Chapter 133: His tenderness

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Snow fell for a moment, and then came back from the messy thoughts, subconsciously asked: "Little money, what do you say? You said that I just pushed forward, is your second master Feng Xinglang?"
If it wasn't for the small money, it would be that your own mind was not good: because Xue Luo had just advanced, obviously it was the young master Feng Lixin! How can Xiaoqian be regarded as the second master Feng Xinglang?
wrong! Seems really wrong!
It seems that the housekeeper Mo just called the second master ‘Feng Lixin’ on the wheelchair, and said, ‘An An has made Dongpo meat and sizzling beef, both of which you like’!
Obviously: Grand Master Feng Lixin can't eat these heavy and greasy meats; in other words, these meat foods should be prepared for Feng Xinglang!
However, Feng Lixin was obviously sitting in a wheelchair. Why did Xiaoqian and Mo butler accidentally call Feng Lixin the second master Feng Xinglang? Is it just a coincidence and a slip of tongue?
Asked by his wife, the driver Xiaoqian suddenly realized that he had a big mouth again. Anxious to explain, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, it's my eyesight. The young master you just pushed forward to is ... I'm blind!"
"Of course you are blind!" A deep, angry voice came from outside the courtyard. It's Feng Xinglang.
Standing upright, stable and tall like the Taishan Panshi; Fengshen's handsome face was full of sharp anger.
He took the driver's money and interrupted him in time. Because if you go on, you will be able to cover it. No matter how simple this woman is, she will hear the clue.
Well, I was trained again! It ’s just that the second master Feng Xinglang is fast. It's almost the same as playing magic.
Feng Xinglang's speed is indeed fast enough: after Xue Luo left the living room, he hurriedly ran upstairs, took off his stuffy leather goods, and changed into his clothes; then he leapt from the rear window and passed by. Take a circle around the community before finally entering from the courtyard of the main entrance.
Created a scene where he just returned to the Feng family. Feng Xinglang originally thought of reappearing a moment ago, but the IQ of the driver's small money is really too anxious, forcing him to appear. Otherwise, everything is gone.
Not to mention that the driver did n’t understand why the second master Feng Xinglang was so costly and thrilling to play with his wife, even Feng Xinglang was wondering: why he was so happy to play this simple and naive What about women?
If at the beginning, Feng Xinglang was only because of the bad attempt of Xue Luo to marry into the Feng family; what is it now, and what is it now?
Is it a quirky mind? Or is the time immature?
A blue yoyo is enough for him to toss! It seems that the poisonous woman is more difficult to deal with than he imagined. It is not surprising that the elder brother Feng Lixin will meet her beauty plan, and want to die with her.
As for Lin Xueluo, wait for the right time and the right situation to show her a showdown!
Although playing with his own wife has certain risks, it still cannot stop Feng Xinglang from playing!
Because playing is heartbeat!
But the heart must be strong enough! Your brain must be good enough.
Spirit is important!
Feng Xinglang stepped forward to his phone from the driver's small money, and then stared at him fiercely. Warn him to stop talking if you say more.
The trained driver, Xiaoqian, bowed his head withered. I have to admit that IQ really annoyed the second master.
The sudden appearance of Feng Xinglang temporarily dispelled Xue Luo's suspicions and doubts. She just glanced at the man and looked away, as if she remembered that she had just forged her husband with Rolls-Royce. Xin promised: she will keep her wife's duty!
"Xing Lang, your brother wants to see you. Once you come back, go to the medical room to see him." Xue Luo brought the words of "Feng Lixin" just now.
"Well, good." Feng Xinglang responded warmly. Then walked steadily in front of Xue Luo, paused, and stared deeply at her.
The distance was so close that when Xue fell, he could feel the man's breathing gently on her cheek.
Xue Luo realized that the man was staring at himself. The sharp eyes were like a high-precision scanner; the snow on his cheeks became a little hot as his eyes drifted.
She instinctively raised her head to meet the man's fierce gaze, and her heartbeat suddenly slowed for a while.
"You ... you see what I do ... what?" Xue Luo was already a bunch of deer jumping in his heart. "You, your brother asked you to go upstairs ... see him. He has something to say to you."
"Don't move." Feng Xinglang said softly.
Snow falling conditionally rigidized his body and stared at the man's next move in doubt.
"Your face is dirty."
Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand, and gently stroked it on the snow-falling cheek with the thumb's abdomen, like a lover's kiss, provoking emotions.
Xue Luo believes, she is stunned, and touches her cheek by the motionless finger of any man.
He is tender, she is like water!
After stroking Xueluo's cheeks, Feng Xinglang didn't care about the smoothness and delicateness of her skin, but resolutely retracted his hand and walked into the living room steadily; leaving Xueluo alone with a long aftertaste.
Xue Luo felt really crazy! The emotions that had just been hard to stop were swept across her body even more!
Is that man too abominable, or is he too frivolous?
This I do n’t know what is going on, how can Xue Xue not let go! It seems to be ingrained!
Xueluo felt that he could only die to completely break away from this unknown feeling!
Tears, I do n’t know when it has fallen on my cheeks, but Xue Luo has no idea for whom!

Feng Lixin really has something to do with Feng Xinglang.
Dr. Jin, who just stepped out of the medical room, happened to meet the second master Feng Xinglang who came upstairs.
In the medical room, the smell of the disinfection solution has not completely dissipated. Feng Xinglang sniffed the smell of these disinfection solutions. It was not good, but in the past few months, he has been used to such difficulties.
"Xing Lang, how about your marriage certificate with Xue Luo? Give me."
Feng Lixin had just injected nutritional fluids, and her body indicators seemed to be stable, and she did not use a ventilator.
"What do you want those useless papers for? You should ask me: What's going on at the Massachusetts General Hospital."
Feng Xinglang gently wiped the medicine prepared by Dr. Jin on the back of Feng Lixin's hand to ease the continuous hardening of the skin.
"Xing Lang, why don't you tell Xue Luo that you are the legal husband of Feng Xing Lang? Listen to An Yan, Xue Luo has been passionate about you. You still torture her so, how can you bear it?"
Feng Xinglang guessed it right: Feng Lixin wanted him and Lin Xueluo's marriage certificate to really send it to the woman.