Chapter 211

Feng Yihan's eyes were flustered and his heart was really flustered.

She was scalded by boiling water and cried to him wrongly, but he didn't respond at all.

He also left with Luo Yangyang in his arms, reluctant to say a word to her.

Fengsheng's cold eyes didn't look at Feng Yihan's beautiful face with tears, and her eyes fell on her hand.

"Let go." The sound of canonization has the chilly feeling of penetrating human eardrum.

Feng Yihan gripped her hand and suddenly stiffened.

She looked up at the canonization reluctantly and wrongfully.

He really doesn't like her so much?

Being naked ignored or even disgusted by his sweetheart, Feng Yihan felt heartache beyond measure.

She didn't understand. From childhood to adulthood, she tried to show her best in front of canonization.

But why has the canonization been so indifferent to her for so many years.

She tried to make herself better. Did she do anything wrong?

In Feng Yihan's silent longing eyes, Feng Sheng refused to give her a charity.

Xu is because of the awe inspiring majesty established over the years of canonization.

Finally, Feng Yihan slowly released his hand.

What on earth should she do to enter the heart of canonization?

Luo Yangyang stood silent.

Looking at Feng Yihan so close, she saw all the obsessed eyes of the other party when they looked at the canonization.

Originally, it was not her illusion that Feng Yihan really liked canonization.

Moreover, it seems that the feelings are very deep.

As soon as Feng Yihan let go, Feng Sheng didn't want to stay for a moment. He led Luo Yang upstairs.

Luo Yangyang still wanted to take back his hand, but finally gave up.

Wearing black socks and no shoes, she let Feng Sheng lead her upstairs.

With each step, Luo Yangyang could detect Feng Yihan's eyes behind her, fixed on her back like a needle.

The afterglow of the sunset shines in from the French windows of the hall, and the warm light shines a quiet beauty on the stairs.

Feng Yihan stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked up in such a daze. Feng Sheng led Luo Yang up step by step and farther away from her step by step.

Looking at it, Feng Yihan also felt that the back of one big and one small on the stairs was so harmonious and beautiful in the afterglow of the sunset, like a happy little couple returning home.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, Feng Yihan was startled by himself.

The next second, she brutally murdered the idea.

Big brother won't like that bitch in Luoyang!

impossible!

She won't let them together. The big brother is hers!

Her!

Feng Yihan glared at Luo Yang's back upstairs.

Luo Yangxiu wants to rob her of a man!

over my dead body!

Because of jealousy, Feng Yihan was so angry that he even forgot the pain of scalding on his feet.

"Han Han, what are you doing at the entrance of the stairs?"

As soon as Feng Yi came back, he saw Feng Yihan standing alone at the entrance of the stairs, staring at the stairs with two eyes.

He looked before he left. There was no one on the stairs.

"Ah?" As soon as Feng Yi's gentle voice got into his ears, Feng Yihan's vicious eyes faded instantly, and his brain was a little confused for a moment.

When Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan, he caught her vicious eyes that didn't converge in time.

He didn't like the look in his eyes.

Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi and quickly reacted. The pain of scalding was immediately transmitted to her brain nerves.

"Second brother, I'm hot." Feng Yihan wrinkled his wronged pretty face and burst into Feng Yi's arms with tears.

"Hot? How can it be hot?" When Feng Yi asked this, his sight fell on a messy tea table.

Feng Yihan hugged Feng Yi's hand, raised his poor pretty face and looked at Feng Yi with hazy tears: "my sister boiled water, sobbing... I'll burn it."