Ye Feng has heard this poem; But this person, Ye Feng didn't know. Was he warning himself? Is it to let yourself not covet Su Wanyu? Or do you want to let yourself leave Zhao Bodhi? Maybe it's not that simple. Such a character is willing to talk to himself, proving that he knows that there is a person like himself. Ye Feng believes in that sentence, the person who knows you best will always be your enemy.

He knew that when he saw the Russian who was fighting with Ye Feng, he would definitely think that he was the one who instigated the incident in the afternoon. and came over to warn him so blatantly, which showed that he didn't take Ye Feng in his eyes at all. It's really uncomfortable to be ignored!

Ye Feng's face was hot, and a burning sensation swept through his body, he clenched his fists tightly, and secretly swore that he must save face and stomp on this invincible rich young master under his copycat version of Anta. Money, power, and connections, these indispensable capitals in the worldly life, do not seem to be difficult to pursue for me now.

Compared to me, hum, you're a little more tender. The corners of Ye Feng's mouth pulled up a charming arc, and he didn't explain his life, he stared at Hu Feng's invincible, arrogant and conceited back, and his pupils changed sharply. Seeing through his expensive suit, and then staring at the words on his fiery red panties, he teased: "La Perla! ”

Hu Feng's footsteps froze, and then he turned his head sideways and looked thoughtfully at the beautiful woman beside him. This luxury underwear that I prefer in Italy was specially bought from overseas by her hands, has she been bought or monitored? didn't find the answer from her confused and shy eyes, Hu Feng's heart was a little heavy. Could it be that this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? What is he relying on? Even if you have something to rely on, it shouldn't be in the southern capital, right? He walked quickly to the elevator door, and couldn't help but have a strong curiosity about Ye Feng. He was pretty sure he hadn't been in contact with this guy before today, so how did he know the brand of his underwear?

"What is La Perla?" Mo Li looked at Zhao Bo stupidly and asked, "Why can't I understand what they say, it feels like I'm playing a dumb riddle." Someone reads a poem, but he comes out with a word of English? What do you mean? ”

Zhao Bodhi looked at the translated content on his phone, blushing, he really didn't know whether to show it to Mo Li. She looked at Ye Feng with very strange eyes, and guessed in her heart, no wonder this guy likes to destroy flowers with spicy hands, and it looks like he has a grudge against beautiful women, it turns out that he likes men. Otherwise, why did Hu Fengfeng, one of the three heroes of Nandu, stop and say those inexplicable words to him, and he still knows the brand of other people's playboy underwear? Huh~ She remembered the scene when Ye Feng hugged her today, and immediately got goosebumps all over her body.

This guy can't be the legendary unisex eater, right? If that's the case, what should I do? Do you want to continue to use beauty tricks on him? It's over, it's over, it looks like my plan is going to be ruined. What's next? He squinted at Chen Fei, who looked confused, wondering if he wanted to start with this guy, maybe the two of them also had an improper super friendship!

If Ye Feng knew what she was thinking at the moment, he would definitely bang his head against the wall aggrievedly. It's so wronged, is there still a way to live this day?

As soon as he turned around, Ye Feng saw a ball of pink flesh from Baihuahua, as well as the deep and charming ditch. As soon as my brain was hot, I felt an itchy nose, and when I reached out and touched it, I felt warm and sticky bright red blood. He quickly closed his eyes and shook his head, silently reciting the meditation mantra in his heart, don't look at incivility, don't look at incivility, if you look at it like this, it is estimated that you will bleed and die.

Everyone was shocked, and Mo Li and Zhao Bodhi even handed over tissues at the same time. The two looked at each other and smiled, but they each had their own ghosts.

Ye Feng took the tissues handed by the two, wiped the nosebleeds again, and said to everyone embarrassedly: "Hey, it's been a little hot in the past two days, it seems that I have to go back to the bedroom to rest and rest." ”

Walking along the path of the inpatient department, after a short time, I came to the stone bridge in the upper reaches of Ximo Lake. There was a group of people walking slowly on the bridge, muttering something to each other as they went. The two groups of people were a little far away, and Ye Feng couldn't hear what they said. I just saw that Hu Feng was stretching out his right hand and waving it around Ximo Lake, and then they walked out of the small bridge and walked towards the hill next to Ximo Lake.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. Ye Feng remembered that Hu Feng had read this poem to himself, and then looked at Ximo Lake and the not so majestic and towering hill next to it, and seemed to think of something in his heart, but it suddenly dissipated into nothingness, making it difficult to grasp. What are they doing here? It's not just for sightseeing, is it? It's just that I've heard that rich people like to go to some high-level membership places, and I haven't seen a rich boy come to the school with a group of people for sightseeing.

Seeing them holding the telescope and looking left and right, and drawing on a blank piece of paper very seriously, Ye Feng's curiosity arose. There must be demons when things go wrong, these people must have discovered some secret of Ximo Lake!

He silently led the way ahead, but his eyes were observing the scene in the water through the stone slab under his feet. I didn't find anything abnormal, except for the turquoise water, schools of small fish swimming around, and those Xiangxi Gu fish hiding in the black silt and mud. They're not fighting these weird fish in their minds, are they? What is the purpose of making them spare no effort to raise these filthy and strange things?

Behind the big willow trees on the shore, several figures looked at Ye Feng on the stone bridge. One of the tall boys said to the Taoist priest beside him who was holding a scarecrow with a birthday sticker, "Dao Master, can you act?" The man who had a grudge against me appeared, the man at the front of the stone bridge. "This person is Wu Hai.

He looked at the scarecrow with a note on Ye Feng's birthday in the Taoist priest's hand with some concern, and said, "I said Master, is this straw man useful?" Can you control leaf wind? Demonstrate to me quickly, and it's better to let him fall into the river himself to feed the fish. ”

The Taoist priest smiled evilly and said confidently: "Just look at it, see that I don't play him to death." If you dare to rob a woman with Young Master Hu, I will let him die with a sense of layering. As he spoke, he took out a needle box from his crossbody bag, took out a slender silver needle, and pricked it into the scarecrow's right foot.

Ye Feng, who was walking, suddenly stagnated, no matter how hard he lifted his legs, his right foot seemed to be nailed to the stone bridge, and he didn't move at all.

What's going on? I have been meditating and practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have never had cramps. What the hell is going on today, I can't even use any strength in my right leg. I was wondering, and my left leg couldn't move as if it had been struck by an evil spirit. This feeling, how can it be so much like the legendary ghost press. Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart and secretly screamed that it was not good. Hurriedly hooked the little thumb of his left hand, summoned Wang Li, and whispered: "I seem to have fallen into an evil spirit, I feel that my legs are nailed to the stone bridge, and I can't move, you can quickly think of a way for me." ”

He looked back at Mo Li and Zhao Bodhi, who were about to follow, and called softly: "Ah Huang, come on, I have been cursed." ”