Ye Han was concentrating on doing this.

In an instant, the beautiful Song Yan's face was filled with wine, and her hair was soaked, and the knitted sweater was full of wine. The hair was pressed against her cheeks, making her look charming. But the anger in her eyes was already like a volcano erupting.

"Okay, I'm a waste, you won." Ye Han smiled indecently.

"You are looking for death!" Song Yan was furious, and broke the table with a wave of his hand and slapped Ye Han with a palm. This palm was incredible and as fast as a ghost. At the same time, Song Yan suddenly stood up and quickly stepped into Ye Han's center line.

Song Yan was angry and had never been so angry. She was a proud daughter of heaven and had a profound skill. She had never been poured on wine in public? How could she accept such an insult?

Seeing that he was about to slap Ye Han with one palm, Ye Han would definitely die in this slap. But Ye Han sat still and did not move, as steady as Mount Tai. He was still as motionless as a mountain...

The moment when Ye Han was about to kill, Song Yan suddenly stopped. Her steps changed and she was free to pull it back. "Why don't you fight back?" Song Yan said sternly.

The changes here alarmed the guests in the bar. When they looked back, they only saw the table in half. Song Yan and Ye Han sat on their respective sofas in a state of irritation.

Ye Han said lightly: "You don't dare to kill me, I'm too lazy to fight back."

"You...shameless villain!" Song Yan was angry and wanted to vomit blood.

Everyone in the bar looked here. Song Yan couldn't help but angrily said, "What are you looking at? Let's kill you all." She was so angry that she was so angry that the sound of the bar was shaking. Everyone's eardrums were thundering, like thunder swelling in their ears. Suddenly, no one dared to continue watching the fun again.

Song Yan also felt that she could not stay in this bar anymore, so she stood up and said to Ye Han: "Come with me." She got up and walked out of the bar. Poor Song Yan, her hair and face, still had wine.

This girl has never been so embarrassed in her life. No wonder she is so angry.

Ye Han stood up without any worries and followed Song Yan slowly. Song Yan's move just now made the bar owner dare not remind her that she didn't pay the bill. Ye Han was still very authentic and threw two hundred dollars behind and went to the bar.

Song Yan left the bar and walked quickly, but Ye Han walked slowly. She looked like she was an angry girl, and Ye Han was her boyfriend, but she refused to come and persuaded her, so she was angry.

Song Yan walked too fast and Ye Han couldn't keep up. She was waiting for this guy in depression again.

Cross Owela Street and come to a secluded alley.

Song Yan was covered in the smell of wine. She stood in the alley waiting for Ye Han to come. Her hair was still dripping with wine. Song Yan had a slight obsession with cleanliness. She wanted to kill someone when she smelled the smell. She was covered in wine, and she felt very uncomfortable when she was wet.

Ye Han walked up slowly, glanced at Song Yan in a mess, and couldn't help laughing again.

When he smiled, Song Yan became even more angry.

"Don't be angry..." Ye Han said: "I won't laugh...haha..."

Fuck! Just laugh if you don’t laugh. Song Yan feels like she’s going to get angry.

After Ye Han finished laughing, he said, "Okay, Xiao Song, what's the matter with you calling me here? The moon is dark and windy here, you won't want to make ill-thinking plans to me, right? I'm a very conservative person."

The anger soared infinitely, and Song Yan's pretty face turned red. Since she was young, everyone was respectful when they saw her. She was the leader and the queen, and even more than ten thousand people. She had never been so rude to someone like Ye Han.

"Why didn't I see that you are just a gangster?" Song Yan said angrily.

Ye Han touched his nose, shrugged, and said, "I am a mirror. I will treat you whatever you treat me."

Song Yan said: "If my master had not forced the task, I would have thought that saying something to someone like you would be a belittled."

Ye Han said: "I don't know how amazing Miss Song, you are. You have reached the point where you belittle your identity even when you talk to me. Are you stronger than your master? The leader is so powerful in the world, but he is definitely not as overestimated as you and blindly arrogant."

"You..." Song Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!