Dragon Soul Agent

Ye Zifeng did not know that he was no longer considered famous in Zhonghai Art Academy, and had even been targeted by a few groups of people. Whether it was Faang Wenyuan or Jin Qiuming, they both wanted to eliminate Ye Zifeng quickly. As for Ximen Piaoxue, her attitude towards him was even more complicated. She wanted to rope him in, but at the same time, she felt disgust towards him.

However, the current Ye Zifeng did not have the time to care about all these.

After taking care of the Karate Club group, Ye Zifeng did not rush back to the large piano room, but leisurely strolled around the beautiful campus of Zhonghai Art Academy.

After all, compared to listening to the old professors lecturing on music, it was more practical to look at the beautiful ladies of Zhonghai Art Academy.

Stretching his waist, Ye Zifeng had a face full of mischievous smiles. Looking at the long-legged beauties that were rushing about in the academy, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Aiya, a university is still the best, this is full of the scent of youth!"

However, just as Ye Zifeng was "admiring" the beauty that could be found everywhere on the campus, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello, hello!" Looking at the unfamiliar number that was displayed on the screen, Ye Zifeng was startled for a moment, then after hesitating for a moment, he pressed the call button.

A voice on the other end of the line hesitated for a long time before it suddenly choked with sobs.

"Feng, is that you? It's really you? You're back, you're finally back! " The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit wronged and a bit lost, but it was mostly filled with excitement and excitement.

This wave of crying voices of the girl with a broken heart immediately caused Ye Zifeng's heart to tremble.

Although it had been three years, Ye Zifeng could still tell who this charming voice belonged to the moment he heard it.

With a similar sigh, the playful smile on Ye Zifeng's face disappeared, and turned into a bitter smile.

Holding the phone, Ye Zifeng said softly: "Silly girl, it's me, I'm back!"

Ye Zifeng's silly girl had shattered all the defenses on the other end of the phone, and immediately, the other end of the phone was filled with tears, although he could not see them, but he could imagine such a tragic scene.

After another round of bitter smile, Ye Zifeng spoke into the phone, "Silly girl, what are you crying for?"

"I'm not crying. I'm just happy, just happy. Three years ago, you left without a sound. I thought … I thought that I would never be able to see you again in my entire life. "

The voice on the other end of the line suddenly became hurried, "Feng, where are you right now? I miss you. I want to see you, I can't wait any longer!"

Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly and said: "I'm currently at the Zhonghai Art Academy side …"

Without waiting for Ye Zifeng to finish speaking, the woman's voice said hastily: "Okay, wait for me there, I'll be there right away!"

The girl did not even have the time to hang up the phone, she seemed to have rushed out of the house. On the other side of the phone, Ye Zifeng only heard a girl's voice: "Uncle Tong, prepare the car, I want to go out."

Holding the phone, Ye Zifeng laughed bitterly for a long time, then laughed leisurely: "Truly a hot girl!"

But just as Ye Zifeng lowered his head and was about to hang up the phone, a beautiful figure quickly walked over from the campus's shady path. As she walked, she looked towards the ghosts behind her. This sudden collision directly filled Ye Zifeng with energy.

Then, with a loud thud, the figure sat down on the floor and the book in his hands fell to the floor.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you not know how to walk?" A girl's charming voice was instantly heard.

Ye Zifeng then lowered his head and looked at the figure that he had knocked down.

The one who was sitting on the floor and rubbing his butt was a girl, around twenty years old. Short-sleeved, hot pants, with a twist whip, her petite figure was exceptionally sexy. Especially those eyes, they were filled with spirituality as they continuously gouged out Ye Zifeng.

"Beauty, sorry, I really didn't see you!" Ye Zifeng said with a mischievous smile.

If it was a man sitting on the ground at this moment, Ye Zifeng would definitely ignore him and leave without turning back. Unfortunately, it wasn't.

After curiously sweeping a glance at the hot beauty on the ground, Ye Zifeng took the initiative to extend his hand out. The beauty didn't seem to mind and pulled Ye Zifeng's hand to stand up, then quickly tidied up the books on the ground. From time to time, he would even look behind him.

Ye Zifeng curiously followed the beauty's gaze and joked: "Beautiful girl, seeing your anxious expression, could it be that a monster is chasing you from behind?"

The fiery beauty unrestrainedly spat on the ground, "Pui, what monster, saying monsters are all just to praise him, that guy is even more annoying than monsters …"

While these two people were talking, a hurried voice was heard: "Fei Fei, Fei Fei, don't go that fast. Wait for me, wait for me!"

Just as Ye Zifeng was feeling extremely curious, a figure suddenly came over from the bamboo forest.

The owner of the voice was a man who appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He wore a pair of glasses with a golden frame, and his scholarly expression was weak as he hurried forward.

The man chased closely and walked forward until he was in front of Ye Zifeng and the girl, then stopped after panting a little.

Standing beside Ye Zifeng, the fiery beauty looked at the man with disdain, as a strange expression appeared on her beautiful face.

"Fei Fei, so you are here!" The man in a suit approached beauty with a fawning look on his face, but he quickly came back to his senses and stared coldly at Ye Zifeng, who had suddenly appeared beside beauty.

"Fei Fei, who is this guy?" The man pointed to Ye Zifeng at the side and asked beauty.

With regards to the man's attitude, Ye Zifeng expressed his dissatisfaction, and only snorted softly.

As for the Explosive beauty, her spirit eyes turned and she actually took a step towards Ye Zifeng. Then, she affectionately hugged onto Ye Zifeng's arm, her smooth chest faintly rubbing against Ye Zifeng's arm, and appeared to be very intimate.

"Mr Wang, how many times have I told you that I already have a boyfriend? Nuo, this is my boyfriend, so please don't pester me anymore!"

beauty talked to herself as she winked at Ye Zifeng, as if she was asking Ye Zifeng to help him finish her act.

At first, Ye Zifeng was surprised, but then he embarrassedly pinched the tip of his nose and bitterly laughed in his heart: Ugh, looks like I have to be the shield again today.