Chapter 42

"Er, oh, good."

With porridge, he went upstairs.

Downstairs, LAN and a Xian look at each other. LAN, like a Xian, has been with Feng Luoxuan before, and he knows his temperament very well. He immediately analyzes: "it's bad. It's rare for Mr. Xuan to be human. If Miss Wan Ying refuses, he will be angry!"

Ah Xian also frowned and said, "if you are Xuanye, I'm afraid you'll tie Miss Tao up directly. I don't care if you want to, just open her mouth and pour it in."

When they sing together, Mrs. Liu's face turns white.

On one side, Xiao Xu's pink face showed a determined smile.

Open the door, the light is very dark, the room is full of smoke. Wan Ying sits on the ground, and the ashtray is also full of cigarette butts.

Feng Luoxuan picked his eyebrows, put down the porridge, went in, opened the curtains, pushed open the window, let the fresh air in.

The night sky is beautiful, and the stars tonight are bright enough, one by one, quiet and beautiful, stretching thousands of miles.

He turned his back and put his hands in his pants pocket, letting the moonlight linger wantonly, sending out a layer of gentle halo around him. It seemed that the dream was true.

"How many more days?"

Wan Ying turned a deaf ear, trembled his hands, lit a cigarette, but did not smoke, but sandwiched between his fingers, let it burn.

Looking at her, he raised his lips with a smile, no matter when and where, no matter how many audiences, his charm will never be cut by half.

"If you don't want to eat or sleep, are you punishing yourself? Pay for the hatred of others? "

Seeing that she didn't respond, he went to the door, "well, I'll collect the corpse in a few days." After a pause, he picked up the bowl of porridge again. With a smile, he said, "this, you don't need it."

The door slammed shut, shaking her between her fingers. The smoke trembled, and the ash fell to the ground.

When everyone saw that Feng Luoxuan came out with the bowl of porridge, they were all stunned. It's reasonable to say that if master Xuan does something, he will be disabled even if he doesn't die. There's no reason why he was returned unopened!

He handed the porridge to his sister-in-law, "heat it up, and she will come out later."

Liu's sister-in-law was surprised. She picked it up quickly, but she didn't dare to be careless. She went back to the kitchen immediately.

In the surprised eyes of a Xian and LAN, he sat down with the same look, and then asked Xiao Xu, "do you really decide to help her?"

Xiao Xu nodded firmly.

"Yuze is our relative." He repeated.

"Relatives If it's just blood, it doesn't make any difference to me. " Xiao Xu lowered his head, voice a little lonely, "I only know, she is so poor now, I don't help her, still don't know what will happen."

Feng Luoxuan gazed at him deeply, and his eyes seemed to contain countless secrets. He laughed leisurely, but his eyes were full of emotion. "In business, there are no relatives, only winners and losers."

"Well, I know!"

At this time, sister-in-law Liu exclaimed in surprise: "miss!"

Several people turn around and just see Wan Ying come down. She was haggard, her hair was scattered and she didn't take care of it. She appeared quietly like a wandering soul.

"Sister Liu, I'm hungry."

"Good, hungry, good..." Mrs. Liu was so happy that she didn't know what to say. "I'm going to bring the dinner here."

LAN and a Xian take back their eyes and look at Feng Luoxuan with a kind of reverence. While he was calm and relaxed, drinking red wine leisurely and contentedly. His eyes turned, and he glanced at Wan Ying, who was eating silently, with a faint smile coming from the corner of his mouth

Hospital, super ward.

Leng Yuze sat by the bed and wiped her hands with a wet towel. "Mom, you don't blame me, do you?"

As if she had fallen asleep, she lay there patiently listening to her son.

"In fact, I have known for a long time that you betrayed your father because of Tao Jingshan I try to convince myself not to hate you. I don't want to do this, but... "

His action a stagnant, eyes slowly droop, "I can't forgive her."

Out of the hospital, Amy has been waiting at the door, see him immediately asked: "Mr. Leng, you have a meeting at three."

"Cancel." He got into the car and said, "call your own car back to the company."

"Well, I see."

He drove so fast that he dared to run through the red light.

The police car after him fell far away. He rolled down the window to maximize the music. Only in this way can he forget for the time being and all the things he wants to forget but can't forget all the time!

Before he knew it, he drove back to Tao's home. Since Tao Jingshan died, he hasn't come back for three days.

He was suddenly afraid, afraid to face her.

The living room was dark when the door was opened. Walking upstairs and pushing her room open, he was stunned.

Wan Ying is sitting on the sofa watching TV. Hearing the sound, she turns her head and smiles, "are you back?"

Leng Yuze stood at the door, deep eyes have been looking at her, a little persistent. He found that she has changed, become strange, become unlike Tao WANYING.Wan Ying sat up and rubbed her tiny curly hair. She looked very charming and sexy. The mysterious cat's eyes were smiling, "what are you doing standing there? Why don't you come in? "

Her words, there is silk bewitch.

