Ye Feng nodded faintly, and to prevent being recognized, Hu Yunyun deliberately buried her head in Ye Feng's chest. Hu Yunyun felt the warmth and breadth of Ye Feng's chest and, for the first time, a sense of security welled up from the bottom of her heart. She even harbored the thought that as long as Ye Feng was with her, even if the sky were to fall, there would be no trouble at all.
"I must be crazy! How could I have such thoughts? I'm just using Ye Feng to keep from being recognized by Charles! Ye Feng is practically taking me on a trip through Ghost Gate right now!" Hu Yunyun thought to herself, but her entire face had already turned bright red, like a ripe apple, tender and dripping with charm.
Charles looked at Ye Feng and said coldly, "Mr. Ye, I respected you before and hoped you would accept my proposal. Either wait for us for one hour and we will deliver the drinks to you, or exchange them for other drinks of equal value. How about it?"
