Chapter 1072: What do you mean?

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Furthermore, it is impossible for a nobleman such as Feng Xinglang to have outstanding achievements without unnecessary entertainment; of course, Lin Xueluo knows this and can understand it.
"Stupid, wouldn't you say: Did Feng Xinglang drink too much stomachache?"
Cong just whispered. At first, considering Feng Xinglang's keen sense of smell, he sent Ba Song, who was not too smooth, to send him to him; however, there were advantages and disadvantages to everything, Cong Gang felt it.
Ba Song stunned: This excuse is really good! Lin Xueluo distressed her husband Feng Xinglang's body, of course he would come over.
After hanging up Cong Gang's phone, Ba Song immediately dialed Lin Xueluo.
In the evening, Lin Nuo, who had ‘done a fight’ with Feng Tuan Tuan, slept early. The battle finally ended with crying noses to find papa Feng Lixin. I didn't really hit her, so I taught her a few words. Let her know ‘It ’s not right to be entangled with Brother Nono! '
Xue Luo half sat on the bed, looking at her graduation thesis while accompanying her sleeping son Lin Nuo. In two or three months, she will be able to graduate successfully and enter the internship stage.
"Mrs. I'm Ba Song."
"Ba Song, are you back with Mr. Feng?" Xue Luo asked, admonishing: "Don't let Mr. Feng drink too much wine."
"Feng always drank too much, and his stomach hurt so much. People are in Yezhuang ... what do you say, madam?"
"Ah? Xing Lang has a stomachache again?"
Xue Luo sat up from the bed and couldn't help complaining: "Why doesn't he take care of his body so much? It wasn't Baimo's treat tonight, why did the three of them drink wine?"
"Ma'am, why don't you come for a trip? Mr. Feng may not be sure what time to drink."
There is still room for Ba Song to speak. Dare not mention Yan Yan's refusal to let go.
It was just that he threw this tricky question on Lin Xueluo, which didn't seem to be kind. After all, Lin Xueluo is a female streamer. If she really catches up with Yan Bang, she may be the one who suffers.
In fact, if you do n’t say something, if you do n’t know it, there will be nothing in the world; but some people just do n’t want such peace!
"Okay, here I am!"
Xue Luo, who had hung her mobile phone, was about to get up, but she hesitated when she saw her sleeping son Lin Nuo hugging her waist.
Between the sleeping son and her husband with a stomachache, Xueluo finally chose to go to Yezhuang and return the stomach medicine.
Her husband, Feng Xinglang, is already an adult man. She doesn't know how to do things, and she can't help it. All she can do is to remind her husband to cherish his own body, which is tantamount to cherishing this hard-won home.
Xue Luo hurried downstairs and rummaged through the storeroom to find her husband Feng Xinglang's stomach medicine that he hadn't used for half a year. With the housekeeper of Mo, these commonly used medicines are always available, and they are often replaced with new ones.
"Ma'am, what are you looking for? Is it uncomfortable?"
Standing up was Mo butler, who had just finished his accounts before returning to his room to rest.
"Mr. Steward, Xinglang drank too much. He said it was a stomachache. I want to send some stomach medicine to it."
"Master Er drink too much stomachache? Where is the person?"
"In Yezhuang, talk to Yan Bang and Bai Mo."
After hearing Yan Bang ’s name, the Mo steward frowned slightly: he was grateful for the asylum that Yan Bang gave to the two brothers of Feng Jia; People ... not so good after all!
"Ma'am, Nono is at home. How can you go away ?! Or I'll go to Yezhuang to give stomach medicine to the second master! I will tell the second master to drink less alcohol."
Unwilling to sleep on the third floor alone, the snow fell and nodded, "Mr. Butler, you have a trip so late!"
"Mrs. you have gone out, this is the job of Lao Mo! Go upstairs and accompany Nono. The child will fall asleep when he wakes up alone, and he will be afraid!
The Mo butler kept a few words, so he kept Xueluo, took his stomach medicine, and called the driver Xiaohu to rush to Yezhuang.
As soon as Feng's nanny car stopped in the parking lot of Yezhuang, Ba Song came over.
I didn't see Lin Xueluo when I opened the door. I was slightly disappointed. "Old Mo? Where's my wife?"
"Do you think it's appropriate for my wife to come to such a flowery place so late?"
The Mo steward did not answer but asked Shang Ba Song.
"..." Ba Song was asked, muted.
"Where is Master Er? Take me there."
The housekeeper Mo glanced at the people who came in and out of the parking lot, and straightened his brows: I felt that people who came to this place were either three or four!
"Second Master, he ... he was carried to the top floor suite by Yan Bang, you ... I'm afraid I can't see him."
Ba Song had no hope of the arrival of Mo's housekeeper: how could an old man be Yan's opponent!
"Let you lead the way, you lead the way, what a waste!"
Mo's housekeeper reprimanded, "Don't take improper dry food!"
"Okay, please, bean bag steward!"
At this moment, when nothing can be done, he can only try it.
Maybe Mr. Mo's "Relying on the Old and Selling the Old" will work!
"Is your phone call to your wife?"
Mo steward asked tentatively as he walked.
