Ye Fan was obviously not thinking about pouring tea, and his mind was full of the fist shadow of the man in black just now.

Why does this boxing look so familiar?

Ye Fan frowned.

"Damn!"

"Do you want to burn me to death?"

"Are you an idiot?"

"How do you pour tea?"

When Ye Fan was lost, he did not realize that the teacup was full. The overflowing water flowed down, and all splashed on Li Laoer.

The hot Li Lao Er jumped up and was furious, and cursed the waiter who poured water in front of him.

"I'm such a damn dog!"

"Blind?"

"Don't you have eyes?"

"It's full and it's still falling?"

"My wife is so fucking!"

Li Lao Er was extremely angry and almost sucked the waiter.

"Damn!"

"This waste~" Chen Nan immediately touched his forehead when he saw this, thinking that it was broken.

He secretly scolded Ye Fan, a waste who was not doing anything, but he still got into trouble.

Chen Nan hurried over to mediate: "Master Li Er, are you okay? My fault and my fault are unknown. Isn't it so hot, right?"

"You bastard, you don't want to apologize to the second master quickly, you're not going to do anything you've done!" Chen Nan turned his head and yelled at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan slowly put down the teapot and suddenly raised his face. His pretty face had already become cold. He looked at Li Er and said coldly: "Who is your wife's legs?"
Chapter completed!