Chapter 1388

Can let a person feel calm, cure, comfortable!

This time, he's a very good healer?

When did you have such a high consciousness?

Almost eleven o'clock in the evening, Feng Xinglang dragged his tired steps back to his wife Lin xueluo's bedroom.

Snowy bedroom is on the corner of the second floor, close to the study room; it's quiet and secretive, and won't be disturbed too much.

After all, there are almost all the same men in paterburg. Xueluo, a woman who has lived here for five years, seems out of place. Fortunately, xueluo is a smart woman who knows how to reduce her sense of existence and doesn't often show up in front of Hetun and her adopted sons.

Fortunately, most of the adopted sons in Hetun are not lusters. Snow fell, mother and son were able to live in peace here for five years.

But it's just a relative peace, because in the eyes of snow, every day she spent in paterburg in those five years was full of fear!

Fortunately, everything has changed now!

Once the most scared people, even become their own father-in-law! My husband's own father; my child's own grandfather!

What a coincidence!

"Why haven't you slept yet? Aren't you sleepy? "

Seeing the woman waiting for him, Feng Xinglang became gentle.

"Xing Lang, Xing 12's injury Is it serious? "

Snow has been in bed, while reading to pass the time, while waiting for her husband's return.

"You'd better care about my husband!"

Seeing a woman waiting for her is not purely because of her husband, Feng Xinglang leads her waist and falls on a small bed only about one meter and five wide.

"Xinglang You turn aside It's on me

Feng Xinglang's strong physique, the whole pressure over, snow really some can't carry his weight.

"The hypocritical little girl Lin seems to increase her husband's appetite."

Feng Xinglang deliberately made a better fit and squeezed out the space between him and xueluo. "It's not like he didn't press Have you found a feeling? "

"Feng Xinglang, would you be more serious? I ask you about Xing 12's injury

Xueluo knew that the man was very tired today, so she took the initiative to stretch the tight muscles for the man.

"A good-looking guy, he's broken!"

Feng xinglangla said in a long voice, "Hetun is such a crazy guy!"

"Is it appropriate for you to say that about your own father?"

Xue Luo murmured and then asked, "is Xing 12 really seriously injured? Can you do plastic surgery later? Your elder brother... "

At the thought of making Feng Lixin such a culprit is Hetun, the snow stopped behind.

"If you want to comfort me, I have already comforted Xing 12!"

He knows what women want to say.

"Then Xing Shier What's your mood like now? "

"One big P! It's all over with the hustle and bustle! Tomorrow, let Lao Mo contact the burn specialist of Massachusetts General Hospital, and then ask him to get some medicine that my brother uses to soothe the burn... "

Before Feng Xinglang finished, he saw his wife Lin xueluo staring at him with tearful eyes.

"I said," Why are your mother and son's lacrimal glands so developed? I've only been here for half a day, one by one crying fiercely? Do you want me to be my husband? "

As soon as Feng Xinglang's words came out, the tears in his eyes suddenly burst.

"Xinglang It's very nice of you! I'll thank you for Xing twelve. "

Xueluo tightly hugs her husband's neck and sobs.

"Let's make it clear first: what do you mean to do for Xing 12? Who do you think Xing 12 is? "

There is a certain element of jealousy, but it is also to appease the sad woman and divert her attention.

"Stop it..."

Xueluo was close to the man's cheek, "Xinglang, in fact, you are a good man! Big good man

"I'm X! Another one scolds me

Feng Xinglang is really not used to being praised as a "good man". Subconsciously, he felt that he had nothing to do with "good people"!

"By the way, where is my little master Nuo?"

Feng Xinglang ended the topic of making snow fall sad.

"It should be in Hetun."

Xueluo asks Feng Xinglang's opinion anxiously, "Xinglang, why don't you go and take Nuo back to our room? Hetun's arm Nuo Nuo is noisy again... "

It's another sad node! The snow fell, and his face darkened.

"Let's go with the little things! It's too cheap for him if he doesn't make noise for a few days! "

“……”

Xueluo pursed her lips and agreed to Feng Xinglang's proposal.

Now it seems that the little guy can walk horizontally in the whole Fort pette. There's no need to worry about safety!The only thing that worries xueluo is that his son makes trouble for others!

……

To be honest, this night, I was hugged and fell asleep by my husband Feng Xinglang in Fort pette. I didn't dare to think about it before the snow fell.

It's incredible! Or maybe miracles happen every day.

Snow fall is sleep peacefully, can be sealed line Lang but can't sleep at night.

There is no central idea, just casually rewind the fragments of the past like intermittent memories.

Until early in the morning, when it was just dawn, Feng Xinglang fell asleep. The eyelids are really tired.

But Feng Xinglang had not closed his eyes for half an hour when there was a slight knock outside the door.

It's not very loud. It's very polite.

Of course, this kind of polite way has always been useless to Feng Xinglang. Worried that the woman in his arms would wake up, Feng Xinglang also deliberately hugged the snow in the quilt to cover her ears.

The polite knock on the door lasted only six or seven times.

Xing 17, who has no way to do anything, can only consult Xing ba.

After two or three minutes of brewing, Xing Ba gave Xing 17 a brilliant plan.

He thought that the polite knock on the door could not be answered, so he could continue to have a good sleep. But Feng Xinglang did not expect that the fiery knock on the door would come one after another!

"My father My father Wake up Wake up It's a big deal! "

It's my son Linnuo, who's full of energy to eat! Also accompanied by his angry and impatient tap on the door.

Which son of a bitch woke his son up early?

What's more hateful is: this death seeking bastard even let his son wake him up, Feng Xinglang?!

Why did the little thing elbow out? I don't know if his father's plan for a day is to go to bed in the morning!

"My father You're about to wake up My second brother is dying He said he wanted to see you! If he doesn't see you, he will He will... "

What's going to happen?

I can't remember my lines. The little guy turns to look at Xing Shiqi behind him