Chapter 222

Xueluo said frankly: "but the person Lanyou likes is you fengxinglang!"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and looked at the woman close at hand with a faint smile. "Are you expressing your jealousy to me?"

The snow falls to have no good spirit of stare a man, don't want to continue with this man so not serious topic.

"What I want to express is: since LAN you likes you and loves you to the bone, she will try her best to keep you safe and not let you have an accident."

Xueluo said what he thought. To some extent, with LAN Youyou, his safety is guaranteed. But Feng Lixin is hard to say.

In fact, snow fall is very want to ask Feng Xinglang, did you know LAN youyou before? But the words to the mouth, snow or back to swallow down. This is a private matter before he and LAN you, and his sister-in-law is not very convenient.

What's more, one of them is unmarried, the other is unmarried. If you talk about someone you don't love, it's reasonable and legal.

But xueluo will still feel sad for Feng Lixin: the woman she loves doesn't love him, and she is a stranger to her wife.

But these two women have an affair with his baby brother Feng Xinglang. How sad this is!

While lamenting for Feng Lixin, xueluo is also deeply remorseful and guilty for her emotional indulgence. Heavy, full of moral guilt.

Snow really do not know when to get rid of such trouble and suffering.

Women's words are slightly sour. But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has.

Feng Xinglang fell into some enlightening thinking: if he used himself as a bait, could he make a breakthrough from LAN youyou and lead to the big fish?

It's risky, but it works. Feng Xinglang is not afraid of taking risks. He must give his elder brother Feng Lixin an account of the damage he has suffered. He won't let anyone who hurt his big brother go!

Including LAN youyou! Now keep her life, just let her atone for his brother! When Feng Lixin no longer needs her, he will let her have a good feeling of the torture that elder brother Feng Lixin has suffered day after day for more than half a year.

"Come and eat with me." Feng Xinglang said in a low voice. His stomach ache just now made him look a little weak.

Why don't you go to eat with him?

Seeing that the woman refused, Feng Xinglang pressed his stomach again. It's not known whether it's a show, but Feng Xinglang knows that it's good for women.

The woman was biting her lips and looking at Feng Xinglang eagerly. She felt really comfortable. That's what he wants.

"Feng Xinglang, do you have a stomachache again?" Snow quickly bent over, "let you lazy to see a doctor, deserve pain!"

Even a woman's rebuke sounds comfortable. Especially women's reprimand, but also with a shallow cry.

In the end, xueluo didn't give up on the man. In a nearby health porridge bar, xueluo ordered a bowl of stomach porridge for the man. There are also some soft cakes. Knowing that men don't like sweet, xueluo chooses salty taste.

"No meat?" Feng Xinglang's eyebrows frowned slightly: he really didn't like these meager food.

"Yes Xueluo fished in Feng Xinglang's bowl with a spoon, "don't you see that there is still tripe? Nourish your stomach with your stomach

Can this shredded tripe be regarded as meat?

"I see a seafood restaurant next door. There should be your favorite shrimp rolls." Feng Xinglang suggested.

To be honest, it's hard to make a senior carnivore vegetarian.

"But I don't want to eat shrimp rolls today! You can't eat either! Have a good stomach porridge! After that, aunt Ann will cook some porridge for you every night! " The snow pushed the bowl to the man again.

Feng Xinglang glanced at the meagre porridge, slightly lifted his lips, and then said, "I really can't open my mouth! Why don't you feed me! Maybe with your care, this porridge will not be so bad! "

“……” Let her feed him? Thanks to this man!

"Feng Xinglang, you really don't want to drink, do you? Since you are so cheap, the immortals can't control you. "

The snow rose and left. But Feng Xinglang pulled his wrist. He didn't let go. Instead, he pulled the woman's wrist and drank the hard to swallow porridge.

Pulled twice, did not pull his hand, snow can only give up. He stood beside Feng Xinglang and watched him drink gruel reluctantly.

The man sat, the snow fell and stood. Such a height difference, you can see her clearly see his strong and thick back, as well as that head of black and rebellious short hair.

At this moment, snow has a kind of impulse, she wants to come over, tightly embrace the man. Coquetry said to him: I am pregnant with your child, we have children!

But the snow can't fall! Because she is Feng Lixin's wife, she can't bear the title of Feng Lixin's wife to give birth to Feng Xinglang's child!One is his respected elder brother, the other is his own flesh and blood. In his mind, which is more important, the snow is very clear.

Snow doesn't want to trouble him. I don't want to see a man drag her into the hospital and take off her baby.

That's cruel! If that's the end, snow will collapse!

Snow also don't want to see Shencheng people laugh at Feng Lixin. His wife gave birth to his brother's child. That will only be a barrier to the feelings between the two brothers!

In the welfare home, too much sadness, or heartless and helpless abandon, snow fall more cherish the stomach hard won children.

This is the personal belongings that God bestows on her, so that she is no longer lonely, and mother and son can depend on each other.

Snow just want to keep this secret, leave silently.

The porridge bowl was not big enough, so Feng Xinglang finished it in three or two bites. Maybe he just doesn't want the meager porridge to stay in his mouth for too long.

"Look, I'm good enough." The man showcased the bowl to xueluo.

"Good enough! You have to be so good every day in the future! "

The eyes are moistened by the snow. It seems that in my memory, it's rare for Feng Xinglang to talk to her calmly. All the time, he either yelled at her, or attacked her, or satirized her or made fun of her.

"Since I'm so good Do you have to be good tonight? "

Feng Xinglang swept the waist of the snow with his long arm, gently moved forward, and the woman fell into his arms and sat on his strong legs.

Every time this man makes her behave, it's no good.

Seeing the man thinking about that, xueluo really wants to slap a brick on his forehead