Feng Heng smiled too lightly, as if he hadn't done anything and nothing had happened.

Feng Yi looked at Feng Heng, who was so inappropriate, that he gritted his teeth angrily.

Feng Yihan was still lying on the bed, and Feng Heng himself was not wearing any clothes.

It's his cousin lying on the bed! Even if he is not related by blood, how can he be embarrassed to be such a beast!

Still smiling lightly? Being hit by someone like this, what supports him and makes him so dismissive!

"Are you angry?" Feng Heng looked at Feng Yi, who walked in step by step and unusually slowly.

Although Feng Yi didn't say a word, he looked bland and impermanent, but he knew that he had angered Feng Yi.

After all, he didn't have any clothes on now, Feng Heng picked up the clothes scattered on the side of the bed, and silently and quickly put them on.

Feng Yi will definitely not let him go, if the two of them make too much movement, he doesn't want to be seen by others, he looks like he is not wearing clothes.

"Big brother, where are you? Have you left me again? Feng Yihan, who was drunk and unconscious on the bed, writhed his limbs widely.

She anxiously searched for Feng Heng's departing fiery body, not knowing how shameful her posture was at the moment.

Feng Yi, who entered in the backlight, glanced at Feng Yihan.

Her fair skin seemed to reflect in the dim light, because passion shone with a seductive red and pink glow.

Looking at Feng Yihan, who was still in passion, a touch of pain flashed in Feng Yi's eyes, a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Feng Yihan is arrogant, he can ignore it.

In his opinion, it is normal for girls to be pampered at all, but he never thought that Feng Yihan would be so self-loving and so cheap!

Feng Yi thought in pain, Feng Yihan was obviously very drunk, maybe she didn't want to do this, but Feng Heng took advantage of people's danger.

Thinking about it like this, Feng Yi's monstrous anger erupted at Feng Heng even more irrepressibly.

Feng Heng's dressing speed was very fast, and when Feng Yi stepped forward, although he was still not wearing his upper body, his pants were already set.

"Feng Heng, you have to pay for this!" Feng Yi's iron fist clenched, and he couldn't suppress it anymore and threw a punch suddenly.

"Hmm......" Feng Heng immediately snorted bitterly.

He obviously saw Feng Yi punching, and he dodged in time, but Feng Yi's punch was amazingly fast, and he didn't dodge.

Feng Heng's left cheekbone was hit with an iron fist.

The huge inertia made him suddenly turn sideways, and he almost fell to the ground with a stumble, and the corners of his mouth were instantly bloodshot.