Chapter 387

Feng Xinglang stopped for a moment in front of the door of the medical room, but he didn't go in at last.

He turned and left.

The master bedroom on the second floor is his wedding room with Lin xueluo.

The wedding room is still full of festive atmosphere. Dahong's joy was replaced by Aunt Ann.

He couldn't remember whether the little thing in the woman's stomach was made on this picture. He only remembered that every time he was happy with her, she was always pushing and shoving, playing the high-risk game.

I really don't know whether that silly woman is really stupid or fake stupid. Doesn't she know that men will only be stronger in that state?

Feng Xinglang was lying on the wedding ceremony. He wanted to feel the festive atmosphere of the wedding ceremony, but he couldn't feel it!

Some, just a woman's little face full of blood, but full of indomitable tenacity and stubbornness.

Even if he abused and bullied her, she would say: I will take care of your brother! If I have soup, I will never let your brother drink water! You can serve him to use the toilet, so can I!

What a stupid woman to look at!

So stupid Feng Xinglang is really sorry for her!

On the other hand, Feng Xinglang saw two bottles of red wine in the cupboard beside the lady's chair. There are also two crystal glasses.

Feng didn't marry xueluo and Feng Xinglang. Feng Lixin's mental outlook is not suitable for too much noise.

Aunt Ann prepared red wine for the second young master and the second young granny, hoping that they could borrow some wine on their wedding night.

But I didn't expect that the second daughter-in-law would be scared out of the wedding room that night!

And those two bottles of red wine have been shelved until now.

Feng Xinglang stood up and walked towards the two bottles of red wine.

At this moment, he really needs to use these two bottles of red wine to relieve his fatigue.

Crystal clear crystal cup, set off the enchanting red wine liquid, immediately have a kind of high on the noble feeling.

But at this moment, Feng Xinglang felt that the red liquor, like the mouth of the vampire, seemed to want to devour his soul.

Ganlie's liquor enters into the throat, cool and comfortable, which calms down the depression and depression accumulated in the heart in an instant.

As a result, Feng Xinglang's surname lay on the chair of the imperial concubine and began to drink one cup after another.

I don't want to have breakfast with impolite people! 】

[please call me sister-in-law! Didn't your parents teach you to be polite? 】

[what's so fancy about this platter? Color, fragrance, taste, color and shape rank first. I just want your brother to be in a better mood and have a better appetite after watching this puzzle. 】Feng Xinglang, do you like children? 】

[Feng Xinglang, do you only intend to live for your brother in your life? 】Feng Xinglang, do you need me to have a baby for you? 】

maybe he doesn't like children;

maybe he doesn't need her to have a baby for him

It's just that he doesn't deserve to have children!

Under the influence of alcohol, Feng Xinglang's world began to be confused.

Sometimes, without a calm and rational heart, it is a blessing. Can be very silly very naive to live, carefree, nothing to think, nothing to care!

Feng Xinglang took the red wine bottle and blew it directly. After a few mouthfuls, a bottle of red wine will reach the bottom.

Feng Xinglang staggered to get another bottle of red wine from the triangle cupboard. He felt that the red wine was like his legs. The more he stretched his arm, the farther away the bottle of red wine was from him.

Wandering in front of him, I saw a confused figure.

There was no light in the wedding room. With the moonlight outside the window and the alcohol in his body, Feng Xinglang was not sure whether it was a human or a ghost shaking in front of him?

"Why? Cong gang You survived? Or am I dead? "

Feng Xinglang is not drunk. This red wine is not enough to make him drunk, who often soaks in the night villa with Baimo.

So he recognized the figure holding the bottle of red wine, Cong Gang!

"It doesn't matter whether I die or not! The important thing is, you just need to know you're still alive! "

Cong just opened a voice and put the bottle of red wine away from Feng Xinglang.

The light came on and dazzled the whole room.

"What are you doing with the lights? It's almost off

Feng Xinglang was not used to it. He used his hand to block the dazzling light.

CongGang Wensi didn't move, so he stood still, staring at Feng Xinglang, who borrowed wine to relieve his worries.

Some decadent Feng Xinglang!

At this moment, Feng Xinglang hates Cong Gang! Even such a short self escape, he would not leave it to him!

Feng Xinglang patted his own sun with his palms. He seemed to want to make himself sober by this way."Take off your clothes!"

Feng Xinglang said in a cold voice.

“……”

Cong gang was stunned for a moment: it seems that he is not sure whether Feng Xinglang is drunk or awake?

"If you don't take it off, I'll do it myself!"

Feng Xinglang rushed to CongGang and pushed his clothes to his clavicle.

"No injury Good

Feng Xinglang murmured to himself. Suddenly, his right hook hit Cong Gang's abdomen heavily.

Cong Gang is also a carbohydrate man, he is not a god!

The key is that he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to attack him like crazy!

With a dull hum of pain, Cong Gang half curled up and took a big step back to avoid the uncertain Feng Xinglang.

"Son of a bitch, I was almost killed by Hetun. Do you still have leisure to play with me and pretend to be dead?"

"And I've been pinching my body in the funeral home for a long time! Why didn't your mother really die! "

As soon as Feng Xinglang said this, Cong Gang knew that he was sober.

Feng Xinglang goes to the funeral home. Cong Gang knows. I also know that Feng Xinglang recognized that the body was not CongGang himself.

And what Feng Xinglang said to the corpse in the funeral home, he also heard!

"Isn't it just a multiple choice question, so you can be killed?"

Cong Gang said in a light voice. He bent over the canvas bag on the ground and took out something similar to an air nailing gun.

"Lin xueluo is pregnant."

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang said, "the child is nearly four months old!"

Cong Gang, who was holding an air nailing gun, was still indifferent. "Congratulations, you're going to be a father!"

After a second's delay, Cong Gang casually added, "are you sure you don't like to be a father?"

“……” Feng Xinglang was shocked.

It seems that he didn't expect Cong Gang to have a cold and humorous time.

In fact, Cong Gang's cold humor is just to divert Feng Xinglang's attention.

With a "puff" sound, Cong Gang pulled off his shirt on his left shoulder and punched something into Feng Xinglang's biceps.