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This demon woman knows everything? Realize so fast? Feng Xinglang Jun, who watched its changes, narrowed his eyes.

"Do you want to say that you and Lin Xueluo are actually married couples, but not married couples? You can't sleep with your wife, Li Lixin, maybe your dear brother has helped you out!"

A false alarm! It turned out that Lanyou's ‘know’, but I just knew it.

"..." Feng Lixin was silent.

Well, it was indeed his younger brother Feng Xinglang who "did the labor" and left his younger brother Lin Xue to sleep. Who made the marriage in the name of Li Fengxin? Now people all over the world think that Lin Xueluo married him Feng Lixin!

Seems to have a clear explanation with Lan Youyou, and some do not know where to start.

Feng Xinglang was present and it was inconvenient to mention it again. That would only increase his hatred for Lan Youyou.

Feng Lixin is also clear: if she didn't guard Lan Youyou so insistently, it is estimated that she would have been tortured by Feng Xinglang to be immature! Feng Lixin understood his brother Feng Xinglang's method. It is better to kill by mistake than let it go. He can't fail to report his enemies!

"Lan Youyou, what are you talking about? It's so bad! Pay attention to your words!"

Feng Xinglang scolded, not wanting to make his brother Feng Lixin too embarrassed.

Before the treatment, Feng Xinglang devoted himself only to the elder brother Feng Lixin to save his life. If Lan Youyou didn't mention this, Feng Xinglang didn't seem to pay too much attention to men's functions.

Feng Lixin was burned so badly. Has the man's function been damaged along with it? Feng Xinglang has seen important parts of Feng Lixin.

These can only be afterwords. It is imminent to suppress the complications and provide a good physical condition for further surgery. Otherwise, with Feng Lixin's current physical condition, frequent surgical treatment is simply not enough.

"Is it your conscience? I'm telling the truth!" Lan Youyou frowned.

"It's true! Do you have evidence?" Feng Xinglang scolded.

"Feng Xinglang, you are too arrogant! I will find evidence of your ambiguous relationship with Lin Xueluo's white lotus! To prove how hypocritical your respect for your elder brother!"

Lan Youyou is certainly not frightened. She hates most other women and men she likes.

"Lan Youyou, you are too much!" Feng Xinglang scolded loudly.

Seeing Feng Xinglang's exploding, why couldn't his Lan Xingyou's Lan Xingyou pretend to be a pitiful person and asked Feng Lixin on the wheelchair for help.

"Li Xin, look at Alang, he yells at me again!"

That pitiful appearance, shelved in ancient times, is also a ruthless character who seduces the Lord.

"Xinglang, what a shout, you have a loud voice!"

Feng Lixin was distressed by Lan Youyou. In order to appease, he only spoke a word of Feng Xinglang.

"Feng Lixin, you have been mutilated by this demon woman, and you are still protecting her everywhere? It seems that you are not addicted to the beauty!

Feng Xinglang reminded Feng Lixin and warned her Lan Youyou.

After speaking, Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa in the living room, silent. Wrapped in cold, it was awful cold.

Seeing Feng Xinglang was really angry, Lan Youyou also settled down. She didn't want to mess with Mao Fengxinglang, she just wanted to remind Feng Lixin: his baby brother has an ambiguous relationship with his white lotus wife.

But where does Lan Youyou know: Lin Xueluo's white lotus is his legitimate wife, Feng Xinglang!

"Xinglang, come and help yourself."

Feng Lixin naturally saw that his brother Feng Xinglang was really angry. So I used an excuse to ease this awkward atmosphere.

"My son is in a bad mood! You still want your heart to serve you!"

Feng Xinglang spoke loudly. Apart from being angry, where would he really be angry with Feng Lixin?

"It's not the head office that I'll pay you."

Feng Lixin motioned to Dr. Jin behind him to push the wheelchair to the sofa. The detective tried to hold Feng Xinglang's hand on his stiff legs, but found that he couldn't hold it at all. As Fang Yiyan analyzed: Feng Lixin's limbs are not well coordinated.

Feng Xinglang's eyes were very fast, and he immediately took the initiative to hold Feng Lixin's hand over to avoid his embarrassment and sadness.

Feng Lixin was wearing white gloves and couldn't see a hand like a claw; but deep inferiority still came to mind.

"It's too useless for brother. Let you down."

Feng Lixin's vocal cords were not good at all, and the pessimism that surged made it even harder to hear.

"Let me kiss and forgive you!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin tightly and kissed him on the scarred cheek.

The brothers started again! I can't stand it!

Lan Youyo feels her eyes are almost blind!

*****

"Ma'am, ma'am ... open the door, I know you've been wronged. Don't be angry with yourself."

Outside the door of the bathroom, An An's concern was heard.

"Ann, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

It may be that the little boy in the stomach is also tired, and the snowfall that was able to calm down quickly sorted out and walked out.

"It's okay, look at your red eyes ... Is there another person crying in the bathroom?"

An An's distressed hand reached over and managed Xue Liu's messy bangs in front of his forehead.

Xue Luo can tell An An: Is the reason why her eye circles are rosy because she likes vomiting?

Of course not!

"Ann, I'm not wronged!"

In fact, Xue Luo was really grateful to An An for her meticulous care. Three days at both ends, she was sent to school to give her nutritious soup, and her favorite food.

"Ma'am, if you want to get started! The good days that belong to you are coming soon."

An An comforted Xue Luo, but couldn't speak too clearly. The lady Lan Youyou was so suffocated that An An had to jeopardize her.

Is your good day coming soon?

Snow fell consciously and stroked his flat belly: it is almost coming! In a few more days, I will take the little boy in my stomach to go high and fly.

"By the way, when can I have dinner? I'll go to the kitchen to eat with you and Mo butler."

Tossed enough by the vomiting just now, the snow fell at this moment was really hungry.

"Which kitchen do you want to eat, but you're Mrs. Feng! I'll set the table."

Seeing that Mrs. Xueluo had calmed down, An An immediately went to the kitchen and went busy.

Dinner table.

I have to say that Feng's meals are really exquisite. Not only rich, but also quite nutritious.

Xue Luo was really hungry, and eating food became fierce. And it ’s just eating with its head buried!

Is this turning grief into appetite?