Chapter 139: Bait (on)

Lan Youyou is a beautiful woman, her beauty carries a stinging sting.

But at this moment in Feng Xinglang's body, she converged all her stingers, showing nothing but tenderness.

A woman's tender kiss like water, for a normal adult man, is undoubtedly enjoyable. Not just on the lips, but deep inside.

In fact, to some extent, men also desire to be loved by women. No matter how strong and fit a man!

Feng Xinglang is no exception.

While half asleep and awake, he felt a woman kiss his lips. Very comfortable. So, he reached over and deepened the kiss, and arrogantly spit his breath into the woman's mouth.

The woman whispered softly, letting the man enjoy the hearing.

But it doesn't seem to taste! Because Lin Xueluo's woman never proactively pushed the tip of her tongue into his mouth boldly; in most cases, except for evasion, she hummed and begged for mercy. And not like the woman who is kissing her now, dare to push her breath into his mouth recklessly!

In this kind of thing, Feng Xinglang did not like women to be too proactive; he was not used to passively letting women kiss themselves.

So he opened his eyes half asleep and awake, and saw that the woman who was hugging him tightly in his arms, not Lin Xueluo, but Lanyouyou. A woman who was so dared to ask him for a kiss!

Obviously a beautiful face, but in the eyes of Feng Xinglang, but endless hatred. Because from Lan Youyou's beautiful face, Feng Xinglang involuntarily thought of his elder brother Feng Lixin's face burned by the fire.

All the pain of the elder brother Feng Lixin was given by the woman in her arms. How could Feng Xinglang have any emotions for a woman who had severely hurt his loved ones?

As a result, Feng Xinglang was almost conditioned, and Lan Youyou was pushed hard from the escort.

Lan Youyou was pushed to the ground without warning by the man, making a dull noise.

Snoring, Ye Shinian, who was sleeping on the folded cymbal at the door, heard the sound, and shouted vigilantly: "Who?"

Then he saw Feng Xinglang on the **** and Lan Youyou who fell on the ground. The two eyes stared at each other. No one snored, but stared at each other quietly. Silent confrontation at this time!

Lan Youyou was not annoyed by the man pushing her on the ground, but she had a proud smile after her success; Feng Xinglang was different. When he looked at Lan Youyou, he was full of hatred. Seems to have penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

Feng Xinglang drew a tissue from the bedside, wiped the woman's saliva on her lips, and threw it on the ground in disgust. Every step of action is deeply disgusted with women.

Lan Youyou smiled, a kind of sharp laughter, just like an iron weapon hitting the bone, making people sound creepy.

"Feng Xinglang, you obviously just enjoyed my kiss! The reason why you wiped my traces again is probably because of your brother! You really are a man with a clear love and hate! I find I like you more and more ! "

Lan Youyo's words are always so different. She thought her words had a sharp effect, but Feng Xinglang didn't take it for granted.

"Lan Youyou, I hate you, it's not that simple because your hands are covered with my brother's blood! There is also a kind of abomination that penetrates into the bone marrow. Because I have always shown nothing to women who have a heart in Viper!

"Your kiss is disgusting to me!" This last sentence, though brief, was sharply lethal.

The only hopeful light left in Lan Youyou's eyes disappeared. Yes, it's just bleak.

How much he lost for this man, Lan Youyou knows. But she never thought about asking back from Feng Xinglang. The only thing she hoped for was that men could live well and live in peace.

Of course, if you can continue with the frontier of Feng Xinglang, it is Lan Yuyou's life expectation.

But she also knew that she was carrying the blood debt of his elder brother Feng Lixin.

She thought that her father had given up the idea of ​​killing Feng Xinglang and happily accepted the task of trapping Feng Lixin. I only heard that the young master of the Feng family was burned to death by the fire. When the news was closed, she thought it was Feng Xinglang, but did not expect it to be Feng Lixin. What made Lan Youyou even more unexpected was that Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang were brothers.

As Feng Xinglang thought: Lan Youyou and Feng Lixin were indeed no grudges. She just wanted to complete the task perfectly, so that the righteous father would completely eliminate the thought of pursuing and killing Feng Xinglang. Therefore, when enticing Feng Lixin with her hue, she was extra serious.

All that she did for the man named Feng Xinglang did not receive any gratitude from him. Instead, because of Feng Lixin's affair, he hated her.

Lan Youyou closed her eyes deeply, like a rag doll, sitting silently on the ground. It seems that everything that is happening in this world has nothing to do with her.

Because her world has long been desolate into a desert because of men's abuse and humiliation.

Lan Youyou doesn't expect the man to be grateful for what she has done, only to ask the man to live a peaceful life. Watching a man grow old in time, isn't it another enjoyment?

Of course, this idea disappeared when Lan Yuyou saw Lin Xue fall behind. Only one woman can inspire another woman's strong possessiveness.

In Lan Youyou's opinion, any woman who remembers Feng Xinglang should be damned!

Ye Shinian was a little embarrassed. I didn't know if I should interrupt the rigid confrontation and sarcasm of two people who were lying and sitting.

"That Lang brother, what would you like to have for breakfast?" In the end, Ye Shinian chose to use such a simple and cliché topic, interrupting Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou's sharp edge.

"I want to eat you!" Feng Xinglang murmured unhappyly.

"Lang brother, do you want to eat me? Then ... I'll wash first?"

A very cold joke. It's not funny. Ye Shinian just wanted to divert Kaifeng Xinglang's attention so that Lan Youyou could get away.

"Then get out and wash clean! Remember to cut off that extra tongue!" Feng Xinglang ruthlessly said.

"..." Ye Shinian fled with her mouth covered.

And Lan Youyou also got up from the ground by herself, and lay back on the sickness like a puppet.

"You buy me a sanitary napkin?" Feeling soft somewhere, Lan Youyou suddenly turned her head and asked.

The little face that was just dead was just now, but at this moment there was a bright smile like a dawn. In comparison, Lan Youyou is more willing to believe that the clothes on her body and the sanitary napkins on her trousers should be replaced by Feng Xinglang.