Chapter 1135: Jiao is cute enough ...

"Lan Youyou is your wife, you ask me what I do!"

Feng Xinglang responded lazily.

The critical notice of the military region hospital is credible.

Lan Youyou's doctor told Feng Xinglang: Although Lan Youyou eventually resisted, two thirds of the one-half of the medicinal solution had been injected into Lan Youyou's body.

And Lan Youyou's weak physique at that time should not be able to withstand the violent erosion of the medicinal solution.

The cowardly heart, regardless of the emotions between men and women; even a wicked prisoner, at the moment when fragile life is about to pass away, has to win the compassion of others.

Feng Xing Long Ben is a person who values ​​feelings. Otherwise, he won't be sentimental about Yan Bang's death.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang also asks himself: if the woman has never been in a relationship with herself; if the woman is not the woman her brother Feng Lixin loved to die; if the woman is not the biological mother of her niece ... herself When you start, will you still be so intolerable?

Feng Xinglang is not a villain, but he is not a good stubble either!

So cruel to a beautiful woman, that more or less breeds a little bit of compassion for a man!

"Xinglang, the Military Region Hospital said, Youyou can't live long ... she cried again and said that she wanted to see the group ... For the sake of the group, I want to take her back to her family and take care of her funeral.

Just paused for a moment, Feng Lixin stated in a hurry, "Let her live in the small villa next door, and I will pay close attention to her and not let her hurt Xueluo and Nono again."

"Okay, you want to take your wife home and settle. No one will stop you, and no one will stop you!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "You don't have to look at Tuan Tuan's sake, nor do you have to look at any of us!"

Feng Xinglang knew that Lan Youyou would return to Feng's house again this time, and only Mo Ranran could hurt.

He will not allow it and will not give Lan Youyou the chance to hurt his wife and children.

It's just bitter Mo Ranran!

However, Mo Ranran wants to be Feng Lixin's woman, she must go through the level of Lan Youyou!

Otherwise, even if she has an attachment to her brother Xin, she won't be able to eventually become Feng Lixin's wife and lover, another hostess of the family.

"Xinglang, I'll watch you carefully! She's running out of time, I think ..."

"Okay, don't fret!"

Feng Xinglang stopped Feng Lixin's endless revelation. "You are the boss of Feng family, and you are afraid that my brother will not bite you?"

"Xinglang ..."

Feng Lixin choked, "Thank you!"

"I really want to thank me? Let's make a promise tonight!"

Feng Xinglang humorous. Just don't want to be too polite and out of sight between their brothers.

If you want to do something for your unforgiving wife and do your duty as a husband, you need to be so jealous of his brother's feelings.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang promised to be so refreshing, and there was also Yan Bang's credit.

The death of Yan Bang made Feng Xinglang cherish the brotherhood between brothers even more.

Feng Xinglang hung up the phone, Jun face was cold.

I don't know what he is thinking, but I can only feel that his heart must not be calm at this moment.

Feng Xinglang looked around and saw his son sleeping in a small bed not far away. There was a duvet folded into two layers, and a duvet was covered. The little boy was sleeping soundly, and his little face was flushed.

How can this Cong Gang be so thick and thin?

Why didn't you find yourself a duvet?

With this complaint, Feng Xinglang felt that his old waist was even more sore. Real hardwood bed, he slept all night!

It doesn't matter if he sleeps like this, the key is that he always sleeps on high-quality latex mattresses.

Kissing his son's warm little face, Feng Xinglang began to look around.

This is a simple wooden house built on the move. It's as simple as living for primitive people. It is similar to Cong Gang's description. It is not surprising that the village is not in front of the village and the store is behind.

There is indeed a graveyard on the right front. It's scary to watch during the day, let alone at night.

Although Feng Xinglang doesn't believe what ghosts and gods say, it is still uncomfortable to be neighbors of these dead people.

When Feng Xinglang came downstairs, he only saw Cong Gang sitting alone on a wooden table in the corner, peeling Brazilian pine nuts.

A lot of pine nut shells had accumulated on his hand; the sealed box on one side was almost filled with pine nuts.

"You stripped this thing overnight without sleeping?"

In terms of quantity, it takes seven or eight hours for one person. And Cong just peeled not fast.

"The bed is occupied by you, so find some work to do." Cong Gang calmly responded.

"You pig head? Wouldn't you find a few boards and build another one ?!"

Feng Xinglang hummed, picked up the sealed box and poured some pine nuts into his mouth.

Cong just didn't answer and started packing up those pine nuts.

"You say you're such a big living person, living in a dead pile ... what do you think?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at the grave again.

"quiet!"

"quiet?"

Feng Xinglang's lips hummed, "Are they not afraid that they would come out and chat with you in the middle of the night?"

