Speaking of this, he looked at Ye Feng's voice and said, "Don't worry, we will be good-tempered with your boyfriend. I won't let him feel shameless."

Song Nanfu's eyes were dressed. He really wanted to introduce Ye Fengsheng to many of his friends. However, he was not too happy because he was displeased by Jiayi's scolding just now. His voice, Ye Fengsheng, was so big. Now someone mentioned it, which was also my step.

When Song Nanfu investigated Ye Fengsheng's voice, Qiu Yiming refused and said, "No, he is a senior gorgeous voice of Ye Feng, we can't reach it."

With a twitch of the eyes, Song Nanfu smelled a targeted intention from these words.

Whenever Ye Fengsheng took one.

Qiu Yiming looked very seriously into his own eyes, and said one by one: "Are you sure?"

Ye Fengsheng calmly nodded and said: "You can return what I just said to me, let's see what I can do."

With very humble words, Qiu Yiming felt considerable pressure, and even he himself couldn't tell where this pressure actually came from.

It's hard not to fail. In the eyes of the audience, at the Qiu banquet, could Ye Fengsheng's voice really dare to hurt people?

The thoughts in the mind moved too fast, but there was always a little sluggish response, which had already lost Qiu Yiming's motivation, making more and more people unable to stop shaking their heads to attract excitement.

But Qiu Yiming clearly realized this, and let his face become more gloomy.

In Fanghai City, I'm a person with a face. Am I afraid of a small figure whose origin is unknown? How ridiculous.

"Ye Fengsheng, what's wrong with you?"

Trapped in the middle, Song Nanfu was somewhat clueless about what to do, so he could only take the initiative to understand Ye Fengsheng's situation, saying that now with his understanding of Ye Fengsheng's voice, the source of the conflict might indeed be caused by Ye Fengsheng's voice.

Ye Feng's voice sounded a bit strange. After a brief moment of wonderful time, what he should do appeared in his eyes. That is, he gave up explaining his predicament and said lightly: "Your friend wanted to pass to you through me. I refused."

"Is that so?"

Song Nanfu cast his eyes on Qiu Yiming, wanting to open his mouth to say, this is her liking Ye Fengsheng. She couldn't imagine Qiu Yiming leading the scoff at Ye Feng: "How can someone like you be qualified to attend tonight's banquet? Isn't it about your classmates working together, what's the joke? Shameless!"

Saying this, he turned and said, "Nanfu, when you join society, be wary of a little baddie. Don't let people become obscure. How can someone like him be proud of rubbing in front of you?"

Song Nanfu's eyes were surprised. Then he turned to Ye Fengsheng's old voice, just as innocent as everyone else. After a while, he said: "What did you say before? How did you achieve it?"

Yes, from Qiu Yiming, Song Nanfu heard this non-public meaning, eager to know what people said just now, fearing Ye Fengsheng might directly hurt people in an instant, after all, in Ye Fengsheng's eyes, the matter was a form and fiction.

Shen Song snorted loudly, "What about it? Dare you to say what we said just now, Nanfu?"

It wasn't until this sentence that Ye Fengsheng's face finally took on a serious color, he looked at the two people opposite, and calmly nodded:

"I've always believed that men shouldn't involve women in issues between men because men have a way to solve it among themselves, and women in the middle are bound to find it inconvenient; secondly, because I regard Song Nanfu as a friend, all this puts him in a very difficult middle position."

"I found I was wrong, because you seem not to truly consider him as a friend, but use him as a pillar prouder and more complacent than me."

"If this is what you want, and you're happy to see him fall into our predicament, congrats, you've hurt my heart, and if you say anything more, I'll handle his situation my way."

Such serious words are naturally not heard everywhere, especially when the clientele is one man and one woman, such words hit the women's hearts around the most, for a while, more and more celebrities liked Ye Fengsheng onsite.

"Such a clever tongue like spring!"

Qiu Yiming knew this, and snorted: "We grew up with Nanfu, would we hurt him? Then restricting him from attending banquets, hiding from him, this is how a great man acts?"

"Great...!"

Ye Fengsheng held his breath and helplessly shook his head. I thought your friends would really consider others' feelings. You didn't need to consider your own Fiat. You didn't care about others' feelings at all. A friend like you is not as beautiful as you."

Saying this, Ye Fengsheng took a step toward Qiu Yiming, and at the same time, waved his fist.

"Ye Fengsheng! Don't move!"

Song Nanfu looked at his appearance, knowing what he wanted to do, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab his arm, "Don't be impulsive."

After careful consideration, Ye Fengsheng suddenly felt that if he started dealing with those boring and fierce people, Song Nanfu would feel embarrassed in the middle. Then he would become the kind of person they talked about in his studio. So he loosened his fist, looked at Song Nanfu, and said: "Let them go, leave a big tail behind."

"Well hit, well hit!"

Reading continuously in his heart, Zhou Rui's fists clenched tightly, with green veins breaking out, seeing the excitement in his heart at the moment.

The young people who did not know the height of the earth finally brewed a disaster! At the banquet held by Qiu's family, it was said they killed a swing! This undoubtedly offended others but also offended the Qiu family!

No matter how capable Xu Haishan is, can his Ye Fengsheng hit again, can you move Shan Qiu's great inversion? Showing violence means being useful before you, but in the eyes of Qiu's family, it's undoubtedly a little incantation of Mesastone, toss a hand and you can be killed alive!

If you can't take revenge, someone will take it for you!

With a crazed wolven-heart in his eyes, Zhou Ruixin broke into a sweat here quickly!

"Are you crazy?"

A woman's scream, then the article aside Ye Fengsheng angrily shouting, "How do you like that, how do you suddenly hit people? A little quality? Safety? Where's security!"

In the past, Qiu Yiming's men completely turned into Ye Fengsheng's voice at this moment. Yuan Shan had already lost his sanity.

Shen Song grabbed his one hand, forcing him to calm down, said: "Give it to me."

Then he greedily looked at Ye Feng's voice, his body instantly stretched out into the best attack stance.

Song Nanfu became anxious: "Shen Song, you don't want to do this, we've said this a lot already."

"It's fine with you. Step aside, I won't hurt you later."

Shen Song's mouth was full of a wolf. He was a Taekwondo black belt. He was skilled. Of course, he wouldn't fear Phoenix Leaf's voice.

Hearing this, Ye Fengsheng suddenly laughed, and a happy smile showed all the way on his clear face.

He really couldn't understand, this thing was made by Song Nanfu. Now, when someone was about to outbreak in such a conflict, what did the phrase "it's fine with you" mean? It's hard not to fail. Do people in this world lie with their eyes open, so difficult to give you a good signal?