Are You Still Angry

Feng Qingying frowned, but did not say anything, and only stared intently at Xiao Feimo.

Only then did he realise that he had used too much strength. He anxiously let go of Feng Qingying's hand, and seeing that the skin on Feng Qingying's wrist was red, he anxiously held her hand, and gently caressed Feng Qingying's wrist, his face still extremely ugly.

Feng Qingying took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist, and leaned against Xiao Feimo's chest, "Xiao, I have always seen Nanyi as my own brother, and just now, I lost control of myself.

Xiao Feimo embraced Feng Qingying. He was not angry, but felt a little defeated.