"It's even more likely to get into me in the middle of the night, except for your father and son, there should be no other people! Whether dead or alive!"

Cong Gang's remarks brought a little ... resentment in his domineering?

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Feng Xinglang sneered scornfully, "What a **** you are! No one isn't a ghost!"

As soon as I moved over the chair and wanted to sit down, I felt sore from the waist. Feng Xinglang gave a subconscious support with his hand.

"Why didn't you **** get a quilt for Lao Tzu?" Feng Xinglang complained.

"It's you who are too coquettish!"

Cong Gang raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang's waist.

"Lao Tzu's body is expensive and expensive! It's not like you are such a poor ghost!"

Feng Xinglang was dissatisfied with Cong Gang's attitude that he had no such master.

"Jiao is cute enough, it's expensive ... and Yan Bang will hold you above your head and hold it in your palm! Don't be too self-righteous!"

Talking to Cong Gang always provokes an unknown fire in Feng Xinglang's stomach.

Sometimes Fang Xinglang wondered: What is the reason for making himself so "forbearing" to keep Cong Gang's unseen dog stuff alive until now? He was not wronged hundreds of times!

"Some kind of don't lick your face to save me!"

Feng Xinglang took an angry cold hum.

"Save you just to understand dull! Don't think too much!"

When Cong was so cold, he uttered a bit of irony, which really made Feng Xinglang anger.

"Hungry! Get food!"

Feng Xinglang was too lazy to say anything more to Cong Gang.

Looking at the thin but firm back of Cong Gang turning around, Feng Xinglang suddenly came up with a very evil thought:

If this guy was burned out and left on the commercial street ... would he be so depressed that he wanted to die?

When Feng Xinglang and his son rushed back to Feng's home, it was already a sunny day outdoors.

Because Brother Nono did not go to school, Fengtuan also reluctant to go home.

"Uncle ... Brother Nono ... you are finally back! Tuan Tuan has been waiting so hard!"

The little cute rushed over, instead of rushing to her uncle Feng Xinglang with her arms wide open waiting for her, but rushed directly to the Lin Nuo boy carrying a red Chinese knot in his hand.

This big Chinese knot was given by Cong Gang. Seeing that there was nothing more interesting in the wooden house, the little boy accepted it.

"What are you doing with snot? I hate it!"

Although the mouth was so scolded, the little guy didn't push away the closed group. After letting her hold for a while, she pulled her little arm away from herself.

"Does Brother Nono want to get together?" Xiao cute milk asked.

"I don't think!"

The little guy found a place to hang up the Chinese knot in his hand, "Why should I miss you? Annoying!"

"Tuantuan, what about your aunts? Wouldn't you be studying early in the morning?"

Feng Xinglang glanced towards the study. The demon woman is coming back, he must let his own woman lower his eyelids for 24 hours.

"Xinglang, are you back?"

Xue Luo came out of the study, carrying a pile of documents and materials, "It's great, I'll leave it to you! Today you work harder, take your two children to work."

"What do you mean?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman with light makeup.

"I'm going to the talent market. There is a big job fair today!"

For this job fair, Xue Luo has been preparing for more than a week. She has also been studying for more than half a year, and it is time for her to show off her skills.

"My wife, Feng Xinglang, is going to the talent market? Am I right?"

Feng Xing Lang Meiyu all gathered up, "Shouldn't you go to help her husband recruit talents?"

"I find myself a job!"

Knowing her husband's sorrow, Xue Luo kept secretly flicking her resume and information. The effect of online file submission was not ideal, so she wanted to experience it in the talent market.

"Noisy again!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward to take the resume from Xue Luo's hand, but Xue Luo flashed aside alertly.

"I didn't make trouble with you! I really want to find work to feed myself!"

"What the **** ... what's the matter? Lao Mo didn't give you enough pocket money? Husband has it, how much you want!"

Of course, Feng Xinglang would not agree with what kind of work Xue Xue would go to and make any money. "You can spend money for me, my husband is honored!"

"Xinglang, it's not a matter of money! I don't want to waste my future life."

Xueluo cat was standing, trying to run away from Feng Xinglang out of the living room. But was stopped by the man.

"Speaking so profoundly ... Do you have the heart to leave your husband and children to serve others?"

Feng Xinglang hugged Xue Luo's waist, put on his handsome face, and sucked heavily on the woman's face.

"Everyone living in the world must reflect its value in life! Feng Xinglang, you can't be too selfish!"

Xue Luo also thought about sneaking to find a job first, but in order to avoid the trouble of finding a man without letting her go, she decided to be honest with the man first.

"Good son, your mother must be sad to leave our father and son to serve others, do you agree?"