Chapter 41: Deserved to suffer from this child!

Xueluo didn't understand why this man was tangled with himself. With so many women in the world, why should he belittle her bitch? Was she punishing her for marrying her family for worship? Doesn't he know: Is being rude to her sister-in-law is tantamount to disrespecting his elder brother Feng Lixin?

She yelled, yelled, yelled, and yelled for help! But in this irrevocable home, all resistance is futile. Even Mo's housekeeper and An An leaned to Feng Xinglang's side, conniving at him for bullying her bitch!

Coming to death? To preserve your innocence? Xue Luo smiled bitterly: She was not a strong girl of ancient times. Because life is precious.

From Feng Xinglang to frivolous her bitch? But she can't seem to do it!

Tears accumulated little by little in the eyes. Xue Luo's hands unbuttoning his shirt were shaking. So she stared at the man's proud and evil face, and then slowly took off her shirt.

"Feng Xinglang, since you want to see me, let you see it enough! As long as your conscience is worthy of Feng Lixin who almost sacrificed your life! Then you belittle me!" Xue Luo said tragically, With the tears that accumulated in the eyes rolled down.

Looking at the woman's rainy face, Feng Xinglang was inexplicably lifted up. Does this woman think so stubborn? Treating death as if returning to the execution ground.

But the woman's sloppy figure, Bai Ru creamy snow skin, and the blouse outlined at Miaoman's place, made Feng Xinglang's uncontrollable throat tight. That's terrible!

The increasingly hot eyes turned from Xue Luo's front body to his back. It seems that this is better. Feng Xinglang's body eased a bit, no longer tightly uncomfortable.

On the back that was as white as snow and tender, the large piece of hot red was dazzling. A few seconds later, Xue Luo felt that his back was still hot and tingling, and it became cool under the gentle wipe of the man's fingertips.

Is this man really applying scalding cream to her? Xue Luo didn't know how to refuse! The shirt was taken off by himself, thinking that the man would be persuaded and ashamed of her righteous words, but he did not expect that he really was applying scalding cream!

His fingertips were not rough because of the smoothness of the scald cream. Instead, there is a tenderness like water.

"Would you just apply a scalding cream, do you need to be so desperate?" The man's voice looked good, like strong wine. Describe the years of precipitation and brewing.

"..." Xue Luo Feng Xinglang resembled the words of affection so silently. It was as if she couldn't let go.

Then, a loose silk pajamas draped over Xue Luo's shoulders; Xue Luo quickly wrapped it around his front body. Without a hint of spring.

"Does n’t you know that men and women are incompetent? Not to mention I'm your sister-in-law! Besides, aren't there Dr. Jin and Dr. Xing?" Xue Luo couldn't help complaining about Feng Xinglang.

"I don't want other men to see your body!" Feng Xinglang said quietly. Not loud, but domineering.

"..." Snow fell for a moment. I don't know how to respond to this man. He didn't want other men to see her body? What about he Fengxinglang himself? Didn't he already see the body of the woman who should belong to his elder brother? Sorry to say this kind of grandiose words here! Really panic for him!

"This scalding cream works very well. It should not foam. After the skin on the scald has been raised, apply a lotion to remove scars. Pay attention when you sleep at night and don't press it. After Xinglang said these words, he walked out of the wedding room.

Can't calm down after leaving the snow falling for a long time.

Downstairs, An An has been hovering at the entrance of the stairs. She knew the young couple was awkward, and it was inappropriate for her domestic servant to go upstairs to ask. It was just the state of the snow that just made her feel relieved. After all, she knew that Master Fengjia's second master, Feng Xinglang, was not a person who would pity on Hong Xiangyu!

But after more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang came downstairs wearing a shirt.

"Second Master, what's the matter with you and your wife?" An Ying stepped forward and asked lovingly while arranging collar buttons for Feng Xinglang.

"Snow has burned her back. She has been eating for the past two days. You need to pay attention." Feng Xinglang's voice was cold.

"Is it scalded? Is it serious?" An An asked quickly, "This is all right, how could my wife be burned?"

"Foolish! She's so weak, and she's blocking the hot earthen jar for me? I deserve this pain!"

Obviously, it was an angry and sarcastic word, but An An heard the tenderness in it.

It turned out that my wife was burned to stop the crock for the second master? It seems that the two are ready to go out for a date and have lunch together. An Yan was really happy for Xue Luo and Feng Xinglang.

When Feng Xinglang entered the medical room to visit Feng Lixin, An Ye quickly heated up a bowl of tender pigeon soup and came upstairs. Scar removal is the most nourishing.

Xue Luojing sat on the large festive wedding bed and quietly watched the scalding cream showing the gods: The man was so powerful and overbearing that he couldn't help but apply medicine to himself. If I had known it, I wouldn't stop the man from crocking it. It would be bad for him to misunderstand what he thought was bad about him! Wouldn't that breed him even more?

Now, he has been seen and seen, touched and touched ... Xue Luo's heart has an inexplicable tangle. I can no longer condone Feng Xinglang's rudeness, and feel ashamed of Feng Lixin!

"Ma'am, have some tender pigeon soup. Beauty and skin cleansing." An Ye sent the pigeon soup to Xue Luo's hand.

The snow fell wrapped in loose silk pajamas, and the whole person was petite and half-wrapped, extraordinarily beautiful. She didn't want to complain about why An An just didn't help her. After all, An An was just a domestic servant, and she couldn't be the master of Feng Xinglang.

I didn't want to drink it, but when I heard that I could cleanse my skin and clean my skin, Xueluo reluctantly drank a few mouthfuls of pigeon soup. She also didn't want to leave ugly scars on her back.

"Ma'am, Master Er just told me to pay attention to your diet these days. We can see that he cares more about you." An An spared no effort to say good things to Feng Xinglang. The purpose is very clear, that is, to match Xue Luo and Feng Xinglang can love each other.

A young uncle cares for the sister-in-law so much ... This topic is imaginative.

After seeing the snow fall silent, An An began to rush back to Feng Xinglang's good, "Mrs. Second Master, he just has a cold face and a bad temper, in fact, his heart is still very good. Empathy , Will be a good husband! "

Xue Luo felt that An An said more and more unreliable, especially the last sentence ‘would be a good husband’. What does this mean? What does it have to do with her Lin Xueluo?

"An An, since you are so optimistic about Feng Xinglang, you should help him find a woman to start a family earlier. It can also be a big help for me and Li Xin!" Xue Luo took An An's words. She couldn't hear An An's praise of Feng Xinglang.

An An apparently stunned for a moment before realizing that Xue Luo had always regarded the young master Feng Lixin as her husband.