Chapter 1121: Man on the couch

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Feng Xinglang returned to Feng's house with a glass of wine.
This is the husband Feng Xinglang in this state that Xue Luo is most unwilling to see!
She knows that men are extremely sad because of Yan Bang's death; but can't they lose their minds?
Drive back with this full body of alcohol, isn't it just kidding your life!
Why do you forget that you are already a wife and child? !!
Xue Luo distressed the man, but he did not care about his own body, and was resentful and worried.
"Xinglang, have dinner?"
Xue Luo hurriedly got up from the sofa in the living room to help Feng Xinglang, whose pace was dangling.
"Ate."
Feng Xinglang stepped forward to support his woman, "Why haven't you slept yet? Wait for her husband's favor?"
Sometimes, the small mood and love between husband and wife also need the environment and atmosphere as the keynote.
Obviously, the atmosphere and conditions at this moment are quite unsuitable to say such feelings.
"Yes!"
Xue Luo simply acknowledged the concern for the man, "Worried about drinking and driving again ... I have a heart for you now!"
"You have to have absolute confidence in your husband's alcohol and car skills!"
Feng Xinglang came over, and took a heavy on Xue Luo's cheek, printing a tender red mark.
"Feng Xinglang, after drinking, you are not allowed to drive!"
Xue Luo was serious with her husband. "Otherwise, I will let Nono go to school, and I will supervise you 24 hours a day!"
"Are you willing to keep your son from school?"
Feng Xinglang hummed slightly.
"Of course I'm willing!"
Xue Luo held the man to the sofa, and resentfully answered with a voice, "Compared to the safety of his dad, what's going to school!"
Feng Xinglang lifted his fingers and stroked the woman's white and eager face.
"Wife, when you care about me, it's the most charming!"
Xue Luo pushed away the man's hand, and sternly said, "The husband who worries his wife and children is the most hated!"
The man smiled, a slightly sloppy smile, slowly spreading on the handsome face of wine.
"Lin Xueluo ... I never expected that I would fall in love with you ..."
The man stretched his voice, feeling affectionate with hazy veins, "Are you surprised?"
Snow fell to take the cushion and lay it under the man's head to make him more comfortable.
"What do you mean?"
Xue Luo Jiao hummed, "Fall in love with me, and have you been wronged?"
"No grievance at all! I can marry you, it is the blessing of my three lives!"
Feng Xinglang stretched out his palms, buckled the neck of the snow falling forward, and brought the woman's lips over.
Just pecking, but not deep kissing.
He knows women don't like drunkenness.
Hearing the sound of the engine, Feng Lixin put on his thick pajamas and got upstairs.
He wanted to talk to his younger brother Feng Xinglang, but didn't want to see their husband and wife in the living room downstairs. Then he went back to the bedroom on the second floor, and you did n’t bother your husband and wife.
At this moment, Feng Lixin suddenly felt that she and her daughter should be moved into the smaller villa next door. It is convenient to take care of each other and keep a certain distance.
But how do I persuade my brother Feng Xinglang and my daughter to seal the group?
Before Xing Luo came to sober up the soup, Feng Xinglang fell asleep on the sofa.
"Ma'am, let's call Xiao Hu and help the second master upstairs to rest."
Housekeeper Mo has been in the study room with the snow falling in the living room, waiting for the late return of the second master Feng Xinglang.
"no need."
Snow fell a long sigh, "Let him sleep on the sofa in the living room tonight."
The housekeeper Mo can understand the purpose of his wife's falling snow: For the drunk second master, sleeping on the sofa is obviously more meaningful than sleeping on the third floor of the master bedroom. Just the comfort will be worse.
"Ah? Let Second Master sleep on the sofa?"
The most obvious one is An Yan, "It's okay to let Xiaohu move Master Er to sleep in the guest room."
"No! Let him sleep on the sofa tonight!"
Looking at the man's drunk and sleeping appearance, Xue Luo insisted again.
"Mrs……"
"Listen to your wife, just let the second master sleep on the sofa. Can remember long!"
Anything An An wanted to say was pulled away by the Mo steward, "Lao An, go and get the quilt for the second master."
Although An An was still reluctant, but his wife and housekeeper Mo were determined to let the second master sleep on the sofa.
Thanks to the role of alcohol, Feng Xinglang slept soundly tonight.
With a bang, Feng Xinglang turned over and turned to the floor.
"Well ..." Feng Xinglang snorted in his sleep, and immediately came to his senses.
Looking around, I found that I was sleeping in the living room ... on the floor?
Shouldn't I sleep on the Kingsize bed in the master bedroom on the third floor? How could it be the floor of the living room?
Feng Xinglang got up from the floor, and rolled down the feathers that were thrown off the floor, and was discarded on the sofa.
That woman was reluctant to let herself sleep on the sofa?
How did you get so hard?
