Chapter 104: Be gentle!

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The kitchen downstairs.
An An is packing the tableware. After eating a few bites of risotto on a plate, it was placed on the bar.
No need to guess, this noodle must have been eaten by Feng Xinglang. Why did you eat only a few mouthfuls?
"Aman, Feng Xinglang? Did you just go out again?" Xue Luo inquired casually as he walked towards the electric pressure cooker.
In fact, An An wants to say: Feng Xinglang is in the wedding room upstairs. The one who just talked to you was the one. But only a slight sigh. I don't know when these two young masters and second young grandmothers will not be twisted! The young master Feng Lixin's condition has not improved for a long time, it is really sad.
After seeing the black glutinous rice porridge falling in the lush area, An An asked with a soft laugh: "Ma'am, are you hungry? I've grown up that night, so I should eat more at night to avoid being hungry."
"I gave it to Li Xin. He was hungry." Xue Luo said.
"Li Xin?" An An murmured, and she later understood: "Li Xin" in the wife's mouth should be the second master Feng Xinglang. Then he quickly said, "Well, let this plate of noodles be cooked for him."
Xue Luo shuddered, "An An, you're confused, Li Xin can't eat this heavy noodle. He can only drink liquid food."
In fact, Xue Luo also has doubts: Look at the strong physique and strength of ‘Feng Lixin’, it ’s not like a person who needs to use a ventilator and drink liquid food. But be careful about everything, Xue Luo dare not take the risk to let Feng Lixin eat other food.
After seeing his wife holding a bowl of black glutinous rice porridge, she went upstairs, An An sighed slightly and shook her head: the second master was most afraid of drinking this light porridge.
In the festive wedding room, Feng Xinglang was trapped by two ringing mobile phones. Later he simply shut down the machine.
He hadn't figured out how to deal with Lan Youyou's poisonous woman. It was easy to kill her, but she was, after all, the woman Feng Lixin loved. It just killed her, it seemed too cheap for her. She still bears the blood debt of her elder brother Feng Lixin!
When Xue Luo came in holding the porridge bowl, Feng Xinglangnun frowned, his face stretched, and his head grew larger. He was really sick of this dull porridge. It's better to drink plain water to get clear, and it's better to eat rice to be tough.
"Li Xin, have you waited a long time? I have a little honey and it's sweet."
Due to large-scale burns, Feng Lixin's diet has always been weak. Feng Xinglang's eyebrows became even worse when the woman said that she had been drenched with honey.
Even if it's hard to drink the light porridge, at least it can be drunk with thick water. But the woman added sweet sweet honey ... to know that Feng Xinglang really does not like to eat sweets.
Xue Luo nibbled the porridge and fed it to Feng Xinglang's mouth; Feng Xinglang was too lazy to open his mouth.
"Li Xin, aren't you hungry, come, open your mouth?" Xue Luo was very patient. This is because she volunteers in the orphanage for a period of time every year. She has served any naughty little radish head.
"I want to eat noodles!" Feng Xinglang said directly. He has always disliked grieving his stomach.
Even if the feeding is very emotional, it must be based on the food is not difficult to swallow.
Feng Xinglang was too lazy to drink such a sweet porridge.
"Li Xin, are you tired of drinking these soups and waters? But these liquid foods are good for your body's recovery." Xue Luo can understand ‘Feng Lixin’ ’s refusal to drink oligo porridge.
"Don't call me Lixin! Call her husband!" What Feng Xinglang didn't want to hear was the woman calling herself 'Lixin' over and over again.
Will panic!
"... husband," Xue Luo called, with tenderness and shyness, but she didn't get up to change the porridge to stew noodles, "I feed you porridge. This is black Glutinous rice porridge is both nutritious and nourishing, and it is also good for digestion. "
Xue Luo sent the porridge from the spoon to Feng Xinglang's mouth again. But Feng Xinglang kept his lips closed and refused to drink.
Be gentle!
Xue Luo just held up his spoon and persisted. Until Feng Xinglang opened his mouth.
Persevering in return for the results, Xue Luo smiled softly, and used the tone of praise to the urchins, "This is good!"
Black glutinous rice porridge is very sticky and sweet with honey. Feng Xinglang even drank a bowl of porridge under the woman's persistent spoon-feeding.
As the man licked his lips, Xue Luo saw Feng Xinglang's neat and clean teeth. very healthy.
"Li Xin, your teeth ... it's fine, how can An An say you can't eat hard food?" Xue Luo didn't think too much.
Whenever I later recalled that this man was playing with his own bits and pieces, Xue Luoqing couldn't control himself and shouted to himself that he was really stupid enough to be home! Feng Xinglang showed so many flaws in front of himself, but he was still stupid and naive and always thought that it was Feng Lixin!
Later the man said: You are not stupid, and your heart is pure and simple!
