Group pet little flirt: Feng Ye, please pet me!

Chapter 36
"Even if you really catch up," Jing Han paused, looked at Feng Junyi, and raised his voice provocatively, "He might still be a domestic violence man in the future! Scum!"

"You!" Shi Siyao choked for a moment, her small hands desperately covered Jing Han's chattering lips, her beautiful eyes glared angrily, "If you speak ill of him again, I will really turn against you!"

"Yaoyao."

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Shi Siyao's heart was startled, and she turned her head embarrassingly to meet Feng Junyi's gaze.

Looking against the dim light, Feng Junyi's handsome face was hidden in the darkness, with no joy or anger.

However, Feng Junyi's expressionless handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of chill: "Come here."

"You heard it all?" Shi Siyao looked at him unexpectedly, as if she had fallen into an unfathomable white mist, her rosy lips parted and trembled, but she couldn't say a word anymore. Heart pounding.

With her little hand behind her back, Shi Siyao secretly pinched Jing Han's waist fiercely to vent her anger.

Blame him!

Jing Han clenched his back molars so that he could not groan.

Feng Junyi's cold eyes flicked across Jing Han's face: "I didn't hear everything."

He focused on Jing Han's overly intimate behavior.

It seemed that after Jing Han raised his volume, Feng Junyi came back to hear clearly.

The hand of this wild man on Shi Siyao's waist is an eyesore no matter how you look at it.

Feng Juanyi's face turned slightly cold, he involuntarily grabbed Shi Siyao's wrist and pulled it out of Jing Han's arms. Shi Siyao staggered two steps in confusion, and barely stood beside Feng Juanyi.

Slightly raising her head, Shi Siyao looked at Feng Juanyi's icy side face, feeling uneasy in her heart, and tentatively opened her lips: "What have you heard?" Hearing her dream of admiration for him, or...

"He seemed to say that I'm a scumbag." Feng Juanyi responded lightly.

There were no waves in the deep voice, it was more like a harbinger of a storm.

"..." Shi Siyao didn't know whether to be lucky or disappointed for a moment.

Jing Han, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, chuckled jokingly, and stretched out his hand to grab Shi Siyao's little hand, playing with each other.

Shi Siyao's fingertips felt cool, and Jing Han wrapped them in his palms and rubbed them intimately.

He didn't give Feng Junyi even a glimmer of time, and every move he made was provocative: "Siyao, why don't I go shopping with you tomorrow? I have a friend who is very good at nail art."

He likes to intervene between these two people, talking about common topics with Shi Siyao.

By the way, let's look at Feng Junyi, who was excluded and annoyed in his heart, and see how dignified and awe-inspiring he is pretending to be a gentleman.

"Nail art?" Shi Siyao waved her hands in a daze, "I'm filming recently, so I can't do manicure..."

Before the words finished, Feng Junyi stood between the two of them abruptly, patted Jing Han's hand away, and pulled Shi Siyao out the door with a gloomy expression: "Come out with me."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"Go back to your room and sleep!"

Feng Juanyi's low voice was filled with sullenness, and his big hands rested on Shi Siyao's slender back, pushing her into his room.

Turning his head slightly, Feng Junyi silently glanced at the cynical Jing Han.

In the black jade-like pupils, there was a gloomy look.

Jing Han shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and when the man walked away, Jing Han's elbows were half on his legs and knees, and the playful smile on the corner of his lips became cold: "Tsk tsk." It's really sour~
(End of this chapter)