Chapter 43: No one dares to marry, no one dares to touch

Feng's medical room.

Feng Lixin took off the ventilator. He always shows his best in front of his brother Feng Xinglang.

"Why wouldn't you tell Xue Luo that you are her legal husband?" Feng Lixin's breathing was a little short of breath, and it sounded hard.

"Then why don't you go for skin grafting?" Feng Xinglang didn't answer Feng Lixin's words, but asked back.

"Xing Lang ... Live a good life with Xue Luo! She is a good girl! As long as you treat her sincerely, she will fall in love with you." Feng Lixin's topic always revolves around Xue Luo.

The topic of Feng Xinglang has been in the process of skin grafting. "You are reluctant to do skin grafting because of Lan Youyou, can a woman make you make up your mind to leave my brother?"

"Xing Lang, give up brother! Maybe another world is my best place to go!" Feng Lixin wanted to hold Feng Xinglang's hand, but this time, Feng Xinglang avoided it.

"Abandon you?" Feng Xinglang sneered. "Why didn't you give up on me in the underground warehouse?"

Feng Lixin was silent. It took a long time to sigh softly, "Xing Lang, Xue Luo is a good girl. I don't allow you to bully her again and again!"

"Don't you all decide to die? Going to another world, how can you control how I bully her?"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "You should think about it, I will play with her fiercely; then I will abandon her severely! Let her be an abandoned woman who no one dares to marry and no one dare to touch! dead!"

"Xinglang!" Feng Lixin angered, "I don't allow you to fall on snow like this!"

"Brother, don't be mad! Lin Xueluo, but you chose it for me. If you don't want to see her alive by me, you should be slightly responsible for her future!" Feng Xinglang Jun face The smile on it is extremely indifferent.

"Xing Lang, Xue Luo is a good girl! If you treat her like this, you will regret it one day!" Feng Lixin sighed again.

"I regret it? For more than three months, I haven't regretted it for a day! I dreamed that it was me who stayed to open the gate!" The memory of the past was filled with the flame of hatred in Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"Xing Lang ... don't do this." Feng Lixin's heart was hurt.

"Brother, I want to save your heart now, just like when you wanted to save me! Think about the skin grafting operation!" Feng Xinglang dropped this meaningful sentence and resolutely turned to leave.

Watching Feng Xinglang's back, Feng Lixin's heart was stabbed again. I would have known that I had died in that ruin! But now, life can't live, death can't die. What's the point of keeping a heartbeat without a wish!

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Endless noise struck, Feng Xinglang walked slowly and walked into his wedding room with Lin Xueluo.

The wedding room was suffocatingly quiet. There were no snow falling on the bed, some were just festive red quilts.

Staying in bed, where did the idiot woman go? Xia family?

Feng Xinglang Jianshuo's physique fell down, and a deep human figure was pressed on the wedding bed. Dare to run again? Who gave her this courage! Within three minutes of lying down, the man jumped up. The purpose is obvious: to catch that woman!

Downstairs, An Ying is going upstairs to ask Feng Xinglang what he wants to eat at night. Because she had just seen Feng Xinglang walk out of the medical room, Jun Yan was full of suppressed anger.

"Master Er, what would you like to eat at night?" An Ying asked softly.

"Where's your wife?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"My wife is reading in the downstairs guest room. I didn't go out in the afternoon." An An reported to Feng Xinglang about the whereabouts of Xue Luo during the long period. At the same time, Feng Xinglang told An An not to let his wife go out.

Moved into the downstairs room? This woman really can toss. Xue Luo did not leave Feng's home, so that Feng Xinglang's sword eyebrows were slightly relieved. Fairly current affairs! Otherwise, let him go to Xiajialao again, but not as good as the last time!

The door of the guest room is only unlocked. When Feng Xinglang pushed in the door, Xue Luo was cuddling on the bed, looking at a medical book for treating burns. Although she couldn't be as proficient in treating burns as Dr. Jin, but what food, what fruits and vegetables can help the healing of burn wounds, Xue Luo has learned a lot.

Because the burn on the back was faint and painful, Xue Luo wore a pyjamas with a back.

Hearing the sound of a door push, Xue Luo looked up vigilantly: it turned out to be Feng Xinglang!

This man is really not polite. He didn't know how to do even the least knock etiquette. Xue Luo immediately wrapped the thin blanket around his body, covering his body tightly.

Seeing the man's somber and dark face, realizing that the man should be in a bad mood at this moment, Xueluo didn't have much to ask Feng Xinglang why he didn't knock on the door. Presumably this understanding of etiquette can not be taught in a few words. Besides, it was his father and mother's business, and Xue Luo couldn't control this violent man!

Just coming out of the medical room, Feng Xinglang's mood looked terrible. Under the attention of Xue Luo, he walked straight towards the big bed in the guest room, and then lay down beside Xue Xue heavily.

The snow fell in a panic, and quickly panicked, trying to get up from the bed. A chilling sound came to her ears.

"If you dare run, I'll put you to sleep now!" This time, Feng Xinglang's words were very straightforward. A word of "sleep" makes Xue Luo no longer able to escape.

Snow falls on the calculation and measurement: It takes at least half a minute to run out of the guest room and run out of the Fengjia courtyard through the living room; the lying man catches up with himself and throws himself down, it is estimated that it only takes ten seconds ... Or less.

Xue Luo felt that it would be a bit risky if he really escaped. Even if he rushed to the living room and asked Feng Lixin for help, because of his inconvenience, maybe when he got out of the medical room in a wheelchair, Feng Xinglang already gave himself a Fa-rectification. But now the Mo butler and An An have suddenly become accomplices of Feng Xinglang.

Xueluo thought in reverse: If he didn't run, wouldn't this man not plan to sleep on his own? But being alone with this man, Xue Luo had a sadness like a chill.

"Don't mind if I smoke?" Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, forbearing as if from the back of his throat. It's like asking and answering yourself, and before the frightening snow falls respond, Feng Xinglang has pulled out the gilded cigarette case and spit it out with a cigarette.

Feng Xinglang's mood seemed to calm down as the spicy smoke looped around his lungs. The handsome face after the smoky air was so secretive.

Xue Luo kept silent. Silently got up and walked silently towards the door of the room.

"Come back!" Feng Xinglang growled like a lion. That was his last yellow card warning before he got angry.

"I'll get you an ashtray." Xue Luo's voice was soft, as if it could dispel the fierce anger of a man.

In fact, in Xueluo's view: Feng Xinglang in the violent storm is not terrible; what is horrible is Feng Xinglang in the evil. The former will only yell at her, while the latter will rule her lightly.