As he spoke, he hugged Feng Haitang a little tighter, and was about to kiss her.
But just when his lips were about to touch Feng Haitang's face, he was suddenly pushed heavily and staggered.
Feng Haitang stood up abruptly, looked down at him with a fierce light in his eyes, "How do you know that I'm sad because Haotian doesn't want to be with me?"
Fang Yicheng was taken aback, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"So it was you!" Feng Haitang suddenly came to his senses, and said through gritted teeth, "It was you who said something to him last night, right?"
Fang Yicheng laughed dryly, "Junior Sister, what are you talking about? Senior Brother, I don't understand? I just saw that Yan Haotian didn't go home with you, and guessed that he must have rejected you, which made you so sad. Senior Brother, I also care about you. ah!"
"Stop your rhetoric!" Feng Haitang said coldly, "That guy Yan Haotian is indeed a lump of elm, always unable to turn his head around, and after the great change, he has a very low self-esteem, always wrapping himself tightly Well, I'm afraid that anyone will see through my heart."
"However, yesterday, his attitude was obviously relaxed. After one night, he suddenly retracted, and even said such heartless words, as if he tried his best to make me give up."
"I couldn't figure out why he was so cruel at first, but now I know, it's you, you must have said something to him last night..."
Fang Yicheng stood up from the ground with a look of disdain.
At this moment, he no longer pretended, "Even if I said something to him, what did I say that was not the truth? He is a good-for-nothing ugly, and he is not good enough for you. What's more, junior sister, you really like it so much." Is it an ugly monster? You just pity him and sympathize with him. How can he be worthy of you if he has been a slave like this and has no dignity?"
"But I'm different!" Fang Yicheng took a step forward, his eyes were burning, and his breathing was heavy, "Junior Sister, I have liked you since I was a child and wanted to marry you, but you had a marriage contract before, so I had to suppress myself Get emotional."
"But now, uncle and aunt have broken off the engagement for you, the Yan family has been ruined, Yan Haotian is also ruined, he is no longer good enough for you, but you and I are a perfect match!"
Fang Yicheng said, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed over, hugged Feng Haitang and was about to kiss him, "Little Junior Sister, I have learned a lot from you, so just follow me!"
Feng Haitang felt his stomach churning, nauseating to death.
She tried hard to push him away, but Fang Yicheng's cultivation level was comparable to hers.
As a man's strength is far greater than that of a woman, she couldn't push it away for a while.
And Fang Yicheng's breath had already blown onto her face, and his lips were about to kiss her neck.
A fierce light flashed in Feng Haitang's eyes, the weapon Muyan gave her [Liu Guang Ling] flew out suddenly in his hand, and slapped Fang Yicheng's face heavily with a whip.
Fang Yicheng screamed, stepped back quickly, and covered his face.
But [Liu Guangling]was poisonous, and although it couldn't kill him, the wound on his face festered quickly.
Fang Yicheng covered his face with a trembling hand mask, but he touched blood all over his face, and there were sticky abscesses.
He was furious, "Haitang, you... you... I just like you, do you actually want to kill me?"
Feng Haitang looked at the hideous wound on his face, and couldn't help feeling guilty.