"So there are three younger brothers!" Feng Xinglang called kindly.
"Stop it!"
Bai Mo scolded angrily, "You honestly tell me, do you really have a leg with Yan Bang? I heard that Lanyouyou was caught by that goblin!"
Bai Mo has always been curious about the relationship between Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang.
Not to mention that Yan Bang almost took his own life and rescued Feng Xinglang from the arson underground warehouse. It is said that in normal days, as soon as Yan Bang saw Feng Xinglang, he would light his eyes.
That feeling is like Bai Xiaoye seeing its favorite meat and bones.
But careful Bai Mo found out: From Yan Bang's eyes, he had never seen Yan Bang look at Feng Xinglang when he looked at him!
This is obviously a rhythm with a leg!
Feng Xinglang gave a glance at Bai Mo's curious look at the cat, and the corners of Fei's lips rose slightly, so he thought about it.
"Well, Yan Bang and I hide so well, but you found it!"
Feng Xinglang pretended to be a mysterious long sigh.
And Bai Mo's mouth was almost surprised to become an 'o' shape!
"My God, do you really have a leg with Yan Bang?" Bai Mo's jaw was almost falling.
"Actually, you don't know. Although Yan Bang is five big, three thick, and has developed limbs, he is an outspoken young man!"
When he said these words, Feng Xinglang felt that his teeth were harmed, and he did not know what Bai Mo would feel.
"What? Yan Bang turned out to be a little sister-in-law? Hahahaha ... hahahaha ..."
Bai Mo laughed for two or three minutes.
Perhaps he could hardly imagine: a strong man like Swassinger like Yan Bang would fall in love with the same surname.
And still the youngest sister in love!
Had it not been for Feng Xinglang's own words, that killing Bai Mo would not have thought of Yan Bang to Xiao Yan.
"You should know what Xiaoyu means?"
Seeing that Bai Mo was out of breath, Feng Xinglang asked.
"Know, know, that's the one who's been stabbed below!"
Bai Mo was simple and rude, and easy to understand.
Feng Xinglang slightly twitched his lips and continued his conspiracy theory.
"In fact, Yan Bang was very docile when he was on the cymbal! He was even more obedient than your own son Bai Xiaoye! If you make him M-shaped, he will never put it into a Y-shaped.
Wei Dun, Feng Xinglang added a particularly sensational sentence.
"That thrill of conquering, it's great!"
"real or fake?"
Bai Mo's heart moved.
"Of course it is true! In fact, you can give it a try! After seeing Yan Bang, you have to say everything, just put him on the wall and kiss him severely!"
Feng Xinglang felt that his serious face could hardly be stretched.
"But, what if he resists?"
Bai Mo still has a certain fear of Yan Bang. Although the three of them are good enough to wear one pair of pants and play the same woman.
But Yan Bang's self-assured aura still made Bai Mo dare not play tricks.
"Don't be afraid! Yan Bang is a paper tiger!"
Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows slightly raised, "This life can sleep to Yan Bang, conquer him, that is perfect!"
Bai Mo was not only excited, but also eager to try.
If he can sleep in Yan Bang, it will be too challenging for Bai Mo!
Feng Xinglang, the second child, can be the boss of Yanbang; why can't his third child be.
To be honest, Ye Zhuang is a boundless place where Mi Fei, what men and women, what men and men, and women and women are not unusual topics!
In this rapidly developing modern world, everything has become so commonplace.
Bai Mo has been blocked by the line Lang Huoyou can't find the North!
It seems that a heart must be conquered by Yan Bang!
Feng Xinglang left when he saw it well.
If Bai Mo were not allowed to try it for himself, he wouldn't know what it meant to be a crime!
Instead of wasting too much tongues, to say a bunch of explanations that he refused to believe; it is better to let Bai Mo try it out for himself: can Yan Bang be sleep?
Then all doubts and guesses can be broken without attack!
******
Feng Xinglang just came to Yezhuang's lobby and left precisely when he met Yuan Duoduo, who was dancing pole dancing in Yezhuang.
"Feng Xinglang? Feng Er Shao!"
Yuan Duoduo greeted him. Along with her, there is also a female teacher in a dance training center. I'm here to dance with Yuan Duoduo.
Feng Xing Langton kept his pace, Jian Jian frowned slightly: After all, in a place like Yezhuang, he didn't want to see Yuan Duoduo.
Feng Xinglang knew that Yuan Duoduo was a self-improving good girl; unlike the princesses in Yezhuang who depend on bitter dramas to accompany men.
"Why are you here again?" Feng Xinglang Jun's face was a little deepened. "Are you short of money again?"
Yuan Duoduo pursed her lips. "I'm not as good as Xue Luo! Become Mrs. Feng, don't worry about eating or wearing!"
"How much is missing? Borrow from me first!" Feng Xinglang said again.
"No! Feng Er Shao, I make money by acting, I don't feel shame!" Yuan Duoduo said stubbornly.
"I didn't say you were ashamed! It's just that this kind of place is really not suitable for a girl!"
How can this girl's perseverance compete with Lin Xueluo's stupid white sweet?
"Feng Ershao, thank you for your kindness! You can help me for a while, you can't help me for a lifetime! Some people become president, some people must be civilians!"
Yuan Duoduo refused to let Feng Xinglang help her.
"Feng Ershao, we're about to start. I'm going in. Snow falls and sleeps in the dormitory. You can go to her."
He waved a hand with Feng Xinglang, and Yuan Duoduo went into the night dressing room with the girl who danced with her.
Sometimes it is better to teach people to fish.
Out of Ye Xinglang's Fengxinglang, thinking about what happened, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Bai Mo.
"Mum, let me ask you something. There is a girl named Yuan Duoduo who dances pole dance in Yezhuang. She is a clean and good girl. Take care of yourself and don't let people bully her."
"Yuan Duoduo? Who is she?" Bai Mo asked casually.
"The one who came to Yezhuang with your sister-in-law last time! You cover it up."
"Feng second, do you want the rhythm of Jinya Zangjiao?"
"Well! She is my" Jiao "! You are taken care of by Prince Lao."
Feng Xinglang did not continue to grind with Bai Mo. After the explanation, he hung up.
Feng Xinglang voluntarily admitted that he had hidden Jiao here. How could Bai Mo look at this ‘Jiao’?
The woman Fang Xinglang fancy should have some meaning! Unless he is blind!
"Silent ..."
"Master Mu ..."
"Prince ..."
Bai Mo held his own son, Bai Xiaoye, and Yu Jia procured to the dressing room.