Chapter 315: Ripped window paper

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Lan Youyou was shocked by Feng Xinglang's radon. He clenched his red lips and stopped snoring.
It's really scary to think about it: a child just 8 years old chased a dog five or six miles away, and then smashed the dog alive with stones! Just because this dog bit his elder brother Feng Lixin?
It seems that freezing three feet is not a day's cold: Feng Xinglang has been a rage since he was a child!
"Xinglang, why are you yelling again? It's all my fault, I shouldn't tell you such a thing."
Feng Lixin is a good old man. He used to embrace all his mistakes. Especially when dealing with your loved ones and loved ones.
Feng Xinglang approached the patient's bed, picked up Feng Lixin's hand for skin expansion and softening from the sterile cloth, and carefully examined and compared.
"Feng Lixin, I really doubt: if it was Zhang San or Li Si who were trapped in the underground warehouse, you would have died with your life, right?"
Feng Xing Lang casually asked.
"I'm not as noble as you think! Of course I want to live!" Feng Lixin smiled.
Life is only once for everyone. But Feng Lixin gave this limited life to Feng Xinglang!
Feng Xinglang suddenly fell silent and remained silent for a long time.
Feeling Feng Xinglang's mood was heavy again, Feng Lixin quickly held his hand instead.
"Xinglang, don't frown. Brother is much better now! I just hope you can live well and be happy."
Feng Xinglang said nothing and didn't want to say anything.
Just leaned over and kissed Feng Lixin's scarred face.
An Chan walked in with a bunch of thermos bottles with Xiao Qian. Because Feng Lixin's treatment time is long, it is not suitable for short-term running and tired, so the lunch at noon was delivered by An An.
"Ana, has Xueluo eaten? She didn't go to school this weekend."
Feng Lixin asked with concern while taking food.
"Did not go. Sleep at home! Just before I came, I gave her a bowl of fresh mushroom and fish balls. My wife finished eating and fell asleep! It is estimated that the school recently has too much sports and is prone to sleepiness!"
Too much sports? Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes narrowed: I think I was tired from Feng Xinglang!
"Oh, don't bother her, let her rest well." Feng Lixin said gently.
"Master, rest assured. I will take good care of my wife."
Feng Xing Lang Yingting's eyebrows lightly raised: Did she toss her in the kitchen last night for a while, why was she still trapped like that? He didn't yell at all the hard work, and that silly white sweet was really arrogant! It seems this movement will be done often!
As usual, Feng Xinglang took the bowl to feed Feng Lixin; but Lan Youyou took it.
"Allen, eat it yourself. I'll feed your brother."
Lan Youyou had grown out of sight, so beautiful as a fairy who didn't eat human fireworks. And this moment's soft voice softened her kindness and purity.
Feng Xinglang did not insist, but supervised Lan Youyou to feed Feng Lixin.
Feng Lixin eats slowly, and Lan Youyo feeds slowly; from time to time, he uses a chopsticks to clamp a piece of beef tenderloin or sticky sticky meat skin into Feng Lixin's mouth.
"Yoyou, you worked hard!"
When Feng Lixin looked at Lan Youyou, his eyes were full of tenderness.
But Feng Xinglang wanted to know: how much of Lan Youyou's tender feeding was disguised?
Everything is pretty good. At least on the surface.
But Lan Youyou was itchy again!
She took a piece of Dongpo meat and fed it to Feng Xinglang's mouth. "Alang, are you hungry, too? Eat a piece of meat."
Feng Xinglang didn't open his mouth, but stared at Lan Youyou with sharp eyes to warn her that it was not suitable for her actions.
"Why, shouldn't you betray the chopsticks your brother used?"
Lan Youyou deliberately asked so.
Feng Xinglang had eaten even the fish that fell on Feng Lixin, how could he dislike the chopsticks used by Feng Lixin?
Lan Youyou did this just to ‘make peace’ with Feng Xinglang.
If Feng Xing Langken opened his mouth to eat, it means he had forgiven her; but if Feng Xing Lang refused to open his mouth ...
"I don't hate my brother, but I hate you!"
This time, Feng Xinglang refused simply and simply, leaving no trace of reverie for Lan Youyou.
Watching the beloved woman lift chopsticks for a long time, Feng Lixin was really distressed.
"Yuyou, give it to me. These days I'm widowed and want to eat meat." Feng Lixin didn't want to make Lan Youyou too embarrassed.
The Dongpo meat on the chopsticks was not delivered to Feng Xinglang's mouth, nor was it intended to be delivered to Feng Lixin's mouth, but was eaten by Lan Youyou himself.
Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes were stained with tears, and she was about to come out.
"I also said that I want to be a nanny for my brother. As for your attitude, it is unqualified in the first place!"
Feng Xinglang took the spoon from Lan Youyou and began to feed Feng Lixin himself.
"Feng Xinglang, I hate you!" Lan Youyou ran out with tears in her eyes.
Left indifferent Feng Xinglang, and distressed Feng Lixin.
Feng Xinglang fed the medicated liquid food, and Feng Lixin did not open his mouth; Lan Youyou cried and left, as if his heart had gone with him.
"Xinglang, isn't it just a piece of meat, can you just eat it?"
"Feng Lixin, are you a little bit successful? That's a woman you love to die for! You may become my sister-in-law in the future. Why did you let me eat the meat she fed? Isn't this your lack of mind?"
Feng Xinglang reprimanded fiercely. Don't leave a little affection for Feng Lixin.
"Did I sleep her, can you bear it?"
Feng Xinglang asked another radical question.
Feng Lixin was silent and didn't know how to answer. It took a long time to say a word: "In fact, I can see that you are the one you like."
This layer of window paper was eventually pierced by Feng Lixin himself.
Feng Xinglang stared at Feng Lixin coldly, and said in a cold voice: "What do you mean: Want to give me Lan Youyou?"
Feng Lixin felt a pain in his heart. The whole person shuddered slightly.
"If you can make Yoyo happy ... I will!"
"Feng Lixin, you put P!"
Feng Xinglang roared fiercely, "Feng Lixin, as long as you say: you don't love Lan Youyou, I will throw her away from this twelfth floor!"
"Xing Lang, don't ... you don't get excited ... calm down! I like you, I love her."
Feng Lixin was so nervous that he was holding his hands together, and he hugged Feng Xinglang, who was almost out of control.
"Please don't hurt Yoyo! I like her, I love her!" Feng Lixin hurriedly confessed.
"Feng Lixin, you remember: if you love her, she can live; if you don't love her, then she must die!"
Feng Xinglang hissed, "I hope I can dig out Lan Youyou's tumor as soon as possible!"
"Can't dig! You dug her, and my brother can't live! Keep her life, and the one who will not hurt you is Yo Fenglang!"