He is a witness. He said that in this brief moment, he had completely put his emotions in check and set up a clock to accommodate it. Hidden within his seemingly warm words were three threats.
Once his arm moved, Ye Fengsheng would beat you to death in front of him with this annoying fierce item, but after all, Song Nanfu grabbed the wrist and could only give up.
Raising a foot, he kicked the stool onto the sofa, and Ye Fengsheng's voice said coldly on swan feathers: "Are you worth being friends with?"
Looking around, he finally saw Xu Jiayi, who had stopped trembling, either watching himself. Ye Feng's voice slightly frowned: "You really don't deserve to be human!"
"I still have things to do. I will speak to you opportunely, deceiving Nanfu in the name of my friend. That year I will break your bones inch by inch."
"I think you're proposing. Too good!"
