Feng Yihan looked at Luo Yangyang for unknown reasons. When she saw the basin in her hand, she realized that she was wet and uncomfortable.

She subconsciously lowered her head, but saw that she didn't wear any clothes.

"Ah -" Feng Yihan immediately covered the key parts and screamed again.

What's going on?

Why isn't she dressed?

Feng Yihan's mind is still a little chaotic. A heart can be said to have fallen to the freezing point in an instant.

"This washbasin will cover you." Luo Yangyang said and threw the basin in his hand in front of Feng Yihan.

She doesn't know how Feng Yihan and Feng Heng became like this, but it's obviously something we don't want to see.

"Get out of here! Who told you to pour water on me?" Feng Yihan kicked the washbasin angrily.

It's like she will now lie naked in bed and be splashed with cold water. It's all Luo Yangyang's fault and it's all Luo Yangyang's fault.

Luo Yangyang stood motionless in front of the bed and looked at Feng Yihan with fixed eyes.

Feng Yihan looked for the sheets on the bed and wrapped himself up in a panic.

After making sure she won't let off the spring, she has time to see the inseparable Fengyi and fengheng in the corner of the room.

"Stop fighting! What the hell is going on?" Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi and Feng Heng and shouted.

When she saw that Feng Yi was still in a straight suit, but Feng Heng was not wearing clothes, in fact, she had guessed something.

Especially the lower body pain, let her know clearly what she did when she was drunk.

But she was unwilling to accept the fact.

I don't want to die!

"What you did!" The collapse of Feng Yihan made Feng Yi heartache.

During the fight, he took the opportunity to shake Feng Heng's arm and hit Feng Heng hard against the wall.

Feng Heng leaned slightly and hit the wall with his left back. Under the huge impact force, he only felt that his internal organs were about to be broken.

"Why don't you ask if she's pestering me?" Feng Heng said and attacked Shang Feng Yi with his fist again.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!" Feng Yihan moved bit by bit, retreated to the head of the bed and curled up.

Her voice was tinged with weeping.

Listening to her cry, and then looking at her pale face and collapsed look, Luo Yangyang suddenly felt some sympathy for her.

Feng Yihan is really drunk, can this happen?

Actually, she doesn't want to, does she?

The more Feng Yihan cried, the more angry Feng Yi was and the harder he fought.

The harder Feng Yi fought, the harder Feng Heng fought back. They both punched and kicked each other, and there was no end to vent.

When the canon entered the room, he saw such a chaotic scene.

Feng Yi and Feng Heng fought fiercely in front of the closed curtain.

Luo Yangyang stood beside the bed at a loss.

Feng Yihan was wrapped in a quilt and shrank at the head of the bed with tears on his face.

"What's going on?" No matter how chaotic the scene was, the pace of canonization entering the room was still calm, and the voice of inquiring about the exit was calm as usual.

When Feng Yi heard the sound of canonization, he stopped.

When Feng Heng saw that Feng Yi stopped attacking, he also stopped and wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

He felt there was no need to fight to the death for such a thing.

If Feng Yi hadn't done it first, he wouldn't have done it.

"Big brother." As soon as Feng Yihan saw Feng Sheng coming in, she was in a trance, her eyes tightened, her voice trembled, and more nervously wrapped the quilt on her body, "big brother..."