Chapter 1287: Make a lifetime

Not only Yan Bang, but sometimes even Hetun, it is hard to escape the misfortune that Cong Gang is making fun of!

Xin Kui Cong Gang didn't take the heart of Hetun instead, otherwise, he would have to fight again.

It's only temporarily not available!

It's not impossible that he will have such an idea at any time!

Feng Jia, who had two children missing, was quiet and quiet.

Feng Xinglang only asked An Ming to cook the bowl of noodles and fill his stomach.

The two children were absent, and Feng Lixin and Mo butler also ate lightly. Did not make heavy taste dishes.

The well-washed Feng Lixin was about to fall asleep, and after hearing the noise downstairs, he put on his pajamas and went downstairs.

"Well, President Feng has also got so down that no one invited dinner?"

Feng Xinglang went to Yulong City to have dinner with Yan Bang and Bai Mo. Feng Lixin knew it; but watching his baby brother eat so much to eat so much, 80% of this dinner should not have been together!

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and gave Feng Lixin a glance. He didn't answer anything but continued to eat his noodles.

Feng Lixin sat over, put his hands on Feng Xinglang's back, and felt his health and strength.

Feng Xinglang's nature, Feng Lixin still understands.

Sometimes when you hold your breath, you don't like to talk to people. Just mute and do your own thing.

Feng Lixin waited quietly and patiently for Feng Xinglang to take the initiative to speak.

"Feng Lixin, if you can choose again ... will you give up your life to save me?"

Feng Xing Langton stopped the chopsticks in his hand and asked with a faint hint.

this problem……

"Surely not! It hurts!"

Feng Lixin said without thinking. Some pale faces with a slight smile, "One time is enough!"

"When did you learn humor?"

Feng Xinglang sighed with Feng Lixin's face still able to see the scar.

Feng Lixin smiled faintly, took over Feng Xinglang's shoulder, "With your younger brother, my brother will make a lifetime!"

Feng Xinglang's nasal feeling soured, and he put a chopstick noodle in his mouth to calm the astringency.

An An sends a small plate of beef slices to the second master Feng Xinglang's noodle bowl. She knew that the second master always had no meat.

"Lao Tzu really hoped that Yanbang was the mess!"

After a few slices of beef were imported, Feng Xinglang's words changed into another kind of fierce words.

"It's not kind to you to say that! Yan Yan and ours are not close to each other, and it's a gratitude to be able to run over to save our two brothers!"

Every time Feng Lixin heard that Yan Bang was good, Feng Xinglang didn't like to listen; he stuffed a piece of beef into Feng Lixin's mouth.

Feng Lixin didn't eat meat very much. Occasionally he was forced to eat such a piece of meat by Feng Xinglang. Most of the time, An Min will add minced meat to his nutritious meat.

Although Feng Lixin's teeth looked healthy and white, the chewing function seemed to be degraded a lot. In addition, he didn't like to eat hard foods, and he was used to drinking only soups and water.

"Why did Yan Bang mess with you again?"

"He didn't mess with me ... I didn't like him!"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of the soup in the noodle bowl. "And it's getting more and more unpleasant! Killing his heart has it!"

"lie!"

Feng Lixin was naturally unbelieving. "You want him to die so much, why did you pour all your money to redeem him when you knew he was still alive?"

"It's unreasonable! Everyone knows that Yan Bang suffered because of me! If I don't redeem him, what will others think of me? Especially Bai Mo's second sister-in-law, it's no wonder I don't complain!"

Feng Xinglang hummed and ate the beef slices on the plate cleanly.

"The child named Wudi is Abang's, right?" Feng Lixin asked warmly.

Feng Xinglang did not answer, but nodded slightly.

Feng Lixin called out a sullen voice, "Actually, the disaster I suffered was also my own peach blossoms! And you are the victim of the hatred of Hetun! The most innocent is Abang! For no reason Are being dragged in ... "

"I'm good enough at him! But he's not content! He has to go in!"

Feng Xinglang pressed his thin lips tightly, and Jun face was full of anger.

Feng Lixin glanced sideways towards An An's bedroom, lowered his voice and said lightly, "Need me to talk to Abang?"

"Talk?" Feng Xinglang hummed.

"Just talk about his" unsatisfied "and" get in the inch "!"

"Big and small, don't mess up with me! I can fix it myself!"

"Can it be solved?"

Feng Xinglang gave Feng Lixin an oblique look. "Feng Lixin, are you doubting my ability?"

"No!"

Feng Lixin sighed lightly, "Emphasis is your strength and weakness! Your past achievements can't be overdone, you can't condone Abang's overdraft of his" previous achievements! "

Feng Xinglang praised Feng Lixin with a cold eye, "Then you are still saying his" predecessors "in my ears?"

"Not as heavy as you think!"

Feng Lixin patted Feng Xinglang's shoulder gently. "Abang is a temperament! Some things are clear to him, just fine! But you are not convenient to speak, but I can!"

"Then let's hear it! Let me refer you!"

Feng Lixin stood up and said, "It's not early, go upstairs and have a good rest!"

"I'll sleep with you tonight!"

"..."

Each time Feng Xinglang proposed to sleep with him, Feng Lixin would be nervous; because Feng Xinglang would manually kick him.

"Go to sleep!"

Feng Lixin scolded, "You snore, I can't sleep!"

"Can't sleep, then don't need to sleep! We can do something else!"

Feng Lixin could not refuse Feng Xinglang. Even if he locked the door, Feng Xinglang could climb the window. Throughout the house, he crawled through all the windows.

"Don't want a woman?"

Feng Xinglang was tight in his arm, Feng Lixin was tense all over.

"No!"

"This Lan Youyou is dead, do you really see through the red dust and die out of love?"

"Take care of your own business! I don't need to ask you about my business!"

The name Lan Youyou is something Feng Lixin doesn't want to mention, but it can't be forgotten.

"Mo Ranran ... It's really good! You can try to sleep with her first, and then fall in love!"

"..." Feng Lixin pushed hard to push away Feng Xinglang, who held him tightly, "I'm not as cheap as you!"

Feng Xing silently stopped talking.

Two minutes later, Feng Lixin, who was already wrapped in a quilt, made a panic call.

"Feng Xinglang, you are messing up ... what a mess!"

"That's why you don't want to be close to Mo Ranran?"

"All said, I don't care about your business!"

"Do you really think I want to take care of your shit! I just have fun!"

"Feng Xinglang! You bitch! A rogue! Scum!"