Chapter 27: Don't miss me too much

Why is this man angry again?

Let her call him ‘Mr. Feng’ for a while, and let her call her ‘husband’ for a while, she is a fickle man. But when I think of such a good man being burned by the fire, his heart will inevitably be stimulated. Xueluo can understand the hardship of a man's struggle.

She obediently murmured: "... husband, I, I am hot. I want to sleep on the sofa."

"No!" Feng Xinglang tightened his strength. Xue Luo had his back to him, so he couldn't see his face.

"But I'm really hot." Xue Luo was struggling again, reminding softly: "It's too hot, and it's not good for your skin's metabolism."

"Don't move, you won't be hot!" Feng Xinglang said, "It's really hot, you can take off your clothes. Or, can I help you?"

When Xue Luo heard this man was going to take off his clothes, he shook his head again and again, and grabbed his neckline tightly with a pair of small hands. "I'm not hot anymore."

Not only did Xue Luo feel hot, Feng Xinglang was hotter than her. You know that his upper body is still wearing this artificial skin, and the woman in his arms has been twisting irregularly, tossing him in a thin sweaty cage, but he can't let off the heat. Breathing seemed to become hot.

As soon as the word "Li ..." just came out, thinking of the possibility that a man might get angry again, Xue Luo quickly changed his voice: "... husband, don't hold me so tight, okay?"

Xue Luo's voice was soft and soft, even if he refused, he could not be so thorny in his ears.

Why is this woman in her own disguise Feng Lixin so virtuous and docile, gentle and docile like a little domestic cat; but in front of him Xinglang, he has become a little wild cat with his teeth and claws. ?

Feng Xinglang slightly loosened his arm and gave the woman a comfortable and free breath. To be honest, he himself was unbearable.

"Snow falls, be nice to Xinglang." Feng Xinglang's voice changed vocal frequency because he had a voice changer attached to his vocal cords, and became husky and old. You will have a bad temper, and you must tolerate him a lot. "

These words followed the magic. Does someone want this woman to be more tender to herself after removing this artificial skin? Be meek? It doesn't seem to be the case! Maybe the more things you can't get, the more attractive!

Xue Luo clenched his moist red lips and whispered, "You can rest assured that I will be good. I know he cares about your big brother. He is worried that you will have something wrong. So, you Take good care of yourself and strive for early recovery. Then Xinglang will not always live in deep guilt and gratitude to you. In fact, I can see that he is very depressing himself! "

The words of the woman touched the softest heartstring in Feng Xinglang's heart. A cold heart is warmed by these words from the lungs.

"Are you very concerned about Feng Xinglang?" This asked, with a little bit of wicked meaning, and a little proud.

"I'm her bitch." Xue Luo said softly.

"Shut up!" Feng Xinglang sneered again.

"..." Xue Luo was faint again: Why is this man always angry? He was Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law. Did he say something wrong? But Xue Luo wouldn't care about a patient.

Shut up and shut up. Xue Luo didn't want to say anything to stimulate 'Feng Lixin', so she slightly moved her body toward the edge of the bed and leaned on it until she was about to fall out of bed.

Snow fell trying to hide, but someone just refused to let it go. Feng Xinglang followed him, moved his arm, and caught the snow that was about to fall in his arms.

"Move on, eat you." Feng Xinglang said silently. Smelling the scent of lavender in her hairline lightly, she was safe.

Snow fell afraid to move again. She certainly knows what it means to eat.

Calm and naturally cool. The process of smoothing out the messy heart and letting your heart slowly quiet down is really difficult. But Xue Luo did it.

It was hard to accumulate some hazy drowsiness, but was scared out of sight in a sudden turn of snowfall.

Although Xue Luo is still a big girl, she has not yet experienced the joy between men and women, but Xue Luo's Physiology and Hygiene course has learned. She felt coldly: The man who hugged his waist around his side, grew up somewhere and didn't say, but also, it was hard and hard.

Snow falling conditioned to realize that this man's man function is normal!

Didn't you say that Feng Lixin was burnt by the fire and couldn't take care of herself? Should his man function be destroyed as well? How could it be so, so upright! Shouldn't be!

Snow fell so scared that the atmosphere didn't dare to come out. Forced to hide in Feng Xinglang's arms, shivering like a chill.

"Frightened?" The man's voice was playful. "I don't care, I'll eat you."

To be honest, even with this heart, Feng Xinglang still has some concerns. Leaving aside the man-made thing, she would be uncomfortable, as the woman's attempt to marry into Feng's family has not yet been identified, it will make him feel uncomfortable.

"Feng ... Mr. Feng, I'm going to sleep on the sofa." I felt that the man's side wasn't standing on his own. Then he covered his mouth and suppressed his rapid breathing.

Xue Luo is really not ready enough to accept this man. Because the grimace was still lingering in her mind, and it wasn't something that could be swung in a while. Xue Luo is just an ordinary little woman. Although she is not an appearance association, she cannot calmly accept a disfigured man.

The fall of his arms made the man's strong arm lose what he wanted to hold. It seems that the movement has followed rigidity.

"From tomorrow, I will do a cycle of treatment. You have to stay alone, don't miss me too much." Feng Xinglang explained the recent events of Xue Luo.

"Then I can't go to the treatment room to take care of you?" Xue Luo asked for a moment.

"No! Dr. Jin will take good care of me." Feng Xinglang replied softly. He will not let Lin Xue, whose intention is still unclear, fall into the medical room to see his elder brother Feng Lixin's true condition.

As an uncle, Feng Yiming had been stunning all the real and real estate of the Feng Group and the Feng Family for a long time. In other words, Feng Yiming is now waiting for Feng Lixin's death, and his second successor is going smoothly.

"Then ... can that line go in to take care of you?" Xue Luo asked again.

With this question, Feng Xinglang was asked to stay. Asking coldly, "What do you mean?"

"No, it's not interesting! I just want to know if your brother Feng Xinglang can go into the treatment room to take care of you! If he can, then I should also be able to do it! He is your brother, but I am still your wife!" Xue Luo Murmur.

Feng Xinglang's heart is a mixed bag: Is this woman jealous of whether he can take care of his elder brother Feng Lixin in the medical room?