Because it was impossible for Second Master Feng Xinglang to call his wife so late that his stomach hurt.
Even if it really hurts, he would bear it.
"Um." Ba Song snorted softly.
"In the future, just call me! My wife has to take care of the young master at home. What worry do you have for her? Besides, is it safe for my wife to come to such a windy place at night?"
Wei Dun, but the housekeeper Mo turned his head and gave Ba Song a stern glance, "I really don't know what your kid wants! If you let the second master know that you are talking and making phone calls, maybe you will draw you!"
"..." Ba Song said directly in silence: This old guy, too, isn't it?

In the passage on the top floor, the head of the leopard stopped Mo butler and Ba Song.
"Hi this gentleman, I'm the steward of Feng's family, and I'm here to give my second master a stomach medicine; he has a stomachache. I'm sorry for your convenience!"
"Erye has a stomachache?" Panther head sideways glanced at the door of the suite.
"Yes! The second master called the phone in a hurry. I didn't even have time to change my clothes, so I rushed."
Mo butler said quickly.
The leopard head thought he had taken the stomach medicine in Mo's house and sent it to the room; but when he saw Ba Song behind him, he let Mo's house go.
"You go to deliver the medicine; he stays!"
He will not let go of anyone who is trying to do bad things.
After getting permission, Mo butler hurriedly walked towards the suite.
The continuous knock on the door sounded, and Yan Bang, who had just cleaned up Feng Xinglang and the vomit on himself, jumped over from the sofa and hit the door with some irritability.
"Old Mo?" Yan Bang asked sharply.
Seeing Yan Bare's upper body, Mo butler stared nervously into the room.
"Mr. Yan, where is my second master?"
"Asleep! Do you have anything to do with him?"
Before waiting for Mo's housekeeper to answer, Yan Bang sighed again, "What's up to say tomorrow!"
"Master Er had too much stomach pain. I came to give him stomach medicine."
The housekeeper Mo wanted to enter the bedroom, but Yan Bang's strong posture lay across the door and couldn't break through.
"Who said Feng Xinglang drank too much stomach pain?" Yan Bang asked sharply, "Ba Song?"
Mo steward gave a stunned answer: it was really Ba Song's own call.
The housekeeper Mo did not answer Yan Bang's question, but instead avoided the problem and said lightly: "General President Yan, I will go in and give my second master a little hangover stomach medicine, and he will be more comfortable when he wakes."
"give it to me!"
Grabbing the stomach medicine from Mo's steward, Yan Bang had to close the door; but Mo's steward quickly blocked one of his arms.
"General Yan, Nono clamored for Master No. 2 to go back to sleep with him. He has been so upset that he refuses to sleep by himself."
Even if it was an adventure, the butler Mo also wanted to try if he could return the drunk second master Feng Xinglang.
"Where is Lin Xueluo? Can't she coax her own child?"
Yan Bang had a scared face, with obvious unhappiness.
"My wife is not feeling well today. Second Master ... Second Master ... Nono is waiting for you to go back! Second Master ..."
After receiving a casual sentence, the housekeeper Mo shouted into the room a few times, hoping that the second master Feng Xinglang could hear it.
"Okay, don't shout! Don't shout again! I'm going to be angry! You can't afford the consequences!"
A gravitational push from Yan Bang, even the old but strong Mo butler, could not defeat his brute force, and slammed directly against the wall, shaking his head with a buzzing sound.
The housekeeper Mo was a wise man. After the vertigo was eased, he left without making a noise.
With his shout just now, if the second master is not drunk and unconscious, he will surely hear it.
It's not good for anyone to tear his face with Yan Bang.
Moreover, Yan Bang's kindness to the Feng family is heavy and countless.
After telling Ba Song, the housekeeper Mo rushed back to Feng with the driver Xiaohu.
Xue Luo was still awake, and immediately after hearing the sound of the engine, she got up and went downstairs.
"Butler Mo, how about Xinglang? How is Xinglang?"
"Oh, I have given stomach medicine to the second master. The second master just vomited something, which is not a big deal. When he saw that he was asleep, let him stay in Yezhuang and rest with Master Mo. Master Mo also drank too much."
"Oh, that's fine, all right."
Xue Luo sighed slightly and couldn't help complaining, "This Bai Mo is a man who is a father, and still so sturdy!"
Tonight, Bai Mo is making a dinner in the east. Feng Xinglang reported to Xue Luo in advance.
"Perhaps he was so happy that Master Master Mo was so happy!"
"Bai Mo is glad Bai Mo. What kind of biao is Xinglang following? It makes him look like a father again, so he doesn't care about his body!"
"This young man, it's normal to be too happy when you are happy!"
In order not to let Mrs. Xueluo continue to complain or ask anything, the housekeeper Mo urged again: "Mrs., it's late at night, please hurry upstairs to rest. Don't let Nono wait too long!"
Snow fell and nodded. "I'm going upstairs now. Old Mo, Xinglang is back. You have to talk about him."
"I know. When Master Two returns, I must persuade him."
The butler of Mo should respond well.
It's time to persuade Er Shaoxing to seal Xinglang!
Watching Snow fall upstairs, Mo butler had to sigh silently in his heart.