Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan without speaking, just looked at her quietly with deep eyes.

"Second brother, you, don't look at me like this, I'm afraid." Finally, Feng Yihan couldn't smile anymore, and looked at Feng Yi with a cramped expression.

"Outside the window before, you deliberately screamed and shouted so loudly, didn't you?" Feng Yi's face was calm, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

He always knew that Han Han had a willful temper, but he thought that she knew how to advance and retreat.

But tonight......

Maybe he expects too much from her.

"It's not!" Feng Yihan denied it without even thinking about it, and grabbed Feng Yi's next door as soon as he stepped forward, holding on tightly, "Second brother, I didn't mean to!" I was really scared by Yangyang, I didn't expect her to eavesdrop under the window. ”

Is the second brother trying to suspect her for Luo Yangyang?

It's Luo Yangyang again!

Why didn't Luo Yangyang let her go, he had to go against her!

"......" Feng Yi continued to remain silent, his eyes looked at Feng Yihan deeply, and he didn't blink his eyes.

"Second brother, don't do this, I really didn't mean to." Feng Yihan saw Feng Yi looking at her with such scrutinizing eyes, she immediately felt weak, and shook Feng Yi's arm coquettishly, "I keep it, I will definitely be calm in the future, and I won't make a fuss anymore." ”

Can't let the second brother have a gap with her, can't!

Feng Yi finally glanced at Feng Yihan deeply, the face that made him feel cute in the past looked a little boring in his eyes tonight.

As Feng Yi got up and stood up, he also brushed aside Feng Yihan's hand that was holding his arm.

As soon as his hand fell into the air, Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi, who was silent and walked forward silently, and suddenly felt a little flustered: "Second brother, where are you going?" ”

Feng Yi didn't look back, but after half a ring, he still replied to Feng Yihan: "Don't go anywhere, take a walk." ”

"I'll accompany you!" Hearing Feng Yi's answer, Feng Yihan ran up as if he had received some kind of permission.

Feng Yihan put his arms around Feng Yi, hugged him tightly, and walked with him in the long corridor that seemed to have no end in sight.

The arm tightened, and the other slender arm was entangled, and Feng Yi's warm eyes, which were as deep as the sea, were filled with a circle of small ripples.

He didn't push Feng Yihan away again, and while acquiescing to her following, he didn't look at her again.