Chapter 1465

"I'll take care of it."

Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan, who was angry and unwilling, and didn't leave her any promise.

"What will you do? Will you help me clean up moan?"

Feng Yi's lukewarm attitude made Feng Yihan feel uneasy.

Mo'an has just met Feng Yi, and she and Feng Yi have been brothers and sisters for more than 20 years. Feng Yi has no reason to help mo'an.

"I'll take good care of it. You don't have to worry."

Feng Yi said more positively, but he still didn't give a promise on how to clean up mo'an.

"Well, I'm sure my second brother won't let me be wronged for nothing."

Feng Yihan was unwilling to entangle, but seeing Feng Yi's impatient look, she didn't press step by step.

Feng Yi finally looked at Feng Yihan. His eyes were slightly dark. No one knew what he thought in his heart.

Feng Yihan just watched Feng Yi leave. She didn't follow him.

Feng Yi is just an excuse to leave. He has nothing to do.

When he came out of the western restaurant, he went straight home.

More than one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is still very hot.

When Feng Yi returned to the villa, he found that mo'an was not taking a nap. She was just playing a swing under the tree.

Under the scorching sun, Feng Yi looked at the figure in the distance and walked slowly.

"Feng Yihan must have complained to brother Feng Yi. It's terrible. What if brother Feng Yi hates me?"

Mo'an leaned her head against the swing rope and looked at the grass under her feet with low eyes, looking very sad.

"Are you afraid I hate you?"

When Feng Yi approached, he listened to mo'an's worries word for word.

Mo'an was scared like a corpse, jumped down from the swing, turned in horror and looked at Feng Yi behind him.

"Brother Fengyi..."

Mo'an looked at Feng Yi in shock.

What did brother Fengyi come from?

She didn't even know.

"Did the in broad daylight scare you?"

Feng Yi looked at the surprised mo'an and looked up funny at the hot light in the sun.

"I, I'm thinking..."

Mo'an looked at Feng Yi for a few eyes, then hung his head nervously and dared not look at her again.

"I heard you had a fight with Feng Yihan?"

Between the two is a slowly turbulent empty swing. Feng Yi directly pointed out the theme.

Mo'an straightened his back as he was stabbed in the spine. The whole man stood straight, like a telegraph pole.

"Brother Fengyi..."

For a moment, mo'an's face was colorful and flashed many emotions. Finally, he could only look at Feng Yi bitterly.

It seems that Feng Yihan really went to complain to Feng Yi.

Feng Yihan must blame her for everything, and Feng Yi settled with her.

"What are you doing with a sad face?"

Feng Yi grabbed the swing and sat on it himself.

At this time, he, like a teacher scolding a student for doing something wrong, made mo'an very stiff.

"Brother Feng Yi, I typed Feng Yihan. I know I was wrong. Punish me."

As soon as mo'an's mouth shriveled and her eyebrows wrinkled, she took the initiative to admit her mistake.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yi was tall and long legged. His polished black leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the swing shook steadily under him.

"Should not be sealed also Han."

Mo'an's head dropped lower and lower, and only Feng Yi's feet could be seen in his field of vision.

"Why did you hit her?"

Feng Yi neither smiled nor angry. On his seemingly gentle face, he continued to ask quietly.