This does not meet the deep love of a woman who loves him so deeply!
Feng Xinglang vaguely remembered that when the woman came home with drunk last night, the woman was very distressed to him!
With dissatisfaction and unwillingness, Feng Xing Lang Jian stepped towards the third floor.
In the master bedroom on the third floor, the woman and the child snuggle up to sleep together, especially warm and beautiful.
The bed was so big that he was reluctant to let him sleep on the sofa?
The man walked over, resting his hands on the bed and watching the mother and son in a good dream; it seemed that their mother and son's good dreams were slightly angry without him.
Feng Xinglang poked his hands in, and caressed along the exquisite and graceful figure of the woman.
With a little dissatisfaction, the man's big hands squeezed the woman's goodness ...
As he wished, the woman woke up from her doze, glaring at the man who was embarrassed, and wrapped the quilt tightly.
"Why are you so bold that you are willing to sleep with your husband on the sofa?"
The man murmured, but pressed tightly.
"You have such a big smell of wine, how can you let our mother and son smell all night?" Xue Luo retorted.
"Why do you still abandon your husband?"
Feng Xinglang embraced her from behind Xue Luo, and made her pinch her bad.
"Yes, dislike! Quite dislike!"
Snow hummed and pulled out the man's big hand to wrap his pajamas. "The sofa in the living room is reserved for you. I drunk and drove back to sleep!"
"Really?"
The man took a bite at the delicate ears of the woman, "Really angry?"
"Fate is your own, you don't care about it, and if others are worried, you can only be anxious!"
Snow fell and hummed, pushing the man under the bed on purpose.
"Wife, I was wrong ... I will cherish my body in the future! Do not forget that I am already a man with a wife and children!"
Feng Xinglang hugged the woman who pushed him in his arms, and kissed her cheek delicately.
He knew that the woman really felt bad for him, didn't give up on him, and let him sleep on the sofa for one night, which was also a manifestation of deep love.
"Asshole seal Xinglang, why did you come back?"
Lin Nuo's little eyes narrowed, and her little head came out of Mummy's arms.
"I'm back early ... just being slapped by your cruel mommy for a night in the living room sofa!"
Feng Xinglang brought his handsome face closer, "Daddy is so pitiful, hurry up and kiss his father, and give him a grievance!"
"You deserve it!"
The little boy immediately joined the front line with his mother and mother, "Who makes you always come back so late? Is it important to make money or have a wife and son? It is not important to come back to have dinner with his wife and children! It is so annoying!"
"Dad knows ... but does my son have to be filial about his words?"
The little man pursed his little mouth and hid in Mummy's arms no longer.
Later, he suddenly poked out his small head and sang a kiss on the face of his father Feng Xinglang.
Be an apology to my dad!

In the gloomy study, Feng Xinglang fiddled with a long box.
The box contains two unused medicaments: the pale blue liquid is clear and refreshing, and looks harmless to humans and animals.
Only Feng Xinglang knew that it was two doses of blood-thirsty divine spirit poison.
It has been delayed for more than a month. This half-year potion is time to be used.
And Yan Bang's death has prolonged someone's life in some subconscious.
When each piece of life is about to die, it will cause people to breed a different kind of hidden heart.
It was a memory of life and a memorial service.
Or, Lan Youyou should thank Yan Bang; Yan Bang cushioned her death with his own death.
Lan Youyou in the prison waited for more than a month, and did not wait for the second potion that Yan Bang said.
The facts prove once again: Yan Bang flickers her! I just want her to be completely disappointed in Feng Xinglang and even hopeless.
However, Lan Youyou didn't know that the outside world had undergone changes.
She is still alive and well, but the perverted Yan Bang feeds the sharks before she is buried in the sea.
Cold, Feng Xinglang slammed the box in his hand.
He thought of someone.
Someone he should have thought of.
Cong Gang!
How could I forget Cong Gang?
In fact, Feng Xinglang also thought of Cong Gang. I just feel that Cong Gang and Hetun have the same position, and they will only remove Yan State quickly.
So Feng Xinglang jumped Cong Gang over.
At this moment I remembered him again, and it was to the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted.
In fact, to put it in a nutshell, it should be that Feng Xinglang wanted to use Yan Bang's 'dead horse' as a living horse doctor.
Feng Xinglang knew better than Yan Bang's injury at that time. Even if he was lucky enough to escape the exploding cruise ship, he could not live in that area.
In other words, it is highly likely that Yan Bang has died.
If Yan Bang is really dead, it is no doubt an excuse to deceive himself by thinking of 'dead to see the dead'.
The sea's ability to break down a corpse is really too powerful.
For fierce creatures like sharks, Yan Bang's body is nothing more than a hungry snack.
Maybe knowing that Yan Bang's chance of survival is equal to zero, but Feng Xinglang still wanted to ask Cong Gang ...