"Yang Yi Feng, let go of my hand!"

The footsteps at the door stopped.

Lu Qi saw that Yang Yi Feng had his back facing her, was leaning on the wall, and there seemed to be someone standing in front of him.

Lu Qi walked over and pulled Yang Yi Feng over, and saw the bathrobe Yang Yi Feng was holding dropped to the ground.

"Who can I be with? Just now … I want to scare you! "

Yang Yi Feng picked up the bathrobe, and Lu Qi wrinkled his nose. When Yang Yi Feng stood up, she grabbed his hand, and leaned his head on his shoulder and acted like a spoiled child.

"You still want to scare me? Do you know that my heart is too weak? You can't lie to my feelings, otherwise I really won't be able to live on. "

"Darling, don't be so serious, I will always treat you well."

Yang Yi Feng cupped Lu Qi's face and kissed him. Lu Qi's hands hooked onto Yang Yi Feng's neck.

Until Yang Yi Feng touched Lu Qi in front of the closet, one hand opened the closet's door, threw the bathrobe inside, and then tightly held onto Chi Mo Ge's arm who was hiding in the closet.

Chi Mo Ge wanted to pull back her hand, but she was grabbed too tightly by Yang Yi Feng, so she was unable to do so.

She lowered her head, not wanting to look directly at the intimate scene between Yang Yi Feng and Yang Yi Feng.

In the past, when Mo Ge and Yang Yi Feng had a crush on each other, the two of them had also kissed like this before.

At that time, they had agreed that they would never let go of each other's hands until the end of their lives.

But why did it end up like this? Their breakup, like a wound, hurt her but she couldn't heal it.

Lu Qi panted as her hand followed Yang Yi Feng's hand that was in the closet.

Out of the corner of his eye, Yang Yi Feng saw Mo Ge hiding in the closet with her other hand to cover her mouth to hide her panic.

Instead, he tightened his grip on her wrist and said to Lu Qi: "Feel it and you'll be surprised!"

"What surprise? It couldn't be a gift from you, right? "

"It's a gift. You'll know once you touch it?"

"Qiqi!"

Lu Xiu Yan suddenly stood at the door.

Seeing that her brother had arrived, Lu Qi immediately pushed Yang Yi Feng away, tidying her messy clothes, and walked over.

"Brother, what do you need from me?"

"Grandpa has something to talk to you about!"

"Oh!" Yi Feng, I will go down first. After you have finished washing up, go downstairs to the dining hall and wait for me there.

"Well, go on, dear!"

Yang Yi Feng smiled as he watched Lu Qi leave.

His hand had been inside the wardrobe the entire time, but he had clenched his fist even more tightly, wishing that he could crush Mo Ge's wrist.

"Let her go! This is the last time I'm warning you! "

Lu Xiu Yan rushed over and held onto Yang Yi Feng's arm.

Yang Yi Feng looked up and smiled at Lu Xiu Yan.

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Because... What you're holding right now is my woman's wrist! "

Without holding back at all, Lu Xiu Yan punched Yang Yi Feng's handsome face.

Yang Yi Feng released his hands in pain and fell to the ground.

Lu Xiu Yan pulled Chi Mo Ge out from the wardrobe and glared at her. However, when he saw that Chi Mo Ge's face was filled with tears, he couldn't open his mouth to scold her.

Yang Yi Feng crawled up from the ground, and blocked in front of Lu Xiu Yan and Chi Mo Ge.

He rubbed the corner of his lips that had been ripped apart, staring at Chi Mo Ge's crying face coldly.

"Chi Mo Ge, five years ago … You're not pregnant with this man's child, are you? Is that so? I want you to tell me yourself! "