A Man's Anger

Feng Heng smiled too casually, as if he had not done anything and nothing had happened.

Feng Yi looked at Feng Heng, who did not take it seriously, and gritted his teeth in anger.

Feng Yihan was still lying on the bed, and Feng Heng was naked.

The person lying on the bed was his cousin! Even if they weren't related by blood, how could he have the cheek to be such a beast!

And he was still smiling casually? What was it that supported him and made him so nonchalant when he was exposed?

"Are you angry?" Feng Heng looked at Feng Yi, who was walking in step by step with unusually slow movements.

Although Feng Yi did not say a word and looked calm and unchanging, he knew that he had angered Feng Yi.

After all, he was not wearing any clothes now. Feng Heng picked up the clothes that were scattered by the bed and silently put them on quickly.