He closed the door and walked in with his lips slightly cold.

There are cartoons on TV, cat and mouse, one chasing, one escaping.

As if tired of sitting, she pulled him down and cushioned him on the shoulder. "Don't move, it's so comfortable."

Leng Yuze lowered his head, warm eyes a little bit overflow, cold eyes, looking at her, doting on her, guarding her. Even if this time for him, like stolen, he would rather deceive himself. He and she are simple men and women.

Watching TV, she suddenly frowned, "you say, why do cats always chase, and mice used to escape?"

follows her eye line. He glanced at the childish picture on TV, and the corners of her mouth rose several degrees. "Because these two creatures are born natural enemies, destined."

She laughed and left his shoulder to face him. Her bright face exuded her unique wild charm, "what about us? Are you a rival? enemy? Or is it destined to be a fugitive and a natural enemy

"I don't know," he said with a smile, reaching for the face that fascinated him. "Whatever it is, we are destined to be inseparable."

"Ha ha," Wan Ying laughed, turned off the TV and yawned lazily, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

He got up, tone light, seems a bit unfamiliar, "early rest."

"Wait a minute," Wan Ying stopped him, pointed to the bed, laughed more brightly, and said softly, "I don't like this bed. Can you change it for me?"

He closed his eyes, carried the light behind his back, and could not see the expression.

"I'll burn it."

Wan Ying picked an eyebrow, "thank you. I'll sleep on the couch tonight. "

As if nothing had happened to her, she didn't even mention Tao Jingshan, which made her a little incomprehensible. With one last look at her, he walked out of the room.

At the moment he left, the smile on WAN Ying's face quickly froze.

Walking out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt that the room was very quiet. She lay on the sofa, lit a cigarette, held it in her mouth, put her arm behind her head, and looked at the ceiling coldly.

Suddenly, the smoke on the mouth was taken away, and a lazy and slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"After that, give me up smoking."

Wan Ying was not flustered. She sat up and said, "do you care about me?"

A sneer, "what else? Do you still want to take care of me? "

Next to the sofa sink in, a handsome man, smile like flowers, that pair of evil eyes so blink also do not blink at, are about to twist out of water like, look like fireflies bursts of cold.

The more Feng Luoxuan put on the expression of bringing disaster to the country and the people, the more it showed that he was very upset now.

Thinking of the day in the hospital, he held himself in his arms. Even if he was regarded as a nervous failure by outsiders, he allowed her to cry and let her vent She silently lowered her head, a little uncomfortable, "Why are you here?"

"Why did you sneak away?" He asked leisurely, with a calm tone, but he was full of momentum.

She shrunk her legs and put her chin on her knee. "I'll take revenge on myself."

"Do you shoot, or do you kill?" Feng Luoxuan snorted coldly, and glanced at her, "revenge? What kind of newspaper do you take? With your rotten trick? " With that, he added, "if you are a beauty."

Wan Ying glared at him and said angrily, "I won't shoot or kill, but I will hurt his heart!"

Feng Luoxuan was turning over, leaning towards him, and his face was very close to him. "Then you just want to compensate yourself?"

Wan Ying bit his lip and didn't open his face. "Anyway, it's right for him to be in agony."

"Yuze is not a fool. If you don't offer your heart, he won't hurt at all!"

"Then give it to him. As long as I can get back at him, I don't care!"

"You really just want that?"

Wan Ying Leng Leng, puzzled looking at him, "what do you mean?"

Feng Luoxuan raised his eyes, with deep colors flowing between them.

Just at this time, the door sounded footsteps, Wan Ying a surprised, "is cold..." Before she could finish speaking, the door was pushed open.

Leng Yuze stands at the door, suspiciously looking at the people sitting on the sofa, Wan Ying's sitting posture is a little strange, the body is more rigid.

At this moment, Feng Luoxuan's head is resting on her leg. Her long leg stretches forward and comfortably sits on the tea table. Fortunately, the sofa is high enough to show her head.

"Still up?"

Wan Ying tried her best to make her tone sound very indifferent, "I miss my father, I can't sleep."

In a word, Leng Yuze frowned, no longer asked anything, just said, "have a rest early." Then the door closed.Wan Ying breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily, "Hey, it's time for you to get up."

Feng Luoxuan seems to be addicted to the pillow. He turns to her and looks at her. He can just aim at her chest. Because he's wearing pajamas, the inside is completely empty, and his angle can be freely appreciated, just like a fake.

A smile, frightening people, "looking very thin, unexpected, quite expected."

Wan Ying's forehead is bursting with blue veins. He reaches out to push him away. Feng Luoxuan grabbed her hands. A force, she was pulled down the head, the two lips close.

So time, so place, to a demon, almost confused by him. Fortunately, she had seen him hurt people without blinking an eye, and knew his iron hand, so she would not be electrified by him.

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