Chapter 1848: Love Letter 53

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"Miss Lin, this has been turned over, and you said it over and over again, will it affect our relationship?"
Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were still warm and moist. "Furthermore, my husband is also a victim ... and a victim!"
The husband said that he was a victim, and Xue Luo was unbelievable. But Cong Gang also said the same thing, that was the key factor for her to forgive her husband.
"You turned it over, I don't have it yet!"
Xue Luo snorted, and then softened again, "But if you would help me to take the old five out of Hetun to avoid punishment, I can turn it over here!"
Feng Xinglang slightly raised his eyes, squirming slightly at the corners of his lips, and didn't answer.
"Feng Xinglang, you just watch your wife get angry like this, don't want to act or show something?"
Snowfall snuggled up again. Grunting in dissatisfaction. But the attitude has obviously improved a lot.
"If you still don't resolve your hate, you can cut me again ... I deserve it!"
Feng Xinglang's interest was not too high, a bit of a broken jar.
Seeing the man's look of decadence, Xue Luo was anxious, "Feng Xinglang, do you think that my wife is really going to chop your sword? If I don't get me back in that way, Wife's self-esteem, then what face do I have to stay at Fengjia to continue to be Nono and Bugs? And what face to you to Fengxinglang as a wife? So staring at her derailed husband without dignity Trampling on your own feelings, will you end up in a house? "
His wife's remarks made Feng Xinglang feel bad for this tough and strong woman.
Rather than trying to find her own steps, women are trying to save their marriage and family.
Feng Xinglang took a step forward, hugging his tearful wife tightly in his arms, and remained silent for a long time.
"Husband, you can help me get my oldest wife! Hetun listens to your dear son ... it's easy to have a fight with you!"
Snow fell in the arms of the man and stunned, "Lao Wu has been beaten by Hetun, I am really guilty ... Xinglang, if you would help me to get Lao Xing, I will tell You have good news! "
"Can you have any good news?"
Feng Xinglang squinted at the woman who looked pleased, "Willn't it ... have it?"
In fact, Feng Xinglang said that at the time; he also knew that women were difficult to conceive because of physical reasons.
Cooperating with the action, Feng Xinglang caressed the woman's belly, her tenderness was like water and she was in love.
"I'll tell you who the bug's godfather is! How about this, isn't it enough?"
Looking at his wife's little excitement, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, "You just think: I want to know?"
A guide to refuse to return.
"You definitely want to know! But you certainly don't know yet!"
The snow falling at this moment is purely kind of lacking in mind as soon as you get it, "Because you can't play him! Hahaha!"
Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows sternly froze: This woman is so sure he hasn't investigated it yet?
"Why don't you want me to fish for you?" The man snorted.
"Don't ..." Xue Luo's coquettish Rouran, "When you take out Xing Laowu, I'll tell you who the bug's godfather is!"
"Give some hints first!" The man asked with a raised voice after seeing the woman happy.
"Well ... you know this person! You can only remind me so much!" Xue Luo was quite resourceful.
Know yourself?
"I know him very well?" Feng Xinglang asked afterwards.
"If I'm not familiar, I'll let him be the godfather for my family!"
Xueluo felt that she had spoken a little too much, and hurriedly urged: "Okay, don't ask any more! You go and get Xing Laowu out and I will tell you when I come back!"
In fact, at this moment, the snow fell, and suddenly learned to write a short check to a man first. Because she had no plans to tell Feng Xinglang about Cong Gang.
...
Feng Xinglang went 'obedient' to Repulse Bay.
In the meantime, he kept thinking about his wife's words: Not only did he know that guy, but he knew him well? The key guy is still extremely secure in the eyes of his wife! Even more than his husband!
Definitely not an amnesia and unconsciousness!
Moreover, even in Yan Bang before the memory loss, his wife would not like his screaming energy!
Bai Mo? Haven't reached that level yet!
In fact, there was someone in Feng Xinglang's mind. Just not sure yet! After all, no matter how big the hope is, how big is the disappointment.
The one who stayed outside the villa was changed to Xing Shishi. Looking at the big boy in his early twenties, the thin figure was lonely at night.
"Prince Xing ..." Xing Shichi called out.
"Actually, you don't have to guard outside! Your righteous father can't lose it again!" Feng Xinglang said gently.
"Prince Xing, come here so late ..."
"It was okay, but now it's okay: get the old five out and keep the door for you!"
This is what Shunshui is doing ... very high EQ.
"Alang?" Hetun was still very pleased with his son's sudden visit. "Did you have dinner? Have some food with your dad?"
"okay."
After Feng Xinglang responded to his face with a humming sound, he returned to business, "I want to see Xing Laowu first. If you hit this guy, you can turn it!"
"The fifth child is locked up in the basement! There is so much humidity there, I'll ask Twelve to call him out and you can talk again!"
In Hetun's mind: his son is the true son, and the other sons can only be sons.
"No, I'll pick him up in the basement! You can have dinner ready, lighter, and I've had a big stomach lately."
More than just a big stomach fire, there is no heart, spleen, pancreas or kidney that doesn't get angry.
"Okay, I'll let the chef add food!"
Being able to leave his son for dinner, Hetun's mood brightened instantly.
After Xing Shiliang turned on all the wall lights in the basement for Feng Xinglang, he just stepped outside the smart door and did not follow Feng Xinglang in.
"Prince Xing, please go slowly! If we bump into each other, our group of Yizis will be beaten and punished, and buried again!"
"I'll be careful! Even if I don't do it for myself, I will think for you!"
The answer to Xing Twelve's dissatisfaction was the cold humor of Feng Xinglang.
A little smell added to the moist, mild smell of the basement.
Xing Laowu, who heard Feng Xinglang's voice, was excited. The first reaction turned out to be to clean up his blood-stained clothes and wipe a few faces.
The small black house divided by an iron fence was not locked. Even if he wasn't locked, it was expected that Xing Laowu would not dare to escape.
Feng Xinglang walked in and sat down on the simple plank bed.
Xing Laowu was a little cramped and immediately got up to give in.
Feng Xinglang looked up and down at the stupid old Xingwu, and Jun Mei narrowed his eyes slightly.
"To be honest, if Xing Shier had hidden my woman and assisted her in escaping Shencheng ... I believe it! But you won't!"
Xing Laowu looked at Feng Xinglang apologetically and then went down again.
"There is only one possibility: my woman has any handle on you!"