Chapter 330: Deeply

Feng Xinglang turned his head to the side and gave Wenrun a glance at the person who was going to collect his body.

Faintly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips; Feng Xinglang sighed softly, and opened his mouth a little.

"Cong Gang, you are my trump card! My hole card! Take care of yourself and don't give me anything until I die!"

Cong Gang's action froze noticeably.

Before leaving the car, Feng Xinglang changed his interest rate and left a sentence: "Trust me, I will think of a way to deal with Hetun!"

Watching Feng Xinglang stand upright to the sports car in front, Cong Gang's eyes were warm.

The moment he passed by with Death, he opened his eyes and saw the evil eyes of Feng Xinglang first, and the words of arrogance and arrogance.

[Not dead? Kinda fun! ]

******

As soon as Ferrari stopped outside the closed courtyard, Ye Shinian greeted him.

"Lang, you're finally back safe."

Ye Shinian came forward excitedly to give Feng Xinglang a hug, but Feng Xinglang turned his arms in disgust.

"Where is my brother?" He asked lightly.

"Waiting for you in the living room."

While answering, Ye Shinian glanced behind Feng Xinglang, "Lang Brother, Boss Cong took Lan Youyou away! In front of Li Xin brother, Li Xin is probably uncomfortable! "

He deliberately told Cong Gang to leave Lan Youyou in front of Feng Lixin. There is no doubt that Ye Shinian's remarks are suspected of suing Cong Gang.

This Cong Gang!

Didn't he have to carry his elder brother Feng Lixin when carrying Lan Youyou? Why is he still up in the face?

Is it intentional?

Indeed, Cong just did it on purpose.

He wants Feng Lixin to know: When your brother Feng Xinglang avenges you, you cannot have children. You can't let Lan Youyou be your weakness!

Feng Lixin knows Cong Gang's intention! He also defaulted to Cong Gang's approach!

It was just endless suffering that spread in Feng Lixin's heart and forced him to breathe out of breath.

"I made him do it!"

After Feng Xinglang gave an understatement, he stepped in.

In Feng's living room, the lights were bright.

Feng Lixin was sitting in a wheelchair with the big white tumbler in his palm. From time to time, he touched the big white doll with a hand that was not very mobile.

Xue Luo was sitting on the sofa beside Feng Lixin, looking at a visual media textbook.

Everything is quiet and warm. Until Feng Xinglang returned safely.

"Xinglang ..."

Feng Lixin and Xue Luo spoke at almost the same time. Only Feng Lixin called frankly; Xue Luo called forbearance.

"Brother," Feng Xinglang stepped forward, hugging Feng Lixin waiting in his arms.

"Why stare at this silly big white again? It would be silly." Feng Xinglang snatched the innocent big white from Feng Lixin.

"Xing Lang, just come back, just fine!" Feng Lixin hugged his brother Feng Xinglang's strength.

Seeing the man who returned safely, Xue Luo could not help but his eyes were red.

She also wanted to hug the man as brightly as Feng Lixin, telling him how worried he was about him with the little girl in his stomach.

Xue Luo closed the textbook, just so deeply, watching every man's every move.

Seems like it doesn't look enough!

"Seeing me come back alive, unhappy? Why are you still tearful?"

Feng Xinglang walked over to Xuexue. She stared deeply into her tears and smiled.

But Xue Luo cried even more fiercely, and her tears fell down straight.

The next second, she was tightly embraced by Feng Xinglang. Smell each other's breath deeply, let each other feel each other's existence.

And Feng Lixin looked at the door of the living room eagerly. Did not expect the woman in my heart.

Feng Lixin didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to ask Feng Xinglang about Lan Youyou's whereabouts.

It's just that I'm suffering this kind of thought and worry in silence.

Seeing Feng Lixin staring at the door of the living room, Xue Luo felt a slight pain in her heart.

"Feng Xinglang, Yoyo? Why didn't Yoyo come back?" Xue Luo asked for Feng Lixin.

Realizing that the elder brother Feng Lixin had a sincere and worried heart about Lan Youyou, Feng Xinglang leaned over and explained:

"Your fairy is taken back by her righteous father! Rest assured, there will be no danger to your life, except to go back to enjoy her blessing as her princess.

Feng Lixin was silent for a while, remembered what, looked up and asked: "Have you seen that poisonous fish?"

"Well, I've seen it! I can't help it!"

Feng Xinglang said, holding Feng Lixin's hand in his palm. It seemed that Feng Lixin's hand was still shaking slightly.

Explain how nervous and frightened he was during the two hours that Feng Xinglang left.

"Know the reason why he killed the two of us brothers?" Feng Lixin asked again.

Thinking of the reason why Hetun wanted to kill their brothers, Feng Xinglang sneered: It was just because his face was not good?

This reason is so far-fetched that even Daha would not believe it!

In fact, sometimes, humans with high intelligence will always complicate simple things!

The most direct reason for He Tun's insistence on forcing the Feng brothers to run away is because of Feng Xinglang's face.

When he looked, he wanted to strip off Feng Xinglang's face entirely!

"He thinks my face doesn't look good with his eyes!"

Feng Xinglang was born cold.

"This ... is the reason?" Feng Lixin also gave a stun.

"Just an excuse!" Feng Xinglang raised his eyes.

Feng Lixin shook his head and sighed: "I really can't think of it, I have offended a big man like Hetun in business."

"It's no longer an excuse for that poisonous fish. As long as I know the reason to kill him!"

Feng Xinglang took Anshen Soup delivered by An Ling and took a sip.

"Xing Lang ... otherwise, let's leave Shencheng together! Brother ... afraid of death!"

Feng Lixin struggled for a while before he persuaded Feng Xinglang to leave.

He is not afraid of death. He even expected that he would be a hundred earlier. Better than this tormented daily with this pain.

To say so, just to make an excuse, want to let Feng Xinglang escape this right and wrong place.

"Rest assured that you will not die with me!" Feng Xinglang comforted.

Feng Xinglang still has some certainty to deal with the big poisonous fish in Hetun. Not blindly.

******

When Feng Xinglang came in, the washed snow fell in the guest room to make the bed and rest.

After hearing the footsteps of the man, Xue Luo turned around and saw the well-made brocade box held by Feng Xinglang.

Xueluo already knew that: the box had her marriage certificate with this man!

Is this what Feng Xinglang said was a gift for her?