The reason why Xue Luo's heart hurts is not because Lan Youyou hasn't died, but because the man's unclear attitude!
She wouldn't force a man to really kill Lan Youyou ... she knew it was a crime!
She just wanted to see that when men deal with it, they can be more positive!
Don't chill your wife and children's hearts like this now and again!
Feng Xinglang held the woman's small hand to avoid, held it in his palm, and stroked it carefully.
Xue Luo wanted to withdraw the hand held by the man in the palm of his hand, but failed several times after trying hard.
A man plays with a woman's hand, like one of his favorite toys, and it seems extremely precious.
Men always do this, using some incredible moves to make women feel naive and frivolous.
Perhaps this is the special favorite of men!
Silent is better than sound!
Feng Xinglang sent the woman's hand to her lips, seemingly gentle, but when the woman was inattentive, she took a sip.
It sucked a bit, and immediately showed a red circle with a tooth mark on the back of the woman's hand.
"Hmm ... it hurts! Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Snow fell off the man. I took my hand back and rubbed it.
"Bastard! You're biting my mummy again!"
Lin Nuo immediately rushed over and hugged Mummy's bitten hand, stuck it on her face and stunned.
Seeing that his son was already a petting little appearance, Feng Xinglang's lip corner evoked a slight smile, and spread from the corner of his lips to the end of his eyes.
"Bite in your mummy's body, it hurts your dear!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, and the detective came over and wanted to hold his son in his arms.
But the little one struggled not to let his own dad hug him.
"If you don't hug me, I'll hug your mum! Not only will I hold her forcibly, but I will also bite her from time to time, will you?"
"Feng Xinglang, you are too bad! I won't hold you! Don't let Mommy hold you!"
"Just your little arm and calf, and also want to resist your dad, my thick arm and thick leg ?! I just hugged her, what can you do to me?"
Feng Xinglang crossed his healthy body and cuddled the mother and son together in his arms.
"Feng Xinglang, you loosen ... loose ... old eight, help! ... come in and save me!"
The little guy saw that he could not resist the strong pet mode of his father and father, and immediately looked for help.
The family of three was doing parent-child-wife activities, and Xing Ba was not convenient to come in and bother. At this point, Xing Ba still has it!
"Don't let hug? Then I hug a little more ..."
"Don't let the kisses happen? Then I'll kiss a few more times until I've served you!"
Feng Xinglang tightened her arms, held the woman and the child in her arms, kissed and kissed fiercely, and kissed again!
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Are you deliberately pretending that you love your wife and children?"
Snow fell finally angry.
The grievances in my heart are really unpleasant.
"It doesn't look like this is true love? What do you look at! It seems I'm not emotional enough ..."
Because he was holding a small electric bulb in his arms, Fengxing Langsuo's kiss became a bit strenuous; coupled with the woman's deliberately turning away, she couldn't get there for a while.
Then ... then the man's tongue was licked on the woman's lips! !! !! It starts with the woman's red lips and extends to the woman's ear beads.
The sticky and ambiguous, moist and wet, made the woman in her arms shiver.
This wicked man was doing such inferior things in front of his son!
"Feng Xinglang, you're so annoying! Don't lick my mommy! It's all your stinking saliva, so disgusting!"
The little boy wiped the drool on his cheek for his mum, and he couldn't help complaining, "Why are you sicker than sixteen! I hate it!"
"You're still young and you don't understand the style! Your mommy loves drool!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's little face again.
"My mummy doesn't like it ... your saliva is smelly ... how could my mummy like it!"
******
At noon and evening every day, Feng Xinglang would thicken his cheeky face, and lay in the hospital with his wife and children.
Although he would be severely stunned and roared by his own son every time, Feng Xinglang was still old-fashioned and refused to leave.
He never mentioned the matter of Lan Youyou, the progress of the case, etc.
Most of the time, he was asked by his son over and over again!
Answer the same question over and over again: killing Lan Youyou, that's the job of the police uncle! He can't control!
Seems to just let it go and leave it alone!
Since the man didn't want to say, Xue Luo didn't bother to ask.
She just wanted to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. She didn't want to count on this man!
Today is the day Xue Xue was discharged from the hospital.
Feng Xinglang told her husband that in the afternoon, Xue Luo was in a wheelchair prepared for her early in the morning.
"Nuo Nuo, go and see your wooden watch with Mommy."
After many times of Xueluo's plea, Xing Bacai agreed to sell Xueluo a favor and asked her to take a look at Xing Shijie who was unconscious.
Xing Shishi was placed in the intensive care unit. The snow did not go in.
Xing Shishi, who was entangled by various instruments, could only be seen through the glass. This is the age of Fenghua Zhengmao, but at this moment is trapped by the cold instrument.
Tears rolled down uncontrollably!
Xueluo knew: Without Xing Shishi, I'm afraid I'd already died under Lan Youyo's wheel!
Even if you don't blame yourself with Lan Youyou, in order to Xing Shishi, Xue Luo should let Lan Youyou get the right end!
"Mummy, don't cry anymore ... we will avenge the woods!"
The little distressed wiped tears for Mommy.
Xue Luo took a deep breath, trying hard to drive back the tears in her eyes.
"Nuo Nuo is right: we must let the bad guys get what they deserve! Life is only one time for everyone, and there is no difference in value!"
This time, Xue Luo has made up his mind: he will never be soft-hearted anymore; he will never go wrong again!
That would be too sorry for Xing Shishi who gave her life to save!
The man stood at the top of the aisle and looked at his wife and children in grief quietly.
I want to come to appease, but feel like the pace is heavy.
It's late.
Yan Bang seized the opportunity that Feng Xinglang wanted from him.
The vibration of the cell phone opened the eyes of the man who had no intention of sleeping in the study.
"Well, say."
Feng Xinglang rarely converged and became suffocated. After all, it's early morning.
"Wake up? Didn't make a man with his wife tonight?"
The voice of Yan Bang's dangling joke was heard from the mobile phone.
"Just finished! So I wake up!"
Feng Xinglang answered. Knowing that Yan Bang did not dare to call him this disturbing dream call in the middle of the night.
Yan Bang on the other side of the phone froze, "What you want is here!"
"Okay! I'll get it right away!"
"You come now to take it? Wouldn't it sweep away your Yaxing who made you?"