"Don't you see them, do they look like dentures?" Feng Xinglang's words were quite strict. He will not admit it, only induce.
"Is it fake? I really didn't see it!" Xue fell consciously and stretched his forefinger's fingertips to knock on the front teeth of Feng Xinglang. .
The feeling was like the sudden waves suddenly appearing in the calm lake of the heart, which had been stirred from the fingertips of Xue Luo to the depths of the soul.
"You, why bit me?" Xue Luo quickly retracted his fingers. It was stained with men's wet saliva.
"I'm tired! Let's rest early." Such intimacy like fingers is far from satisfying Feng Xinglang's miss.
"Oh, okay." Xue Luo Machinery responded with a word of Feng Xinglang. Then I realized that the man was saying 'us', not 'she' or 'he' alone.
The man means: Will he stay with her tonight?
Xue Luo didn't ecstasy, but she became lightly worried. She just hoped that Feng Lixin would stop repelling her. Instead, she treats Lin Xueluo as her family, allowing her to go to the medical room, like An An and Mo butler.
"Li Xin, if you really treat me as a wife, let me go to the medical room to take care of you. I think you treat me like a family. You can go into the medical room to take care of your diet like An An and Butler ! "
"If you don't agree, it means that my wife is not qualified, right?" Xue Luo squatted and tried to look up at Feng Xing in a wheelchair as much as possible. But the man's gaze was always flickering, and he didn't seem to want to fall into her eyes.
"Sleep, I'm tired!" Feng Xinglang whispered, "Maybe we can talk while sleeping in bed!"
This is indeed a good idea!
Sleeping really awkwardly in this leather. No matter how good the imitation, it is not your own. Feng Xinglang, who was bored under the leather goods, was a little boring. He looped around Snow's waist and pressed against her back.
This posture can prevent Xue Luo from staring at him for a long time. Because of dullness, Feng Xinglanghuan's arms at Xue Luo's waist tightened slightly; Xue Luo snorted slightly.
"Li Xin, are you uncomfortable?" Xue Luo gently patted Feng Xinglang's strong arm around her waist, motioning him to relax.
"Well. Uncomfortable." Feng Xinglang said vaguely. After sucking Xueluo's earlobe, she played it lightly in her mouth.
As long as Xueluo resisted slightly, he would bite her hard; most of the time, she just sucked her earballs into her mouth.
Between her fingers, long hair with snow falling horns, it seems that Feng Xinglang likes such monotonous repetitive movements. Winding around, turning around again and again, this movement is repeated.
Even the ferocious trapped beast has a time to sniff the rose.
Suddenly, Xue Luo realized: there is a person who also likes this action. Likes to wrap his long hair around his fingers again and again to play.
Feng Xinglang!
Coldly, Xue Luo was panicked when he suddenly thought of the man. How can I do this: lying in her husband's arms, but thinking of other men! And that man turned out to be his own uncle!
Are you going to be demonized? Don't you forget about that demon?
It's enough to live by yourself!
After tangling for a long time, Xue Luo fell asleep in the arms of the man.
The light and soft body was so present in front of Feng Xinglang's eyes, and it was stained with a little bit of wish that Junduo would pick it up.
He had quietly got up and removed the obstacles on his body.
Relax a lot, but sleepless.
Feng Xinglang stared quietly at the woman in the dream: long butterfly-like eyelashes, a white and clean face, and a touch of pretty red glow; light and shallow breathing, letting the quiet atmosphere linger in love Breath.
Recalling the process of a woman's transformation from a girl, Feng Xinglang can be emotional without the prelude of the prelude.
He is a normal adult.
The elder brother Feng Lixin would choose such an ordinary girl as the carrier of his long line of procrastination.
Clean enough to be clean, just like freshly ripened fruit. At a glance, it can make a man feel emotional.
It's really beautiful!
child……
A flesh-and-blood that follows one another?
Do you want to have a common child with this woman?
In the darkness, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. It seems to have a little bit of meaning in it.
So, Feng Xinglang reached out his hand and unbuttoned Xue Luo's nightdress ...

In the small storage room, there was a strong smell.
Lan Youyou's porcelain doll-like face was shrouded with an inexplicable smile.
Behind the angel-like smile, there is a devil-like heart!
"You ... don't look at me like that. It's useless!" Ye Shinian was already staring at Lan Youyou's hair, "You saw it just now, I called Feng Xinglang twice and he called Missed ... now, it's off! "
"Then continue to make phone calls at his home!" A nasty sentence overflowed from Lan Youyou's beautifully shaped lips.
"Call ... at home? Now? It's almost two o'clock in the morning! Grandma, don't toss me anymore, okay?"
Ye Shinian found that he really couldn't get rid of this woman. In those pitying eyes I saw, a piece of pear-like rain was weak and helpless.
As if questioning him: are you still a man? Do you still have humanity?