Chapter 207: Think of how to please my brother when I'm bored!

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Feng Xinglang felt Feng Lixin's throbbing and pressed his shoulders with his hands, pressing him slightly.
"Brother, take off the mask. Miss Lan is right, all of us remember that you were handsome and handsome at the time." Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin's shoulder and slowly sealed it Xin's mask was removed.
"Do not……"
Feng Lixin instinctively wanted to raise his hand to stop it; Feng Xinglang deeply kissed his face, then pressed his own cheek against Feng Lixin's.
The two brothers embraced each other like this, quietly, safely, like Feng Lixin as a child comforting Feng Xinglang after being beaten.
Seeing the brotherly brother-in-law's affectionate feelings, the old tears of Mo butler and An An could not stop. If all this hadn't happened, it would have been great for the young master to be the gentle and handsome father-in-law.
Lan Youyou followed with sadness. Because of Feng Xinglang's sadness! She really regretted that she really shouldn't hurt Feng Xinglang's beloved elder brother like this.
She knew that Feng Xinglang must hate her. He hated her, and she didn't blame him. It's just that a man is distressed and sad because of his brother Feng Lixin's injuries. This is the last thing Lan Youyo wants to see.
"Brother, the soup is going to be cold, I will feed you to drink." Feng Xinglang's voice was husky, but warm.
Feng Xinglang passed the medicated soup bowl from Lan Youyou's hands; Lan Youyou didn't stop and didn't say much. Feng Xinglang's sadness made Lan Youyou most distressed. She would rather see Feng Xinglang's furious torment than torment her, rather than see Feng Xinglang so sad.
Feng Lixin's nose was burned a little. Without a later rhinoplasty operation, it cannot be recovered by simple skin grafting. So it seems a bit scary. The muscles on the lips seemed to twist a little awkwardly, and the job of feeding medicines became difficult.
But almost all of Li Xin's decoctions were fed by Feng Xinglang himself, so he was quite handy.
There was still a little medicated soup overflowing from the corner of the mouth, Lan Youyou immediately took a paper towel and wiped it for Feng Lixin. Lan Youyou does not rule out waiting for his brother to take medicine with Feng Xinglang. It seemed at this moment that she had forgotten that she was the culprit.
"Yoyou, thank you."
With a small wiping action, Lan Youyou was flattered by Feng Lixin. It seems that in Lan Youyou's eyes, Feng Lixin did not see panic and disgust, which made him even more grateful. Maybe he wouldn't even think of it at all, this woman is just the culprit that caused him today's misery.
Because of love, Feng Lixin in principle embraces all crimes committed by Lan Youyou. In Feng Lixin's view, all this is a must for Lan Youyou. He never blamed her.
"Brother, just thank her, don't you thank me?" Feng Xinglang took the conversation. It's just the right time to tease.
"Your boy still needs to care about me?" For Feng Xinglang, Feng Lixin has always been a petting gesture. "Okay, I thank you too."

It has been more than an hour to wait for Feng Lixin's medicated diet.
Feng Lixin fell asleep with great joy. Under the influence of drugs during the day, he slept very hard.
But Feng Xinglang's mood didn't seem to be good. He sat lazily on the sofa in the living room, wantonly sitting in a domineering position.
Lan Youyou moved over in small steps, soft like a domesticated Persian cat, and snuggled carefully into Feng Xinglang's arms.
"Lan Youyou, I really want to kill you!" Feng Xinglang uttered a vicious word from Fei's thin lips.
"I know!" Lan Youyou drew circles on Feng Xinglang's healthy Hungarian chamber with his delicate jade fingers. With his head buried deep in his arms, the fragile dare not look up at him.
When Lan Youyou saw how deep the relationship between Feng Xinglang and Feng Lixin's brothers was, she knew how much Feng Xinglang would hate her.
"I'm sorry, Aaron, I really didn't expect Feng Lixin to be your elder brother ... Aaron, I'm sorry." She buried her face in his arms and mumbled lowly. I don't know if she's doing a show, or if she really found it with conscience.
"But you can't kill me right now ... because your brother still needs me." Lan Youyou with rain is so beautiful that it makes me feel pity.
"If it weren't for my brother, would you have thought I would make you alive now? You Lanyouyou would have died without a corpse!" Feng Xinglang sternly retorted.
"I don't believe you really want me to kill me!" Lan Youyou murmured, biting his healthy Hungarian muscle across the clothes. But it wasn't very easy to speak, because Feng Xinglang's entire person was too tight with anger.
"Who is the big fish behind you? If you defend him in this way, is he your uncle?" Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
Lanyou in the arms giggled, "I'm still a young child! How could there be a sting? If you don't believe it, you can try it, because that layer is still there."
Lan Youyou held Feng Xinglang's hand and wanted to cover his big palm with his beauty; but Feng Xinglang bluntly removed his hand and pushed her away from his arms.
"Leave your stuff for my elder brother!" Feng Xinglang rose from the sofa and walked toward the door of the living room.
Leave it to Feng Lixin? Don't even think about it! Except for Feng Xinglang, no man can move her thing.
Seeing that Feng Xinglang got up and left, Lan Youyou didn't even care to put on her shoes, and ran straight barefoot, yelling, "Alan, where are you going so late?"
Lan Youyou's rushed out posture was intercepted by others. Indifferent people like millennia of ice-Cong Gang.
"Since you refuse to tell me, I have to catch that big fish myself!" Feng Xinglang snorted.
"Alang, you can't fight him!" Lan Youyou anxiously, "Don't make unnecessary sacrifice, okay? He has promised me that I won't ask you two brothers again! Alang, for your brother Think about it, he can't lose you again! "
"All you have to do is to stay with me at Fengjia! Think about how to please my brother when you are bored!" Feng Xinglang let out a cry, and then whistled into the car.
Watching Feng Xinglang's Ferrari leave, Lan Youyou's eyes darkened.
In the past few days, Lan Youyou found that not only Feng Xinglang did not return home at night, but even the servants of Feng Family seemed to be sneaky.
At noon every day, after finishing the blue-young diet, An Ye always ran secretly with a vacuum flask and ran outside. The food in the thermos bottles was not sent to Feng Lixin in the hospital.
Since it was not for Feng Lixin, who would it be for? Feng Xinglang? impossible! Feng Xinglang hates drinking these soups.
Only Xuelin Lin left that white lotus!