Chapter 180: Caring woman

"Ma'am, what do you say, taking care of the master is not what we domestic servants should do."

An An said, looking out the door of the living room. "Mrs., you can go back to the room to avoid it. The second master said that Miss Lan Youyou will come to her house."

Lan Yuyou will come home? Xue Luo slightly pursed her lips: she is Feng Lixin's beloved woman, and it is only natural to come to her house. Now that the real hostess has already entered the room, it would be easier for her to divorce her with Feng Lixin.

"It's okay An An. I just happened to tell her."

The new guy and the old guy alternated, and Xue Luo felt that he should say goodbye to Lan Youyou. Besides, she had come to divorce Feng Lixin, but it would not prevent her from marrying into Feng's family.

"Mrs., please avoid it. The lady Lan Youyou looks very uncomfortable!" In An Yan's eyes, Mrs. Xueluo was a weak person, so she sympathized with her and cared for her.

"Okay, then I'll come again someday."

Snow fell and wanted to leave. She felt that instead of hiding in the room awkwardly, she might as well walk cleanly.

There was the sound of the engine of the car in the courtyard. Xue Luo wanted to leave Feng Jia and was bound to meet Lan Youyou.

"Ma'am, you should go back to the room to avoid it. The second master said that Miss Lan Youyou just came over and left in a while." An An came anxiously to stop the snow falling.

Thinking that Lan Youyou might just take a look at it, or walk around for a while, avoiding it temporarily, without affecting the matter that he asked Feng Xinglang to divorce his elder brother Feng Lixin, and Xue Luo followed the arrangement of An An and turned Go to the room to avoid it.

This lady Mrs. Feng deserves to be used, but before she gets divorced, she has to hide from Tibet.

However, Feng Lixin can get rid of the painful torture and recover health smoothly. Xue Luo feels that the avoidance of his hands is nothing at all.

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On the way back to Fengjia, Feng Xinglang was silent and golden.

"Alang, are you still mad at me?" Lan Youyou meowed over, crouching in Feng Xinglang's arms like an octopus.

From time to time, the driver took a look from the rearview mirror: he had to admire the second master Feng Xinglang's peach blossom. This woman, wanting to rush into his arms overwhelmingly.

However, this woman is indeed beautiful enough.

When driver Qian Qian met Lan Youyou for the first time, she couldn't help but be amazed by her beauty. She even stretched out her hand to open the car door for her, and she didn't control herself. Completely a normal man, normal reaction when seeing a beautiful woman.

Feng Xinglang did not respond to Lan Youyou, and he was too lazy to answer. Just squinting his eyes and stretching his limbs, letting Lan Youyou's little hand make various abstract paintings on his Hungarian chamber.

The depth of Lan Youyou's stickiness is not that Feng Xinglang can say three words, or three fists and two feet can get rid of it. As long as she doesn't mess around, it's as if she was scratched by the kitten.

But how could Lan Youyou not be in trouble? I'm so sorry I missed such a good opportunity. So her little hand was interpreted into tentacles. She penetrated into Feng Xinglang's shirt buttons, and sketched an abstract painting on Feng Xinglang's abdominal muscles in a skin-friendly zero distance manner.

Maybe it's because this real-life version of the skin canvas is too small. When painting, painting, the little smart hand began to expand the territory. So, her hand hooked into the area that should not be involved.

Then, Feng Xinglang's eyes gazed at him, staring at the messy woman with the coldness of Xuan Han.

"Hehehehe ... you finally listen to me!"

The blue bell-like laughter filled the whole compartment. Even the little driver who drove the car calmly drove the business car into a small 'S' shape. It is enough to prove how worried Lan Lan's smile is. Especially men's hearts!

"Come on again, chop your hand!" Feng Xinglang coldly reprimanded.

This said, the image of self-reinforcing the brain was even more exciting: Where did the woman's hands move, did the second master say fiercely that she would chop her hand? The driver Xiaoqian held both hands of the steering wheel and began to calm down again.

There was a nymph in the car, and she was still in chaos. It was really killing!

"How painful it is to chop it!" Lan Youyou moved her innocent hand to Feng Xinglang's lips, "or else, let you bite off."

Feng Xinglang really wanted to chop a woman's hand. But if a woman loses this hand, some people will be so distressed to die.

Feng Xinglang was thinking: When the elder brother Feng Lixin's condition is stable, he will surely send this woman to his concubine in a big tie. Any big brother Feng Lixin enjoy this woman!

"Lan Youyou, you're killing yourself, understand?" Feng Xinglang reminded indifferently.

"Yes! You know it well!"

Lan Youyou knows exactly what she is doing and what she wants.

After speaking, she put on Feng Xinglang's Hungarian chamber again, listening to his strong heartbeat, "Alan, why don't you tell your brother Feng Lixin: We have known before? Are you afraid? Hurt your brother's heart that was so fragile? "

Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows narrowed sharply, and the whole person was instantly covered with a thick layer of haze.

"Lan Youyou, you are a smart woman! What you should say and what you should not say, you should understand! You must also understand!"

Every word of Feng Xinglang was stained with heavy suffocation, as if to remind Lan Youyou, but also to threaten Lan Youyou.

"Why the boss has a face, he's not handsome anymore!" Lan Youyou spread out his small hands, rubbing on Feng Xinglang's tight face, "Relax, I will cooperate with you to heal with love Your brother is sick and sick! "

"Isn't this what you should do ?!" Feng Xinglang asked harshly, with a bit of teeth. "Lan Youyou, my brother has no resentment against you, but you have killed him so miserably! All you have done It ’s just atonement, okay? ”

"After your brother recovers, what are you going to do with me? Kill? Chop it?" Lan Youyou asked playfully. She is not afraid of death. But she wished she could die worthy. For example: To die for or be tortured by Feng Xinglang.

"It's too cheap for you!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"Yes! These methods of death are indeed too cheap for me! Otherwise, I cooperate with you to kill in the most primitive way of men?"

Lan Youyou laughed, smiling innocently. Like the muddy and unstained lotus flower, the holiness is not stained with a trace of dust. But what she said from her mouth was sharp and spicy.

She is such a woman with prickles! Letting men take a bath can't stop.

Feng Xinglang really wants to kill this woman!