"Brother Yi."
Mo An greeted Feng Yi.
"Morning."
Ya Quan was struggling with how to explain to Mo An. Serena was still tired and would not wake up so early. Feng Yi's appearance just relieved his embarrassment.
"Just talk properly. Don't touch me, okay?"
Feng Yi walked down and pulled Mo An in front of him.
".."
Ya Quan looked at Feng Yi, who had such a strong desire to monopolize. He threw a speechless look over and couldn't be bothered with Feng Yi.
He didn't have anything to do with Mo An, so why was he so nervous?
"Brother Yi, don't grab it so hard. It hurts a little."
Moan protested in a low voice and wanted to pull his hand away.
Her wrist was about to turn red from the scratches. She hadn't eaten early in the morning, so where did she get so much strength?
"Who asked you to run away so quickly without waiting for me?"
Feng Yi's mouth was saying that he deserved it, but his hands were loose and no longer holding on so tightly.