A large pot of water was like a waterfall flowing down, and attacked Shang Feng Yihan's face fiercely.

"Ah --"

In an instant, Feng Yihan's scream started in horror in the living room.

Although the water is not cold, it is not very hot, and it is not hot.

But Feng Yihan was slapped by mo'an before, and his left face is still burning.

Therefore, when the left face was the first to bear the brunt of the warm water, she thought she was disfigured by the boiling water.

"Ah... So hot! So hot, I'm disfigured! Ah -"

Feng Yihan grabbed mo'an's hands and immediately held her face, but she didn't dare to touch her hot skin.

“……”

Feng Yihan's cry was so terrible and frightening that mo'an jumped off her immediately.

"Sister Yang Yang, you splashed her with hot water?"

Mo'an stood in front of the sofa and touched the water on his face. It was cold but not hot.

But looking at Feng Yihan, she said it was hot again. It didn't look like cold water.

Luo Yangyang nodded in his heart and hurriedly touched the wall of the kettle. He felt a little warm but not hot.

"It's not hot. It should be only a little warm water."

Luo Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief and answered mo'an.

If it's really hot water, Feng Han has to be scalded and disfigured. In that case, her crime will be great.

Mo'an looked at Feng Yihan's face carefully. The face on the left was very red, but the face on the right was very white and didn't look like being scalded.

"Luo Yangyang, I'll kill you! You poured hot water on me!"

After Feng Yihan was frightened that he would be disfigured, his vicious eyes immediately shot at Luo Yang, got up and rushed over.

"That's not hot water! I just want you to calm down!"

Luo Yangyang stepped back with a kettle and reached out to make a blocking gesture.

Mo'an and Feng Yihan fought too hard. She really just wanted to persuade a quarrel. She didn't mean to join the war.

"Feng Yihan! Stop!"

Mo'an saw that Feng Yihan wanted to shoot at Luo Yangyang. She rushed forward a few steps and grabbed Feng Yihan.

You can't let sister Yangyang have an accident. This is her idea at this moment.

"Not hot water?"

Feng Yihan was most concerned about his face. He shook off mo'an's hand and touched his face carefully.

She first touched her right face, which didn't hurt much. She felt it carefully with her finger abdomen. It wasn't hot. It didn't seem to be hot water.

"Hiss..."

However, when she touched her left face, she took a breath of pain.

"It's not hot water, it's not hot water. Why does my face hurt so much? You just can't see me well, Luo Yangyang!"

Feng Yihan gently held his sore left face and angrily pointed to Luo Yang.

What should I do? What should I do if she's really disfigured?

"The left face hurts because I slapped it, not because it's hot."

Mo'an looked at a large area of wet chest, wet hair and tail, and the seal with spent makeup on her face, which revealed her doubts.

Although mo'an herself was wet and embarrassed, she was calm and didn't want to be as flustered as Feng Yihan.

Ma Feng came home to get the documents. He didn't intend to go through the main building.

Passing through the gate, I heard an unusual quarrel in the living room and came in.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Ma Feng came in with an expressionless face, he saw Feng Yihan and mo'an, who were in a mess, and Luoyang, who stood innocent with a kettle.