Chapter 64

This diamond VIP luxury private room is familiar to Feng Xinglang. This is the place where he and Bai Mo and Yan Bang often gather to talk about life and ideals. It's just that time has changed. The three brothers, who used to be good enough to wear the same pair of trousers, now seem to be estranged.

"Lango, the person you want to see is in there." Baimo's face was very serious, even a little nervous.

There are few things that can make Prince Baimo nervous. Even in the face of a hundred people fighting in front of him, he can calmly support each other and drink wine.

Feng Xinglang knew that the people inside would never be LAN you. Maybe he knows who it is.

Haobao's door was pushed open by him, and he walked in steadily.

There is a man sitting on the sofa: his strong chest muscles almost come out through his clothes, and he is as strong as Schwarzenegger; his two strong legs lying on the bar at will hide infinite explosive power; his black body gives people the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth! Not handsome, but highlights the man's fortitude and solid.

This man's name is Yan bang!

After seeing Yan bang, Feng Xinglang turned around and left.

"Lang, I also want to save you brothers safely! But the situation at that time did not allow me to do that! " Yan Bang stood up, tall body, a thick wall of iron. It is even half a head higher than Feng Xinglang, who is 1.85 meters tall.

Yan Bang is the man who rescued Feng Xinglang from the fire three months ago.

From a reasonable point of view, Feng Xinglang should thank Yan bang. After all, Yan Bang risked his life to save him from the fast exploding underground warehouse.

But the fact is: Feng Xinglang hates saving himself, but he leaves Yan Bang behind his elder brother Feng Lixin!

Yan Bang is rational. Because of the situation at that time, if he Yanbang left to manually open the escape gate, the injured Feng brothers could not escape. Because that heavy warehouse door will also drag their two brothers to death.

So Yan Bang's choice at that time was undoubtedly the most scientific and rational.

But I can't accept it! He would rather die than see his elder brother Feng Lixin live a worse life.

"Why did you choose to save me instead of my big brother? You know this choice will only make me hate you Feng Xinglang turned around and roared at Yan bang.

Yan Bangmo is dead.

He has explained to Feng Xinglang more than once. He can understand Feng Xinglang's feelings and know that he doesn't really hate him. Just pain in the accumulation, you need a vent. And he is the vent object of Feng Xinglang!

A heavy blow hit the marble wall of Haobao, and the skin on the surface of the fist was stained on the wall, with blood spilling.

Yan Bang quietly looked at the vent of resentment of Feng Xinglang, but did not come forward to stop. But let Feng Xinglang hurt himself.

For a long time, after feeling that Feng Xinglang's mood was more stable, he said slowly, "Lang, I have found the whereabouts of LAN youyou."

Feng Xinglang has always been a casual smoker. He is an old man, so he is not bound by time and place.

Since xueluo married Fengjia, he subconsciously converged, at least in the occasion of xueluo asked her advice.

Now, he's in a terrible mood. Vigorously guide to the ash, repeatedly sent to the lips deep suction, although the air purifier opened, but too late to disperse the smoke, or will be around him. The handsome face was dark and cold, like destroying the sky and the earth.

Feng Xinglang is sitting on the sofa not far from the wedding bed. He is eager to use smoking to calm his mood. His eyes are locked on the snow falling on the bed. If he doesn't look at his Petite posture carefully, he will mistake the boat for someone who is not asleep at all.

The smoke burned out between his fingers and burned the skin between his fingers. Feng Xinglang realized that he had been staring at the sleeping woman for a long time. Put it out in the ashtray, Feng Xinglang gently exhaled a sulky breath, and then lit the next cigarette.

I really want to pick up the woman who has no heart or lungs to sleep and work with him to relieve such depression and depression. Just that quiet face, it seems holy to let him not have the heart to rough. Thus, in the cycle of sullen, Feng Xinglang just repeated the action of smoking.

The air is fresher in the morning of dawn. It was supposed to make people sleepier. But the snow still woke up. I don't know whether it's because of men's smoking or men's existence. In a word, she just woke up. It's not natural awakening, nor disturbed awakening.

Xueluoxun looked at his side: Fortunately, there was no figure of that man. She then slightly called out a nervous breath. The little face is suffused with the confusion of just waking up, which is particularly attractive.

"Wake you up?"

A deep male voice with a little hoarseness. It should be due to excessive smoking. Feng Xinglang's voice sounds weak.

"Ah Are you there? " The snow fell with an instinctive panic. This is a little startled, perhaps there are other subtle meaning.

Is it because Feng Xinglang is not here, but he is? Or is it because Feng Xinglang will be here and he is?"Well." The seal was loud and deep. It seems that this morning, he was very clear and awe inspiring. He didn't want to play with snow. No doubt with normal people.

The man does not have to sleep with her in the same bed, but obediently sits on the sofa away from the side, so the snow is still slightly relaxed. Is Feng Xinglang also aware that his own behavior is very unreliable, so he is determined to change his ways? This time, I really think too much about snow. In fact, Feng Xinglang just didn't have that mood.

At the same time, xueluo also saw that the ashtray in front of Feng Xinglang was full of cigarette butts. Judging from the quantity, he should have smoked for an hour or two. God, he sat here smoking for an hour or two, but he didn't feel it, and he still slept so soundly? I don't know if I can't wake up after being sold by him.

Feng Xinglang had smoked so much. If he hadn't turned on the air purifier, he would have woken up early. Xueluo remembers that she didn't turn on the air purifier before going to bed. It should be the man who turned it on later. It seems to be quite cultivated.

Literacy, right? If this man is really literate, he will not come to her "sister-in-law" room! But today's performance is better than before.

"It's snowing down. I'm going abroad for a few days." Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse and low because he smoked too much.

"How many days abroad? Are you going alone? Don't you take your elder brother to do skin grafting? "

Asked the snow in a tight voice. Because she knows that Feng Xinglang has been preparing for Feng Lixin to go abroad for skin grafting recently.

"Yes, I'm alone."

For a long time, Feng Xinglang said to himself in a deep voice: "a heart that has lost the sense of survival, even if others force to save it, it will be a walking corpse! It's better to let him stay in his hometown than to die in another country. "