"..." mo'an looked at the remaining ten steps and then looked at Feng Yi's eyes, which seemed gentle but without any temperature. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she shook her head and said, "I can do it myself."
If Feng Yi really wants to hold her downstairs, he will hold her directly. Where can I ask her.
And his eyes told her that he didn't really want to hold her downstairs, so she'd better not bother him.
In the severe pain of his ass, mo'an's posture downstairs was particularly awkward.
The sound of her gasping in pain came out from time to time, and Feng Yi ignored it as if he hadn't heard it.
Mo'an stubbornly endured it. Even if she was in pain, she clenched her teeth and didn't hum.
Feng Yi knew that she had just fallen and asked mo'an to go downstairs. She must have hurt.
But he just held her and didn't let her fall again. In addition, he neither comforted her nor carried her downstairs.
Seeing that her forehead was sweating in a cold sweat and her side face was still gritting her teeth, he looked a little appreciative.
A stubborn little girl who has to eat the bitter fruit she planted herself.
It took them nearly ten minutes to get downstairs.
Mo'an thought she would be free when she came down.
But she was wrong.
When Feng Yi helped her to the sofa, he released his hand and sat down on the sofa.
Mo'an, who was left behind, saw that she was only two or three steps away from the sofa, but looking at Feng Yi, who was silent, she was afraid to go over and sit down together.
After Feng Yi sat down, he saw the big cake box and dark blue gift box on the tea table, and finally restored some touch up between his slightly cold eyebrows and eyes.
This cake and gift must have been prepared by the central government.
Although he didn't come back to eat cake, his heart warmed up.
Although mo'an lowered her head slightly, she stood by and watched Feng Yi all the time.
Secretly looking at the past line of sight and seeing that Feng Yi's face was no longer cold and handsome, her heart was finally relaxed.
But she soon found that Feng Yi's tenderness was not directed at her.
She followed Feng Yi's line of sight and looked at the cake on the tea table.
Suddenly understand something.
Today is Feng Yi's birthday?
"What's your name?"
As soon as Feng Yi's eyes closed, he looked at mo'an calmly.
Although he guessed mo'an's identity, it was better to verify it.
"My name is moan." Mo'an answered honestly. After two seconds of silence, he added, "brother Feng Sheng brought me back."
As soon as Feng Yi heard her name was mo'an, he confirmed her identity.
"Why did you do that?"
Feng Yi leaned back on the back of the sofa. In his naturally overlapping legs, the whole person's aura was much more serious than before.
As soon as Feng Yi said this sentence, mo'an's ears' hummed 'for a moment.
"What? Why?"
Mo'an naturally dropped his hands on his side and moved them slightly behind him. His knuckles turned white because he clenched them into fists.
Feng Yi's words, which were neither light nor heavy, had no end, but made her feel terrible.
It was as if he had seen through all his intrigues.
"You fell down by yourself, didn't you?"
Feng Yi looked at mo'an who pretended not to understand him. He didn't beat around the Bush and broke the straight white spot without mercy.
In an instant, something seemed to explode in mo'an's mind, which made her brain blank.
She suddenly raised her head and stared at Feng Yi in disbelief.