Snow is almost all the way trotting into the living room of Feng's home.
In the living room, Feng Lixin is waiting in the wheelchair. Holding the big white ceramic tumbler she gave him.
In the dining room, aunt ANN is busy setting the table. It seems that the dinner tonight is very rich. A little girl is already drooling.
"Snow falls, you're back." Feng Lixin said softly.
Although his words are still not clear, but the elder brother's love, let snow fall warm in the bottom of my heart.
Tonight, it's different from all the previous nights when snow falls on the house.
Before, she had been living cautiously in the name of Mrs. Feng Lixin, but tonight, she could finally stay in Feng's house as his wife.
No matter whether Feng Xinglang admits her wife or not, the man is reluctant to admit it.
Even if this letter of line Lang's wife can be aboveboard existence for a second, snow fall heart is also gratified.
"Big brother..."
The snow let out a sweet cry. She came over, half squatting and half kneeling beside Feng Lixin's wheelchair as before.
This height will make snow fall look up slightly when looking at Feng Lixin.
When Feng Lixin in the wheelchair looks at the snow, he doesn't need to look up, so he is more comfortable.
"Well, the title of big brother sounds comfortable. Ha ha... "
Feng Lixin, from the red eyes of xueluo and the pure sweet appearance when she calls herself, should be that her dandy brother has already admitted the identity of "husband" to her!
In fact, sometimes, women are really easy to be satisfied.
For example, in front of the snow, kind people heartache.
What she wants is perhaps just a loving word from Feng Xinglang and a warm hug.
Snow bite lips, some embarrassed. Then Buxin snatched the big letter from Bai Li.
"It's not gentlemanly of you to conspire with your baby brother to cheat me, a weak woman! Now I still make fun of me I confiscate it! When will you stop making fun of me, I'll pay you back! "
The heart of snow is heavy. She knew that the meal of Fengjia was the last dinner.
Can snow fall and didn't show sad, but relax yourself, with Feng Lixin bicker.
She knew that Feng Lixin was gentle and gentle. It will not be as changeable as Feng Xinglang. A moment is a God, a moment is a devil!
"The gift you gave me, it's mine. How can we take it back? "
Feng Lixin cooperates with xueluo to enjoy the atmosphere, and doesn't want to make the dinner party tonight sad.
He knew it would come sooner or later.
Feng Xinglang couldn't not have avenged him, and the poisonous fish didn't seem to want to let them go.
Xueluo shoves Dabai ceramics back into Feng Lixin's hand and drives his hand to hold tightly.
"Brother, you are getting better quickly After you go to the United States to finish skin grafting, I I have a present for you
Xueluo wanted to use the word "surprise", but she changed it to "gift".
She wants to tell Feng Lixin that she is pregnant. Pregnant with the child of his brother Feng Xinglang.
Maybe Feng Xinglang doesn't care about the child Lin xueluo is pregnant with, but Feng Lixin, who has been trying to make up for her and Feng Xinglang, should like that she can extend the children for Feng's family.
In that way, Feng Lixin can be uncle!
Even if he and Feng Xinglang divorce, or can't grow old together, the child in his stomach can always be called Uncle Feng Lixin.
Xueluo believes that Feng Lixin will recognize her little nephew.
"And presents for me? That would be great. I'm just counting the days and looking forward to your present
Feng Lixin jokingly said.
See snow fall with Feng Lixin talk very happy, was hanging in the side of Feng Xinglang some bad taste up.
"Well, don't kneel down now. You can kneel down tonight."
Feng Xinglang's words are full of unruly banditry spirit. Ordinary people can't hear the inner meaning.
Of course, kneeling on the carpet is more comfortable than kneeling on the carpet.
"Xing Lang, when are you going to have a decent wedding for xueluo?"
Feng Lixin has some pressing questions.
It's really a grievance for xueluo to marry into Fengjia. Let alone a decent wedding, even the Fengjia was quietly completed.
The snow lowered her head in embarrassment.
Wedding? I can't even think about it.
She instinctively began to worry that Feng Xinglang would say something sarcastic about her.
Sure enough.
"The money for the wedding has been asked by Xia Zhengyang as a betrothal gift? How about two hundred million yuan... "
Feng Xinglang sighed, "big brother, how many frustrations do you have before you can exchange 200 million yuan for such a silly white sweet?"
"Presumptuous! Smelly boy, how can snow fall not be worth 200 million yuan? " Feng Lixin rebukes Feng Xinglang."Good! You say it's worth it
It's not a matter of heart.
Whether it's worth it or not, Lin xueluo is just a commodity that Feng's two brothers like.
It seems that Feng Lixin is also aware of something. I feel that my way of thinking is going to be brought into the ditch by Feng Xinglang.
"Snow is priceless in my eyes! There's no money to measure it! "
"Since it can't be measured by money, do you want me to pay Xia Zhengyang 200 million yuan? Or shall I come back tomorrow? "
"Feng Xinglang, why don't you ask me for money again?"
Feng Lixin is angry. He instinctively raises his hand to smash Feng Xinglang with what he has in his hand. When he finds that it is xueluo who gave him the big white tumbler, he puts his hand down again.
"If you don't mention it, why are you angry? Feng Lixin, you are becoming less and less gentlemanly! He pretends to be as gentle as jade in front of people, and he dares to be cruel in front of his brother
I don't know when Feng Xinglang was used to talking in front of Feng Lixin.
Perhaps he is making up for so many years, Feng Lixin in front of him.
When he was brought back to Feng's home, Feng Xinglang didn't like to talk; Feng Lixin once thought he was a little mute.
Later, he knew that Feng Xinglang could speak, but when he didn't want to speak, he teased him every day.
He kept talking in front of Feng Xinglang, with only one purpose: let Feng Xinglang talk more with him.
"Cool off, you son!"
Feng Lixin no longer takes care of Feng Xinglang, but with his eyebrows and eyes warm, he says to xueluo, who is half squatting and half kneeling on the carpet:
"xueluo, don't take care of Xinglang, let him stay where he is cool! Let's go to dinner. Auntie Ann made a lot of your favorite food
Snow quickly from the carpet to get up, because to avoid abdominal force, snow up posture some embarrassed.
It looks a little clumsy.
As soon as Feng Xinglang fished out her long arm, he picked her up easily.
"Two hundred million! You have to be clumsy and not look like a penguin. "