Nangong Yi smiled evilly, his voice full of ambiguity, his bright red lips breathed gently, and his pair of peach blossom eyes filled with a confused atmosphere.
"Nangong Yi, shut up—"
Feng Xiaoyu's pupils tightened, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a trace of anger. His instinct told him that he couldn't believe what he said, but there was an urge to tear him to pieces in his heart.
"I've told you everything you want to know. You can leave without sending me away."
Nangong Yi chuckled and said very calmly, that pig knows how to attract peach blossoms everywhere, and it is Feng Xiaoyu who is the big peach blossom.
"Hey! Crazy, why are you here?"
As soon as You'er came back, she saw two people standing in a stalemate. She didn't know why, but she felt that the atmosphere was tense and depressing.
"I heard that Yi Shao was injured, so I came over specially to check on him."
His standard smile appeared on Feng Xiaoyu's face again. Yesterday, he heard that she left in a hurry in the middle of the exam. Later he found out that Nangong Yi was injured. Did she actually care about that person so much?
?This realization made him very uncomfortable.
"Now that you've finished reading, you can leave. Your presence here will affect my mood during the meal."
Nangong also sat up and looked at him with a smile. That cold smile made people's hair stand on end. Feng Xiaoyu also looked at him, with countless moves in his eyes between lightning and flint.
"Bingshan, this crazy person came to see you with good intentions, how could you do this?"
You'er was angry and complained for Feng Xiaoyu. What happened to Bingshan? How could he treat the people who came to see him like this? Besides, Feng Xiaoyu had helped her countless times, which made her feel very unhappy.
"Your son, I'm hungry, please feed me breakfast."
Nangong Yi suddenly looked at him and didn't answer, but the anger in his eyes revealed his emotions. This pig actually dared to speak for others.
"It's not like you don't have any hands, so you can't eat by yourself!"
The right son was embarrassed and said loudly.
"But I'm injured, it hurts a lot."
Nangong also pretended to be sad and deliberately pulled the wounds on his body.
You'er looked at Feng Xiaoyu, who was still smiling calmly, smiled awkwardly, and walked towards Nangong Yi, not noticing the slight change in his face or the sadness in his eyes.
Nangong Yi's lips were frivolous and he looked at Feng Xiaoyu provocatively. At this time, he was as awkward as a child showing off to others because he had grabbed his favorite toy.