Chapter 40: I worship! love money!

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When he was a little uncle? Feng Xinglang's eyebrows rose slightly, and it seemed very interesting, but it seemed that there was a little bit of pantothenic acid, and it was boring to feel dry and unable to make out.
Thinking of marrying in the name of Feng Xingxin at first, I thought that there should not be any normal woman willing to marry into Feng's family. I didn't expect Lin Xueluo, a seemingly normal woman, to do such unusual behavior.
"Tell me about your purpose of marrying the Feng family? Don't say it so grandly, I just want to hear the truth."
Feng Xinglang did not look like a cross-examination tone, at least he could not accept this attitude. After all, in Xue Luo's opinion, no one cares more about and safeguards the body and status of his elder brother Feng Lixin than Feng Xinglang.
"Piqianjiu! I worship gold! I love money!" Since she is not allowed to speak arrogantly, then she is timid and mean, maybe this man can believe it.
Maybe even Xueluo is hard to believe: marrying Feng family is just to understand the urgent need of Yu Xia Zhengyang, in order to repay his nurturing grace, if he can't get close to Feng Lixin, then take good care of his diet Living, fulfilling her duties and responsibilities as a wife, nothing more. As for Feng Lixin's money, what does it have to do with her Lin Xueluo. She has hands and feet to support herself.
A sentence that sounds like the truth may not be the truth.
Feng Xinglang glanced down at the snow, his voice was slightly cool, "Relax, I will satisfy your preference in this regard."
"..." The man then gave Xue Luo a slight hesitation. What does she like to satisfy? Love money?
Feng Xinglang thought she would humiliate and ridicule her, but he didn't. She even said she wanted to satisfy her? It seems that he is very enthusiastic about Feng Lixin for his elder brother.
"Does it hurt on your back?" Feng Xinglang asked softly. Light, full of magnetic excitement.
The wind jumped abruptly, and the snow fell a little unaccustomed. Feng Xinglang is a man who cares about his elder brother so much that Aiwu and Wu care about her? But just now he laughed at his skin being thicker than him, so he stopped him from the hot earthen jar.
Snow fell felt for a while, still burning hot. She could only pray not to blister, otherwise it would be ugly to leave a scar. Everyone has the heart of beauty. Who cares if there are no scars? Maybe a scar is left, and it is more suitable for Feng Lixin!
"It doesn't hurt." Xue Luo answered lightly. Then he silently looked at the galloping scenery outside the window.
The next second, Xue Luo felt that the seat's backrest was leaning back, and she had more space on her side. Feng Xinglang was adjusting the backrest for her to prevent her back from coming too close to the backrest of the seat, because it would hurt.
Xue Luo's heart warmed inexplicably. But then the man wiped away the touch in front of her, leaving only his teeth itchy.
"It's best to take off the shirt, it will hurt the wound. It is not beautiful to drop the scar." Feng Xinglang said this with special tenderness.
Xue Luo vigilantly grasped his shirt with both hands and stared at Feng Xinglang in an angry look, a look of ‘you dare’.
The woman's sharp and cute appearance makes Feng Xinglang's lip corner can't help raising a beautiful curve: occasionally teasing this woman is actually quite interesting. At least at this moment, the mood will not be too depressed.
Ferrari, like an off-string arrow, roared towards Fengjia. If you want to talk about the medicine for treating scalds, I don't think they are sealed in ordinary hospitals. And is a woman's back a group of idle people waiting to see and touch? He should come and he should come in person.
The sports car stopped steadily in the closed courtyard. Immediately after Xueluo got out of the car, the man walked up and carried the woman on his shoulder again without a word.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Xue Luo was really ashamed. A little uncle carried her sister-in-law in front of the Feng family. What if it was seen by Feng Lixin? Don't let her Lin Xue live.
A steady step marched into the living room, An An greeted him. The snow falling on Feng Xinglang's shoulder was even more embarrassed, and he slammed and beat him again, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Put me down! I have my own feet and can walk!"
And all this fell under An An's eyes, but it looked like a smile.
Feng Xinglang was half-naked, straight and strong; Petite Xueluo was carried on his shoulders, and he was also wearing Feng Xinglang's shirt. An An doesn't know what happened between the two of them. In this way, the way you flirted with love and anguish, An An is happy in heart. These two young masters and two young grandmothers are finally moving towards harmony and love!
It's great! In this way, the young master hurriedly arranged the wedding for the second young master, which was quite worthy. Xue Luo is indeed a rare and good girl.
Struggling to open Feng Xinglang's strong arm, Xue Luo had to ask for help from An An, "An An ... An An, help me ..."
An An just smiled, as if saying: Madam, I don't help you, it is the best to help you. It's a great joy to have you rounded the room with Master Er earlier!
Seeing An An not only did not help himself to achieve justice, but laughed so much as to make a fool of himself. Xue Luo's heart was sad. The family, including An An and Mo butlers, was short of Feng Xinglang's protection. As if letting Feng Xinglang bully her bitch.
Xue Luo now inevitably has some regrets: I knew this was the end, and I shouldn't have hit any heroes at that time to block the crock for this man. He was burned to death by a burn! Anyway, the person who is suffering is not her Lin Xueluo!
Well now, his concern behavior at that time, in return, this man intensified his bullying. Snow fell inevitably in his heart.
While passing by the medical room on the second floor, Xue Luo suddenly shouted with a voice, "Li Xin ... help me ... your brother Feng Xinglang is rude to me again."
Xue Luo didn't want to disturb Feng Lixin's recuperation, but just wanted to play a certain intimidation to Feng Xinglang in this way, so that he could condense his behavior.
"Lin Xueluo, what are you calling my brother for?" Feng Xinglang snapped. She just wanted to apply some scalding cream to her, but this idiot woman even called her elder brother for help?
"Feng Xinglang, you put me down ..." Seeing this call evoked the effect, Feng Xinglang was a little jealous, and Xue Luo shouted several times.
"When the medicine is over, I will let you go!" Feng Xinglang ignored the clamor of Lin Xueluo.
Maybe in his opinion, this way of flirting and cursing is the older brother Feng Lixin is more willing to hear. A great way to show affection!
In the wedding room, the festive atmosphere continued.
Feng Xinglang held the scalding cream in his hands, facing Xue Xue, who was vigilant and pulled his shirt tightly.
"Just give you some medicine, don't make it look like I'm going to supervise you." Feng Xinglang said coldly.
"You put it there, I will wipe it myself!" Xue Luo warned.
"But I want to help you wipe it!" Feng Xinglang sternly.