Chapter 1388: Dead eyes

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Feng Xinglang was also very surprised: his trip to Petterburg turned out to be a character in the healing department?
When did you have such a high awareness?
At about 11pm, Feng Xinglang returned to his wife Lin Xueluo's bedroom with a tired pace.
The bedroom where the snow fell was on the corner of the second floor, close to the study room; it was quiet and intimate, and would not be disturbed too much.
After all, there are almost all men in Peteburg. A woman living in Xueluo for five years would look out of place. Fortunately, Xueluo is a smart woman. She knows how to reduce her sense of existence. Show face in front of those righteous children.
Fortunately, most of the sons of Hetun are not lustful. Xueluo mother and son were able to live here peacefully for five years.
But it was only relative peace, because from the perspective of Xue Luo, in the five years, every day she spent in Peteburg was intimidating!
Fortunately, everything has changed!
The man who was most afraid of himself became his father-in-law! The biological father of his own husband; the grandfather of his own child!
Really good enough to make people!
"Why not sleep yet? Aren't you sleepy?"
Seeing the woman waiting for herself, Feng Xinglang became warm.
"Xing Lang, Xing Zhuang's injury ... is it serious?"
Xue Luo had been leaning against the bed, reading a book to pass the time, while waiting for her husband's return.
"You still care about my husband!"
It is not pure to see a woman waiting for herself because of her husband, Feng Xinglang drove the woman's waist and fell together on a small bed that was only one and a half meters wide.
"Xinglang ... you sideways ... pressed me!"
Feng Xinglang's physique was overwhelmed, and Xue Luo really couldn't bear his weight.
"Little Lin, it seems that her appetite has greatly increased her appetite!"
Feng Xinglang deliberately fits more closely, squeezing the space between him and Xue Luo, "Don't you press it ... Did you find it?"
"Feng Xinglang, are you serious? I ask you about Xing Shier's injury!"
Xueluo knew that the man was tired enough today, so he started to stretch the tight muscles for the man.
"A good looking guy, he's out of shape!"
Feng Xing Langla said with a voice, "He Tun is a crazy guy!"
"Is it appropriate for you to say your own dear?"
Xue Luo mumbled and asked again, "Is Xing Twelve really hurt? Can you do cosmetic surgery later? Your brother ..."
The thought of making Feng Lixin the culprit was Hetun, Xue Luo stopped the words behind.
"If you want to comfort, I have comforted Xing Twelve!"
He understands what women want to say.
"Then Xing Twelve ... what's his mood now?"
"One big kid! Coaxing is over! Let tomorrow Mo contact a specialist in burns at the Massachusetts General Hospital and ask him to get some medicine that my brother used to heal burns ..."
Before Feng Xinglang's words were finished, he saw his wife Lin Xueluo staring at him with tears in his eyes.
"I said how the tear glands of your mother and son are so developed? It's only been half a day since I came here that wept more crying than the other one? Is this to kill my husband?
As soon as Feng Xinglang said this, Xue Luo's tears, which had been in his eyes, immediately burst.
"Xing Lang ... You are so good! I thank you for Xing Shiliang!"
Xue Luo hugged her husband's neck tightly, crying silently.
"Clarify the words first: What are you doing for Xing Shi Er? Who do you think of Xing Shi Er?"
There is indeed a jealous ingredient; but it is also to be able to soothe a sad woman to divert her attention.
"Stop it……"
Xue Luo clung to the man's cheek, "Xing Lang, in fact, you are a good person! A big good person!"
"I X! Another scolded me!"
Feng Xinglang is really not used to others to praise him with ‘good guys’. Subconsciously, he feels that he is completely out of touch with ‘good guys’!
"By the way, my master Nuo?"
Feng Xinglang ended the topic that made Xue Luo sad.
"It should be in Hetun."
Xue Luo asked Feng Xinglang's opinion with a little worry, "Xing Lang, why don't you go and bring Nuo Nuo back to our room? He Tun's arm ... Nuo Nuo loves to make trouble again ..."
Another sad node! The expression of snow falling then bleak.
"Then go with the little things! It's too cheap for him if he doesn't get into trouble for a few days!"
"..."
Xue Luo pursed her lips and agreed with Feng Xinglang's proposal.
The little guy now seems to be able to walk sideways across Peteburg. Don't worry about safety!
The only thing that worries about Xue Luo is that his son carelessly goes to trouble others!
...
To be honest, this night, I was hugged and put to sleep by her husband Feng Xinglang in Peteburg. I really didn't dare think about it before the snow fell.
It's really incredible! Or maybe there are miracles in this world every day.
The snow fell to sleep peacefully, but Feng Xinglang could not sleep at night.
There is no central idea, just the intermittent recollection of the fragments of the past.
It wasn't until early in the morning when the sky was bright that Feng Xinglang fell asleep hard. It should be that the eyelids are really stuck.
But half an hour before Feng Xinglang closed his eyes, there was a slight knocking noise outside the door.
It's not loud, it's polite.
Of course, this manner of politeness has never worked for Feng Xinglang. Worried that the woman in her arms was woken up, Feng Xinglang deliberately embraced Xue Luo in the quilt to cover her ears.
This polite knock on the door lasted only six or seven times, and the following text disappeared.
Xing Shiqi, who has no other choice, can only go to Xing Ba to discuss.
After Xing Ba brewed for two or three minutes, he gave Xing Shi a good idea.
I thought that the polite knock on the door could not be answered, and I could continue to sleep well; but Feng Xinglang did not expect: the rushing door bang came!
"Daddy ... daddy ... wake up soon ... wake up soon ... something big!"
It was the cry of son Lin Nuo who was so full of milk! Accompanied by his gasping and impetuous clap.
Which woke his son up early?
Even more abhorrent: This who made death kill his son to wake him up. !!
Why is this little thing turning his elbow? Do n’t know if his dad likes to sleep in the morning!
"Daddy ... you're waking up ... my brother is going to die ... he said he wants to see you! If he can't see you, he will ... he will ..."
What will happen?
Should be unable to remember the line, the little guy turned to look at Xing Shiqi behind him ...