Chapter 91

Luo Yang's two small hands clenched tightly.

Feng Yi, are you really back?

In the dense crowd, the height of nearly 1.9 meters is particularly conspicuous.

Luo Yangyang's eyes locked on the back of the head of the canonization, and soon saw the proud Feng Yi.

The two brothers gave a hug.

Canonization turned her back to Luoyang, and she couldn't see the expression of canonization.

What she can clearly see is Feng Yi's handsome face as warm as jade and as refreshing as spring breeze.

So dazzling and noble that Luoyang was suffocated.

Feng Yi is really back.

To avoid being found abnormal, Luo Yang sat down silently.

Because of the appearance of Feng Yi, the banquet hall was even more lively.

Incompatible with the atmosphere of the scene, it is estimated that only Luoyang in the corner is secretly depressed.

Feng Yi is back. What will she do?

Luo Yang stared at the empty plate on the tea table and sat in a daze for a long time.

Looking up at the still lively garden, she wanted to take a final look at Feng Yi and then go back to her room.

Her big eyes turned and looked around in the big garden.

When she saw Feng Yi, she found that he was walking towards her corner with a gentle smile.

Between the four eyes, Luo Yang's heart tightened. Is Feng Yi coming for her?

As soon as she was nervous, Luo Yang wanted to go. Her eyes twinkled and she quickly stood up.

"Yang Yang!" When Feng Yi saw that Luo Yang suddenly got up and seemed to be leaving, he quickly called her.

Luo Yangyang's small body stiffened and his heart sank. He was so nervous that he clenched his small fist, and his knuckles turned white because of too much force.

She let herself calm down and then calm down. Her nervous little face finally led a sweet smile: "Yi Xuechang."

"After a year's absence, we have grown up a lot." Feng Yi has come over, raised his hand and naturally rubbed Luo Yang's small head.

The warmth of his palm seemed to come from his head, and Luo Yangyang looked at his face as warm as jade.

The gentle smile on the corner of his mouth made her blush unconsciously, and shyly lowered her small head: "HMM."

What to do, what to do.

My heart beats so fast that I'm about to jump out of my chest.

"Yang Yang." Looking at the Luo Yangyang with his head on his head, Feng Yi pinched her chin and gently raised her ruddy little face, "welcome to Feng's house."

Luo Yang, who was forced to lift his face, saw Feng Yi's warm and serious eyes.

Without any unkindness, I sincerely welcome her.

"Thank you, Mr. Yi." Luo Yang's nose was sour and suddenly moved.

They are all brothers. Facing the same thing, if only the canonization could do the same to her.

"Fool." Feng Yi's gentle smile deepened, patting Luo Yang's soft hair on his small head, "what's your name, elder brother?"

"..." Luo Yangyang's mood was surging again. He tried to resist the tears that wanted to come to his eyes, and called in a clever whisper, "second brother."

The sound of "second brother" made Luo Yangyang understand.

In this life, she and Feng Yi are impossible.

All her life, maybe she and he can only be brothers and sisters.

"That's good." Feng Yi wanted to put down his hand. Seeing the young face of Luoyang powder, he couldn't help pinching her little face.

It's smooth and tender. It seems that it can pinch water. It feels good.

The action of pinching the small face was too intimate. Luo Yangyang was shy and even his little ears turned pink.

She trembled her thick slender eyelashes and raised a sweet and clever smile.

She didn't dare to expect too much. She was satisfied to be friendly with Feng Yi as a brother and sister.

Luoyang was satisfied, but there was one person who was so cold and dark that he was almost frozen.

After Feng Yi was surrounded and left, Luo Yangyang turned and entered the villa.

The canonization didn't even hesitate. The wine cup between the slender fingers was put away.

His birthday man left the guests in the garden and stepped into the villa at a noble pace.