Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

The waitress in a beige dress bowed slightly, her neck curving elegantly beneath her bun. "The elevator requires a special key card."

Then she took out the card from her pocket and handed it to Ye Fan.

The walls of the elevator car were covered in gold leaf, reflecting the waitress's frequent furtive glances.

Her fingers, painted with nude nail polish, slid across the tablet until they reached the dining page, and then she placed the tablet in front of Ye Fan for easier viewing:

"We offer 24-hour room service. Our Chinese chef is from the White Swan Hotel in Guangzhou, and our French chef worked at a three-Michelin-starred restaurant in Paris. We also serve dishes from other countries. If you have special needs, please contact the kitchen and they will make your own flour."

"The preparations are really thoughtful. I don't have to worry about food in the next few days."

Ye Fan smiled, and the elevator arrived at that moment. With a "ding" sound, the pearl earrings on the waitress's earlobes swayed.

She walked in front of Ye Fan and opened the elevator door for him, then led Ye Fan in with standard etiquette.

Why does this feeling make me feel like a cripple? Ye Fan felt weird. Even his mother had never treated him like this since he was born.

This cannot be described as comprehensive. He felt that the other party wanted to replace his legs and walk for him.

The elevator door opened, and a spacious floor unfolded before Ye Fan's eyes, and right in front of him was his suite.

The waitress walked forward and opened the door for him, revealing a room that was low-key yet luxurious.

"Please wait a moment."

The waitress was about to go in to introduce the facilities in the room to Ye Fan, but Ye Fan raised his hand to stop her from entering and walked around the suite alone.

He checked the bedside lampshade so quickly that it almost left an afterimage, and his fingertips made a slight electrical sound as they passed under the TV cabinet.

Three minutes later he returned to the door: "Okay."

The waitress placed the menu on the mother-of-pearl lacquer tray at the entrance.

As she leaned over, the base notes of Dior J'adore perfume drifted up from her collarbone, and her stockings cast an alluring shadow behind her knees.

"If you need anything, you can contact the front desk at any time. I will appear in front of you in time." She gently moistened her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and reminded him again:

"Any time is fine."

This sentence obviously has an implicit meaning.

Ye Fan looked at the waitress who looked mature and had a plump figure. Her professional attire outlined her slender waist and plump breasts, as well as her two round long legs wrapped in a short skirt.

The waitress was also looking at the guest's appearance. There was no denying that this man was even more handsome than Young Master Yuan.

Especially those blue eyes, which can capture the hearts of all women.

It would be fun to spend a night with a man like this.

The waitress glanced at him secretly, watching Ye Fan slowly raise his hand and move his beautiful, white, slender fingers upwards until they just reached her waist.

The waitress raised her watery eyes.

But then, there was a bang.

Ye Fan locked her outside the door. The waitress's straight nose was almost hit by the door, but Ye Fan controlled the force and just let the door stop in front of him.

Women will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword.

……

The magic of crowds is being performed at the omnidirectional intersection in front of Shibuya Station.

Ye Fan stood under the electronic screen of the 109 Department Store, watching the huge advertisement for Rei Ayanami overlap with the real crowd. Girls in lolita skirts passed by him, the scent of perfume mixed with the sweet smell of crepes.

This is Shibuya's 2D paradise!

"Limited edition lottery!"

In the anime store, a clerk wearing a cat ear headband is standing on tiptoe to organize the shelves.

A large number of Japanese young ladies wearing cosplay costumes and Japanese otakus of different shapes and sizes are walking around the streets here.

Ye Fan stood in the middle, surrounded by a crowd of people.

"I should bring some souvenirs back for Mingfei and Zihang. For Zihang, let's bring him some comics. As for Mingfei, I think he'll really like these action figures."

Ye Fan looked at the huge figurine shop in front of him. The merchandise in the shop was quite rich. Almost all the images of the anime characters he had seen could be seen in the figurine form.

Ye Fan walked in and started shopping.

He definitely had enough funds for his activities. Guderian had given him $5 for his mission, and I heard it was also a friendly sponsorship from President Angers.

"You can spend as much of this money as you want, even if it's all gone. Remember, our S-rank students must not deprive themselves of even a single cent in terms of material things!"

Guderian assured Ye Fan before he left, and even told him that if it was not enough, he could always tell him that he would contact the school immediately to provide Ye Fan with more activity funds.

Ye Fan came out carrying a lot of bags, then called a courier and asked him to deliver all the items he bought to his hotel.

Under the envious gaze of the courier boy, Ye Fan turned and walked into an alley.

Suddenly, I ran into a sea of ​​mosaics at the corner.

