Chapter 47: feel lonely?

Xue Luo was ashamed and nervous, and she refused repeatedly. "I'm fine on my back. An An said he would not leave any scars."

"Don't look at it myself, I'm not assured!" Feng Xinglang insisted. And it's serious.

He learned from An An's mouth that the injuries on his back after snowfall were not serious. It's almost gone now. But he just wanted to look at the woman's back with a fair face.

What's more, Feng Xinglang wanted to confirm: in front of his Feng Xinglang, this woman was not as cooperative as a docile wild cat! Sometimes even the sharp teeth that attacked him were revealed; and in front of 'Feng Lixin', it was another gentle and gentle wife, which really annoyed Feng Xinglang!

Xue Luo glanced out the car window and looked at Mo butler on the driver and the co-pilot. She whispered embarrassedly, "Li Xin, I'm really good. It has already begun to fade, and two days later It will be restored to its original complexion. "

"Call her husband!" Feng Xinglang snapped sharply. "Why not let my husband see? I just want to care about you."

The curtain was pulled up. In the small space, only snow fell and Feng Xinglang was sitting in a wheelchair.

"I ..." Xue implemented it silently. Why is this man like this? This temper is too stubborn!

"Cough!" Feng Xinglang coughed lightly.

Xue Luo quickly approached and asked, "... husband, how are you doing? It doesn't matter?"

I heard An Zheng said that when Feng Lixin was the worst, he had already started using a ventilator. However, Feng Lixin today does not look like a person who collapsed to use a ventilator. When Xue Luo squeezed his shoulders, he clearly felt the sense of strength and tight muscles on his shoulders.

This Li Xin's condition was good for a while, and bad for a while, which really made Xue Luo worry.

"I'm mad at you!" Feng Xinglang's long arm hooked, and the woman's soft body snuggled in his arms, sitting straight on his strong legs.

"Li Xin ... husband ... don't do this." Xue Luo was anxious. With such closeness, she still needs time to adapt.

"Don't move! Let me hold it for a while!" Feng Xinglang suppressed Xueluo's turbulent body, buried her head in her hairline, sniffed the light scent of lavender on her body, and her heart became peaceful stand up.

Seeing that 'Feng Lixin' did not move excessively, Xue Luo maintained a quiet posture and allowed him to embrace himself. She didn't dare to look at his grim face, but just felt his breath quietly, his strong heartbeat. A good sound.

After returning to Fengjia, Xue Luo seemed somewhat reluctant to leave Feng Lixin again. She does not know when ‘Feng Lixin’ will enter the medical room, when will she see him again!

"Li Xin ... husband, let me go to the medical room to take care of you, okay? I will cooperate with Dr. Jin and will not disturb him for your treatment." Xue Luo held Feng Xinglang's scar full. Hands can't bear to loosen.

Is this woman so fond of Feng Lixin? Feng Xinglang felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

Maybe he still can't understand Xue Luo's delicate heart, even if he is nostalgic, he is nostalgic for Feng Xinglang under this body! Not Feng Lixin! This is not complicated, but Feng Xinglang's understanding is extreme.

The woman rested on her strong legs, and her clear eyes were full of hope.

Do you want to get along with Feng Lixin a lot? Is it too good to cover up, or is this woman really touching a man with an unrecognizable man? What a weird hobby!

"Lonely? Good! I'll be back in the room with you tonight!" Feng Xinglang's voice was husky and confusing.

Xue Luo's white face turned red, "Li Xin, you misunderstood me ... I just want to go to the medical room to take care of you! Don't reject me so well, I'm really not malicious! I just hope you can hurry up The child is getting better. An An and Mo's housekeeper are old, and Xinglang will have his own small house in the future, so let my wife take care of you ... otherwise I do n’t know what I have as your wife significance!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Xue Luo's sincere face quietly: Is this woman really as clean as her brother Feng Lixin said? It's just that she sang a ‘Li Xin’, and it was really uncomfortable to listen to him.

"Let ’s do this. Let ’s take a closer look at the husband and wife relationship tonight! If you behave well and let me see your sincerity, I would advise Dr. Jin to let you come in the medical room to take care of me."

Feng Xinglang chuckled his lips with a wicked smile, even though it was across the skin, it still made Xue Luo's heart stunned.

How can this talking cavity be like Feng Xinglang? Isn't the outside world rumored that Feng Lixin is a gentle and elegant boy, how could he be a virtue to his brother!

The thought of having a real relationship with Feng Lixin tonight, Xueluo was not good.

To be honest, Xue Luo can't really get close to a strange man. What's more, Feng Lixin is still a man who has been burned by fire! Xue Luo doesn't want to abandon Feng Lixin's ruined appearance, but just wants to be the closest thing between husband and wife, she really can't let go!

But he is his legal wife after all! Sooner or later, this will be experienced.

This afternoon, the snow fall was almost stubborn. Always thinking about how to face Feng Lixin.

The snow after bathing is more soft and refreshing. That sloppy figure shows the beauty of women to the fullest.

On the festive wedding bed, Xue Luo was sitting quietly in her pajamas; thinking about what would happen in a while, she was nervous.

An Yan came in, holding a scalding cream in his hand, and a small box of imported medicine to remove scars and scars.

"An An, I'm already on my back, I won't have to apply it again tomorrow." Although she is the same woman as An An, Xue Luo will still be a bit embarrassed when An An applies her medicine.

"The youth is good, and it recovers very fast!" An Ling carefully put down the snow-falling pajamas.

But when An An finished his medicine and walked away, Xue Luo grabbed her. "An An, can you stay away? Come and talk with me."

Snowfall was really nervous. After all, she is still a girl, and she has never experienced anything that will happen next.

"Ma'am, don't be afraid." An Chan patted Xue Luo comfortably and held her hand tightly. "A woman has to go through this time. If you can conceive a little master for Feng Jia, you will wait for happiness!"

"..." I have to say, An An can think so far. She can worry about even the young master Feng Family.

An An left, and Xue Luo became even more nervous.

At this moment, the crystal lamp in the wedding room flashed twice suddenly, and then fell into darkness.

"An 婶 ... An 婶 ..."

Xue Luo quickly climbed down from the bed and stumbled to run out of the room. But hit a wall at the door of the room.

"Who?" Xue Luo asked in horror.

"Don't be afraid! It's me!"

The sound of vicissitudes is the same as in daytime. What's different is that the man's voice has a clear affection.