Chapter 258: Who loves to serve!

This night, Xue Luo didn't sleep well and was chaotic.

The two stubborn, cursive characters on the back of the paper kept circling in her mind.

Dreaming ... Dream ... I am indeed dreaming!

"Ma'am, ma'am, wake up soon ... madam ... wake up!"

In my ears, there was a rushing shout, a rush, and a slight push. Xue Luo thought she was still in a dream, turned over, and continued her dreams that were not so good.

"Ma'am, do you wake up ... Master Er is injured and is losing his temper in the living room! Madam ..."

An Ling was distressed and fell asleep in the misty snow, but he was even more distressed by Feng Xinglang, who did not hurt his arm. And the most suitable candidate to serve Feng Xinglang is of course Xueluo's wife.

An Fei's obsession still made Xue Luo reluctantly open her eyes from her sleep. She looked at the urgent An Fei, and asked lazily, "An Fei, who is injured? Take you Anxious! "

"It's the second master! The second master is injured! He's hurt his arm! He said it was a broken arm!"

An An talked, and the old tears twitched. This young master is seriously ill and the two young masters are following up again. What should the family do?

"Feng ... Feng Xinglang ... has his arm broken?"

Xue Luo suddenly woke up from sleepiness, and her thoughts became clear and clear. She thought she was still in a dream, but when she saw the anxious tears of An An's sadness, she realized that Feng Xinglang's injury should be real.

An Ming nodded while wiping her tears. "Ma'am, you can get up and have a look. Master Er can't get chopsticks, and is losing his temper!"

Xue Luo didn't even think about it, and got up directly from the hoe.

At the table, Feng Xinglang's right forearm was fixed by a splint, and the whole man was tormenting those innocent chopsticks.

Didn't this man take Lanyou out last night to take the order? Why are you getting hurt? Is it too intense?

Xue Luo blamed herself deeply for having such a vulgar idea! With this man's strong physique, no matter how fierce, the injured should be Lan Youyou!

But this morning, Lan Youyou was not there? This is not scientific! She was so nervous that Feng Xinglang was injured again. She should stick to Feng Xinglang more than ever.

Such low and vulgar thoughts are just an instant appearance. When he saw that the man's right forearm was fixed in the splint, the movement was limited, and Xue Luo's heart was painful.

Feng Xinglang was unwilling to fix it with a splint, which felt too much trouble. But Lao Chu could not rest assured, because Feng Xinglang's right forearm had obvious blood stasis and pain, and was accompanied by a slight bone fracture. Although not serious, Lao Chu was worried that if Feng Xinglang was not careful, he would be injured twice. And fixed like this, it will get better faster!

It was also that he was too careless to let the killer have a chance. But it is enough to prove that that person's skill is real!

Because his left hand could not use the chopsticks skillfully, Feng Xinglang severely discarded those innocent chopsticks aside.

Then he saw the snow fall!

"Come here! Wait for me to eat!" Feng Xinglang murmured like a grandfather.

This arm is hurt like this, how hard is it?

Originally, Xue Luo had distressed and pity for the man who had injured his forearm, but after the man's sentence of “five drinks and six drinks” exited, her distress disappeared instantly.

This man is really arrogant! This chopstick can't be taken, is there a spoon and fork? Apparently, An Ying considered it, and Feng Xinglang was in front of him.

I don't know where the suffocation came from, or if it was resentment, Xue Luo even answered the words Feng Xinglang.

"dream!"

Well, snow fall should be intentional. Because these two words hovered all night in her dream.

The thought of Xueluo's teeth tickling when he thought that he had signed the word 'dreaming' in his divorce agreement with Feng Lixin. Why is he so arrogant? That was the divorce agreement between her and his elder brother. What did he sign!

"Dream, right? Okay, let's dream together!"

Feng Xinglang whispered sharply, and then turned his head and moaned heavily toward the housekeeper Mo: "Lao Mo, go and lock the door for me! Without my permission, no one wants to leave this villa today!"

You bastard! Who did I recruit? Can you Xinglang write the word 'Dream', but Lin Xueluo can't even say it?

This is clearly: As long as you are allowed to set fire to the fire, you will not be allowed to light up on Lin Xue!

"Feng Xinglang, why are you holding me? When you get out of the wound with the woman yourself, you know you're coming back to kill me! I'm not your punching bag!"

Snow is coming to an end. Feng Xinglang severely said a few words.

"Why is it? It's just my dear!"

Feng Xinglang, who was suffocated, was unreasonable at all.

"Ma'am, just say a few words! The second master has been injured like this, so don't compete with him!"

After An Yu complained of the incomprehensible Xue Luo, he came up and picked up the chopsticks that Feng Xinglang had lost. "Master Er, I'll wait for you to have breakfast."

"You stand by me! I want this woman to serve today!"

Feng Xinglang stared sharply at Xue Luo, and hissed, "Lin Xue Luo, you better get to know each other! Otherwise, you can't bear my anger!"

Come again? That's it again!

"Ma'am, you don't want to be willful! Master Er's arm is injured, and you should serve him for dinner." An Ming really hurt Feng Xinglang who had an injured arm.

How could she say that Xuelin Lin was wayward? Where did she Xuelin fall? Are all the people in this family blindfolded? Don't see how arrogant and abominable this man is?

"I'm so sorry, An Yi, I really want to be willful last time today! This girl doesn't wait, who loves to wait and wait!"

Locking the door to keep her away? Well, it's okay to go back to bed by yourself!

Xue Luo didn't even bother to admire this violent man with his white eyes, so he turned and walked towards the guest room downstairs.

For almost an instant, Feng Xinglang was as fast as a leopard waiting for the opportunity to rush forward towards the snow.

The snow fell in shock, instinctively trying to escape; but Feng Xinglang's speed was beyond her reach. Before she escaped to the door of the room, she was niched on the wall by him.

The niches are so swanky, their practical 'hit' character is more accurate!

Fortunately, it is the wall with the shoulders first. If I change another part ...

Immediately after, it was the man who made bad pressure and squeeze, and squeezed the excess air between Xue Luo and his body to make her more convincing!

Xueluo felt that his internal organs were being squeezed by this violent man!

"Go back to the room first, and let me teach you how to serve me!"

Every word of Feng Xinglang was stained with his anger. Plenty of snow fell to innocent people.