Chapter 181: Like a two-person world

For the luxury and style of Feng Jia, Lan Youyou only glanced sideways.

It is said that her daughter wants to be rich, and Lan Youyou's understatement is the typical result of being rich. Feng's luxury and style fell into Lan Youyou's eyes. Compared with Pittsburgh's nobleness and elegance, it was a gap between little witch and big witch.

Lan Youyou had the bowl of cinnamon burdock soup on the coffee table. It was An Yansheng who gave Xueluo a drink. After snow fell to the guest room to avoid it, the bowl of burdock soup was left on the coffee table in the living room.

Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes instantly sharpened. Her sharp ring looked around, trying to find the snow falling.

"Where's Lin Xueluo's white lotus?" Lanyou asked Li An, looking to the side.

Lan Youyou saw the burdock soup left on the coffee table, and of course An Ye also saw it. After listening to Lan Youyou's extremely unfriendly questioning, An Chan quickly and respectfully replied: "My wife lives at school these days. Miss Lan, you are tired, let me warm up with soup and beef soup first."

"Living at school? Oh, Lin Xueluo's white lotus was still a student? She really struggled to marry into Feng Family." Lanyou smiled.

This 'White Lotus' heard Feng Xinglang frown. That bowl of burdock soup has been very well explained: the little wild cat has returned obediently. It's just hiding in a corner of Feng's family and waiting for the show.

After a while, there will be a good show!

Feng Xinglang sat lazily into the sofa, took up the bowl of burdock soup and was thirsty. Warming the stomach and warming up, An Yan always pays attention to the diet of the family members.

"I want to drink too!" Lan Youyou sat close to Feng Xinglang Jianshuo's physique, leaning against his arm and coquettishly.

An An answered quickly without understanding the style, "Miss Lan, you sit first, and I'll give you the Sheng."

Where does Lan Youyou really want to drink some burdock soup, she just wants to find your Nong Mo Nong mood with Feng Xinglang.

So, playful with her red lips, she took a small sip in Feng Xinglang's spoon. It's full of women's charming charm. It seemed that she wasn't scooping the soup in the spoon, but Feng Xinglang's lips.

An Yan is here, how can he not notice that the second master is flirting with this lady Lan!

But Master Er is a man with a wife's room! And Mrs. Xue Luo stayed in the guest room!

Taking a step back 10,000 steps, this blue yoyo is obviously the beloved woman of the young master Feng Lixin, how can he be so charming with the second young master? !!

To be honest, if this woman named Lan Youyou can really accompany the young master Feng Lixin and the young master loves the woman, An An must be warmly welcomed. She sincerely hoped that the two young masters in the family could live well.

However, in the current situation, it seems to be contrary to expectations. This Miss Lan Youyou is not the young master Feng Lixin, but the second young master Feng Xinglang! How is this messy relationship good?

An An quickly took the good burdock soup and brought it over, trying to separate Lan Youyou from the second master Feng Xinglang. After all, his wife is still falling, but they can't let them come under his wife's eyelids.

"Miss Lan, you drink this bowl of burdock soup."

"No! I want to drink from Alan's bowl. You can drink that bowl yourself!"

Lan Youyou beeped her red lips again to seal the burdock soup in Xinglang's bowl. Just like a couple in love, they stick together.

It seemed that Feng Xinglang was absent-minded. He indulged Lanyou sullenly in his bowl and drank soup; but his gaze kept on Feng's landline.

Counting it out, time should be almost there. With the elder brother Feng Lixin's loving care for Lan Youyo, it is impossible to wait too long.

Sure enough, Feng's landline rang under Feng Xinglang's gaze. The first person to answer the phone was An An.

"Is this the young master? Are you here ... Ms. Lan is here."

An Ying was glad to hear Feng Lixin's fairly spiritual voice. Although the spit words are somewhat unclear, the Feng family can almost always distinguish them.

"Ms. Lan, Master's phone." An Ying respectfully brought the landline to answer Lan Youyou.

Lan Youyou's glamorous face sank momentarily, and she was clearly unhappy after being disturbed. Does not seem to want to answer Feng Lixin's call.

The burdock soup in Fengxinglang's spoon was just delivered to the woman's lips, with a magnetic murmur that lowered the voice: "Good! Take the call!"

Is this the diamond-level VIP service promised by Feng Xinglang? Lan Youyou sucked the burdock soup in the spoon, and it became beautiful as a flower with buds waiting to be put out.

To be honest, An An could not understand the intimacy of Second Master Feng Xinglang towards Lan Youyou. Not to mention that he is a man with a wife's room, to say that Lan Youyou is the beloved woman of the young master Feng Lixin, and he can't flirt with Lan Youyou like this!

Are there any young masters in these two young masters?

Waiting patiently for the woman to drink the burdock soup from the spoon, Feng Xinglang pointed her finger at the phone in An's hand. Lan Youyou reluctantly put away her displeasure and took the call in An's hand.

"Yuyou, have you closed the house?" Feng Lixin hurriedly asked over the phone.

Feng Lixin spoke unclear words, which really made Lan Youyou listen to hard work, which will inevitably breed a disgust. She did not have a good opinion of Feng Lixin, and she was not grateful for his blind concern, but was rejected and opposed.

Under the gaze of Feng Xing's eagle-like eyes, Lan Youyou lazily replied, "I just arrived. I'm drinking the burdock soup in An'an. It's strong and warm, especially delicious ! "

The soup was really delicious; but it was more from Feng Xinglang's own feeding. As icing on the cake, it made her feel comfortable.

Lan Youyou wants to end the conversation with Feng Lixin as soon as possible, because she can't wait to let Feng Xinglang wait for her own soup. The burdock soup fed by the man's hand was not drunk.

"Li Xin, you're just getting better, don't talk much, take a good rest and recover. Bye!"

Lan Youyou's eyes have been swimming on Feng Xinglang's face. It seems that every minute movement of a man is so attractive to her. In her nobleness, she expresses her elegant intentions, just like the beauty of a lover Full of charm.

Just watching the man in front of him quietly, Lanyouyou was extremely satisfied. She looks forward to such quiet years, which can continue forever.

Just have him!

After hanging up the phone, Lan Youyou can't wait to fly into Feng Xinglang's arms, and enjoy this two-person world like another world carefully.

This time, Feng Xinglang did not push away the woman in her arms, but hugged her tightly.

His firm arms hugged Lan Youyou's upper body tightly, slowly tightening and then tightening again; tightly to Lan Youyou's half-opened red lips, the murmur of carefree soul overflowed, and the excitement such as Nostalgic girl ...