Chapter 347: Fei Ye Bar on Xing Feng (3)

Regardless of whether he is a pervert or a ghost, I don't care, sister, Fei Ye is very good, rest assured, I know what I'm doing. "
At a glance, I saw what my sister was thinking. Yun Che didn't shy away, and said it in front of Fei Ye.
"I said, wouldn't you bury me?"
Before Yunyao responded, Fei Ye asked tentatively, and Yun Che threw him a complimentary look. "This made you hear it? Great!"
After speaking, Yun Che did not forget to give a big compliment.
"It seems my image in your mind is a mess. Do you think I should do something to correct it?"
Talking to Yun Che, Fei Ye found it very interesting. Basically, he ignored the existence of Xing Feng directly.
"No, I think adjectives like ghost perverts are absolutely the highest praise for you, right, Xingda?"
However, Yun Che would not ignore his family, Xing Dada. Afterwards, he deliberately asked him for his opinions, and told him vaguely that he really had no other thoughts on Fei Ye, and there was no need to eat such flying vinegar.
"I personally prefer that he disappear before us."
Possessing Yun Che's waist extremely, Xing Feng's eyes swept towards Fei Ye sharply. He always believed in his intuition. This time, his instinct told him that Fei Ye's affection for Xiao Che was definitely not an ordinary friend. So simple, although Xiao Che repeatedly told him that he didn't feel anything about Fei Ye except his friends, but how could he be indifferent to the other side's brightly punching his wife.
"Really? Then you're going to be disappointed. I'm planning to stay temporarily."
Raising an eyebrow, Fei Ye didn't care about his fierce stare at all, and relaxed without pressure.
"No."
Xing Feng refused without thinking. How could he let his rival live in his home?
"I didn't ask you, okay? Will the three criminals fail to hear that I have decided?"
"You can try."
"Are you going to fight? Okay, it just feels a little bit itchy."
"boom……"
No one let anyone, and Xing Feng directly offered a cloud of black mist. Fei Ye raised his hand and waved it. The lilac poison gas immediately hit the black mist. Both of them contained great corrosiveness. When they hit each other, It made a loud noise, which sounded particularly terrifying. Yunyao Wang Suhua and other women were so anxious that they couldn't be bothered and they started fighting.
"Zizi ..."
"Our day ..."
A little black and lilac mist fell on the coffee table, and the marble surface of the coffee table instantly corroded a few potholes. Zhou Zeyu and others whispered and quickly jumped away to hide. For a time, the center of the living room, only Yun Che Xun Feng was left, Fei Ye and Yun Yan Leng Yehan still sat there.