It was a store that specialized in selling discs. On the colorful packaging, actresses were posing in poses that were beyond the limits of what the human body could endure.

At this moment, Ye Fan stopped, the breath of mosaic was calling him. The breath of the Japanese and Korean areas was calling him.

Ah, what a familiar figure. All the teachers he knew well were showing off their graceful curves.

For such a place that is immoral, Ye Fan would of course choose to stay away from it...

Went in.

Listening to the sweet welcome voice of the shop assistant, Ye Fan quickly walked to the shelf.

He needs to judge these immoral things carefully!

Ye Fan picked up a special edition of "xx Teacher". On the cover, a woman in a sailor suit was unbuttoning the second button.

Ah, this high-definition picture quality is worthy of being Mr. Bo...

Ye Fan was amazed.

"The customer has good taste."

A shop assistant in a maid outfit approached, her name tag reading "Minato." She smelled like cheap shampoo. "This is this week's bestseller."

The female clerk looked at the handsome customer in front of her with curiosity. The other person's appearance completely hit her XP.

For such a handsome guy, she is happy to chat with him about these "works of art".

However, Ye Fan did not respond to the topic raised by the other party. Instead, he continued to watch the videotape and pretended that he did not understand Japanese.

But the shop assistant was not discouraged. She kept smiling sweetly and stood quietly beside Ye Fan.

Ye Fan also chose the complete version of "xx Chikan Tram" and the director's cut version of "xx Hot Spring Village".

When he picked up "xx Widow", Minato suddenly lowered her voice and said, "If you want... we can give you a DVD of the filming footage..."

After hearing these words, Ye Fan perked up and immediately started to happily chat with the shop assistant in the fluent Japanese he had just learned.

The two of them instantly shared similar interests and had a great time chatting.

Chapter 77: Ramen stall, the emperor kneading dough silently

In the monitoring room, Crow's Seven Star cigarette had burned through to the filter. He stared at Ye Fan on the screen, watching him carefully compare two disc covers. Seven cigarette butts piled in the ashtray.

"Is this guy really S-rank?"

Sakura's thumb rested on the hilt of her sword, her expression frozen.

She simply couldn't imagine that the S-level specialist sent by the school would actually visit an adult disc store in Shibuya, Tokyo.

"Uh…"

Crow didn't know what to say for a moment, but he had to admit that Ye Fan had a pretty good vision.

All the films the other party picked up were extremely good and rare, which made him want to go to that store later.

"Hahaha, this is human nature. And he has very good taste!"

Ying looked at Crow with disdain. It turned out that all men were bad, except the young master.

Facing Sakura's eyes full of contempt, Crow shrugged nonchalantly:

"As a man, I completely understand his behavior. Our young master might do this in the dead of night..."

The knife at Sakura's waist was instantly unsheathed and placed against Crow's neck.

"Try saying it again~"

Ying's sweet face was smiling on the surface, but her tone revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me." Crow put his hands together in front of him, as if surrendering. "These are all human nature, really..."

"If you really can't accept it, I'll monitor him from here. After all, we both know he's a genuine S-rank, right? Controlling an entire fleet of Boeing 747s with just his words isn't something an ordinary hybrid could do."

"I seriously suspect that what he is doing now is partly out of interest, but the greater part may be to hide his true purpose."

Crow said with a serious expression, "When it comes to men, a man's sixth sense can sometimes be more accurate than a woman's."

He could feel it, even though they had only met once, he could sense Ye Fan's demeanor that was no less than that of the head of a patriarch.

Such a person definitely has his purpose and intention in everything he does. Even if he is looking for a teacher's work in an adult disc store, it may have a deeper meaning.

Sakura was stunned for a moment as she looked at Crow's serious expression.

Crow is usually not serious, but once he becomes serious, it means that he is definitely serious and he must have noticed something wrong with Ye Fan.

"There's no need. I'm the young master's attendant. Don't treat me like some mere schoolgirl."

Ying refused and sat down, watching the surveillance video carefully.

"Oh, this is really satisfying! Very satisfying!"

"Even if I don't read them, these will be good souvenirs to remember my youth. It's because the website keeps disappearing, and I won't be able to revisit it when I get old."

He found another delivery man, and seeing the man's slightly relieved and appreciative look, Ye Fan told him the address of his hotel and asked him to keep the souvenirs well.

The delivery man gave a firm thumbs-up and an expression of great appreciation.

"Leave it to me, I'll deliver it safely and intact to your hotel! Young man, I appreciate your taste!"

The delivery man said this firmly, his eyes full of satisfaction and relief for the younger generation in front of him.

"I feel relieved to have an elder like you escort these gifts for me!"