Also, Feng Lixin wants Feng Xinglang to admit that he is her Lin Xueluo?
Shouldn't it be the spell? Or admit that he and his own annihilation? No matter which one, Snow Falls felt complacent.
It was a long time, my brother Feng Lixin just wanted to force himself to confess in front of Lin Xueluo, an idiot woman, that he had legal legal relationship with her?
If such a force, he would have to admit it as a last resort, how boring it would be!
The mere appearance of this woman as a chill is enough for the brothers to entertain for a long time.
But then again, what can change if you admit it or not? It will be a lot less fun!
Perhaps Feng Xinglang's inferior nature from childhood to destiny is destined that he will not take the initiative to think from the perspective of others. So how could he think: The pleasure you fung Xinglang is based on the pain and suffering of snowfall!
"Why don't you let me sleep? Maybe you want to keep it for yourself?"
Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lip angle moved upward slightly, and then said such an insulting word.
"Feng Xinglang, you ..."
Feng Lixin was really embarrassed by Feng Xinglang's wickedness. He didn't know what to say to the junk boy!
"Okay, give Feng Lixin five minutes: either, leave this woman with you and let Fengxin sleep on her own; or, obediently give her to me! I'll wait outside the door! It's out of date!"
Feng Xinglang stood up, his erect posture was full of the sense of strength of the man.
"Feng Xinglang, you muddy boy! Are you really willing to leave the snow behind?"
Feng Lixin shouted back at Feng Xinglang's back. It seems that from small to large, like playing this kind of mind game, only when Feng Xinglang deliberately loses to him can he win.
"Okay! I'll leave the snow tonight! You cry your nose outside the door!"
Feng Lixin was annoyed, and quickly followed Feng Xinglang to catch up. Want him to relax first, there is no door!
Feng Xinglang walking out of the medical room was very clear: his woman Lin Xueluo stayed in the medical room of her brother Feng Lixin, and there would be nothing happening, and nothing would happen. Feng Xinglang certainly believes that the elder brother Feng Lixin is a man!
It's just ... Just that silly woman took the initiative to climb Feng Lixin's puppet, which made Feng Xinglang really unhappy!
With Feng Xinglang's departure, the atmosphere of the medical room became awkward.
Xue Luo quickly climbed down from Feng Lixin's illness, "Li Xin, I'm sorry ..."
The voice apologized, it seemed a little inexplicable: You are the puppet of your own husband, what can I be sorry for?
"It disturbs you to rest." Then Xue Luo added another sentence to resolve his embarrassment.
"Well," Feng Lixin sighed slightly. "The person who is sorry is me. I didn't expect that Xinglang's kid gave you so much trouble! Don't blame him, I was too reckless and motivated. , Without taking into account his feelings! "
How did Xue Luo listen and how did he feel that this was a big brother who loved his brother and was looking for various reasons for his brother to excuse all the crimes he had committed?
It sounds like Feng Lixin already knows that his baby brother is frivolous, but hasn't he seen Feng Lixin's anger rushing to the crown? Is it still a hard word and favor?
Xue Luo really couldn't understand Feng Lixin's doting on Feng Xinglang! It seems that it has reached the point of no principle!
Xue Luo found that no matter how yelled at her, she could not get justice before Feng Lixin.
"The snow is falling, Xing Lang is really excellent, and one day, you will find him good."
Feng Lixin said softly, "Give him more time. It's my brother who begs you for his brother."
Snow fell no longer. She really couldn't stand this family member, whether it was a domestic servant or a housekeeper, or the head of the family, Feng Lixin, was matching herself with Feng Xinglang? This, this is too ridiculous!
Xue Luo no longer wanted to discuss any topic about Feng Xinglang with Feng Lixin.
Thinking of it, Xue Luo asked, "Yes, Li Xin, did you sign the divorce agreement ... have you signed it?"
Thinking of Feng Lixin's hand may not be able to hold the pen, Xue Luo quickly apologized and said, "Otherwise, we will ask someone from the Civil Affairs Bureau to come and seal the house."
A few months ago, Feng Jia also invited people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to Feng Jia to apply for a marriage certificate.
"It's signed ... just ..." Feng Lixin said endlessly.
"Just what?" Xue Luo asked.
"It's just that you don't necessarily want to watch." Feng Lixin sighed slightly.
"I don't necessarily want to see it? What do you mean?"
The snow fell a little bit rough. Now that I have signed, why can't I see it?
Those two billion gifts? Xue Luo suddenly thought of this.
"Did you propose other conditions? Are those two hundred million gifts?"
Xue Luo asked quietly. She knew she couldn't take out the two hundred million gifts. And ashamed to return to the Xia family to ask Xia Zhengyang to.
"Of course not. So, if you really want to see it, ask Mo butler for it later."
Feng Lixin weakened his voice. Seems tossed enough.
"Oh, yes."
Xue Luo readily agreed. Since it is not the conditions of the two billion gifts, Xue Luo also relaxed a lot.
"Mrs. Feng, the young master is going to rest. He has already been heavily overloaded today."
Dr. Jin noticed Feng Lixin's exhaustion. He is also a critically ill patient and can't stand this long period of ups and downs.
"Oh, sorry, sorry."
Xue Luo immediately got up and stepped back towards the entrance of the medical room. But when she reached out to look at the door, she paused again. Because she remembered what Feng Xinglang's demon man had just said: she would wait at the entrance of the medical room.
"Relax, Master Er has already gone out." Dr. Jin comforted.
go out? really?
Xue Luo could not rest assured to look out from the eyes of the intelligent rotatable cat, and found that the entire corridor was quiet and there was no shadow of Feng Xinglang.
After saying goodbye to Feng Lixin, Xue Luo walked out of the medical room.
When descending the stairs, Xue Luo walked very slowly, for fear that Feng Xinglang would rush at her from a certain corner like a beast.
She was nervous and nervous.
"Mrs. Come downstairs. I just cooked you a red date soup to help you sleep. After you finish drinking, you'll have a good night's sleep."
In the living room downstairs, only An An was busy. There were no signs of Feng Xinglang, and no one else.
Snow looked around, and asked An An softly: "An An, where is your second master?"
"Oh, Second Master ..."
An Yan said restlessly. After glancing towards the medical room upstairs, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Master Er has just gone out with Miss Lan!"