Chapter 661: When I am a pet dog, I think you are ugly

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"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Snapped! A slap of the face slapped fiercely on Feng Lixin's cheek, and the force was so great that he slapped his entire face away.
"I don't believe it! I will never believe it!"
Lan Youyo made a hysterical roar, shaking the space of the villa.
"Yuyou ... I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! But I really love Tuantuan, she is my life ..."
Feng Lixin looked up and stared deeply into the woman's beautiful face that was beating and distorted because of anger in disbelief.
"Shut up! Both of you brothers should go to hell!"
Leaving this sentence of indignation and filling it out of his own control, Lan Youyou rushed out of the house like a lunatic, like a runaway lioness, and plunged into the dark night.
Feng Lixin was sitting still. The silence for a long time. He didn't get up to chase Lan Youyou, he didn't know if Lan Youyou could forgive him!
Feng Lixin's only extravagant hope is that Lan Youyou should not hurt her daughter.
No matter what the adults do, they will always be innocent. She should not pay for the faults of grown-ups.
In Feng Lixin's mind, what kind of woman is Lan Youyou?
Perseverance for love, but also for love!
He really sympathized with Lan Youyou, just like his brother Feng Xinglang sympathized with his elder brother!
All the faults stem from the persecution and hunting down of their brothers by Hetun, and Lan Youyou is just an executor.
Maybe the only thing she did wrong was to use cruel and vicious mean methods on Lin Xueluo's mother and son on her way to love Fengxing Lang.
Fortunately, Xueluo's mother and son were killed.
But Feng Lixin ignored one point: attempted murder is also a sin! Also sentenced.
"Master, Miss Lan, she ... shall I go after it?"
Housekeeper Mo listened to the entire story told by Feng Lixin. While sympathizing with Lanyou, in fact, the most distressed is the young master Feng Lixin.
Because in this resentment, the young master Feng Lixin is the victim.
If he hadn't paid for his healthy life, I'm afraid Feng Xinglang would be dead without death!
"No, let her go! As long as she doesn't hurt Tuan Tuan, what she thinks of me, I recognize it!"
Feng Lixin sighed slightly.
Watching the trembling pace of the young master Feng Lixin going upstairs, the housekeeper Mo felt more pained. Three minutes later, he called the second master Feng Xinglang. Tell him everything that happened.
"Lao Mo, take good care of my brother! You can't let Lan Youyou try to hurt him. In two days I will stay with Fengjia to accompany my brother for a while, don't worry too much!"
In Feng Xinglang's heart, his elder brother Feng Lixin's life is still important. Because he knows: In all the killings of grievances, his brother is the most innocent victim.
How can such a good and kind man be without a happy life?
"Master Er ... your injury?"
"It doesn't matter, it can't die!"
Feng Xinglang sighed, "Old Mo, I'll take you to my brother tonight."
"Well, good second master!"
Feng Xinglang who hung up the phone seemed to fall into a trough.
Son Lin Nuo has been returned to Xia's home. The little thing is especially concerned that his own mum may be bullied by the witches of the Xia family, so he will rush to the Xia family before Mimi Xue leaves work.
When it comes to protecting Mummy's snowfall, the little guy has to do his duty better than Feng Xinglang's father.
After kissing Feng Tuan Tuan, who was asleep in his arms, Feng Xinglang slowly stepped down and walked towards the large French window.
A warm pajamas was put on Feng Xinglang's shoulders, with Yan Bang's body temperature on it.
Strong arms crossed Feng Xinglang's waist, and tied the robe in front of him.
"Why, are you worried about your elder brother? Rest assured, no matter how old your elder brother is physically disabled, it's impossible to be killed by a woman! Unless ... on a cricket!"
Yan Bang said half jokingly and half jokingly.
A glass of Romani Conti was handed to Feng Xinglang, who took the upper part of the mouthful.
Yan Bang and Cong Gang's life rules are very different. Perhaps changed to Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang will only drink those medicated meals that are difficult to swallow. But at Yanbang, at least Feng Xinglang was not too restrained in his diet.
Seeing that Feng Xinglang didn't answer, he just looked out the window. Yan Bang rounded his waist slightly, and he made Feng Xinglang's robe better.
"Your brother is so deserved ... that I want to be your brother! Envy, envy and hate!"
Yan Bang sighed, staring intently at Feng Xinglang's profile, the whole person seemed to be fixed by time.
Feng Xinglang turned his head, deepened towards Yan Bang's broken arm, and ran a hand and touched him slightly.
"How's your arm, aren't you disabled?"
"Disabled, will you be responsible for my life?"
Yan Bang took a sip of red wine, staring deeply at Feng Xinglang's handsome white face because of internal injuries, looking fierce, but also overflowing with endless tenderness.
"correct!"
Feng Xinglang responded without hesitation, and then teased, "But the prerequisite is: you must give me the Royal Dragon City!"
"Fuck! Does your kid really remember my Imperial City?"
Yan Bang smiled warmly, leaned over his long arm to take over Feng Xinglang's shoulder, "Even me is yours ... don't say a mere imperial city!"
"What do I want you to be a slut? I don't lack an uncle, nor a son!"
Feng Xinglang appreciated Yan Bang's eyes. He likes to come to Yanbang because it makes him open-minded and unrestrained.
"You treat me like a son!" Yan Bang pressed his forehead against Feng Xinglang's shoulder and bumped him slightly.
"Being a pet dog ... I think you look ugly!"
Feng Xinglang shoved Yan Bang's forehead closer.
Ten minutes later, the chef brought supper. Among them is the lazy beef willow that Feng Xinglang loves to eat.
"Can you think of using your elder brother's little daughter to make Lan Youyou pregnant and have a daughter?"
Yan Bang glanced back at Feng Tuan, who was sleeping soundly, "You can't figure it out! It's really Lan Yuyou's evil woman! It is too late for her to die!"
For Lan Youyou, Yan Bang doesn't have a slight favor. Lan Youyou was able to survive under his eyelids, and it was Yan Yan who looked at the faces of the two brothers of Fengjia completely.
Feng Xinglang raised his hand in the wine glass for a moment: For Lan Youyou, whose heart is already proud, such deception is indeed fatal.
Feng Xinglang did not ask the whereabouts of Mo butler Lan Youyou, nor did anyone let anyone find her ...
"Why, still thinking about your old lover?"