Chapter 567: happy New Year!

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Staring deeply at the woman's grief-stricken face for love, Feng Xinglang's heart was pierced again.
Snow fell coma on the sick for two days and two nights. Feng Xinglang kept beside Xue Luo besides finding the whereabouts of his son Lin Nuo.
And when he learned that he was gone with her second child, his heart was too painful to breathe.
I owe this woman too much ...
The sneer that the woman couldn't cry, fell into Feng Xinglang's eyes, like the endless millennium ice; the snow-fall world had been frozen, and she wanted to isolate Feng Xinglang from her world.
Feng Xinglang did not go to comfort the woman. At this moment, any words seemed pale.
He just hooked the woman in his arms again, and put her heart closer to himself.
The woman's struggling and biting returned to calm under a sedative.
Holding the woman's weak body, Feng Xinglang kissed the woman's chapped lips deeply ...
Feng Xinglang knows that what a woman needs is not verbal comfort. Her heart is already flawed and she has been disappointed with his husband and child's father. All the words are just a pile of lies. .
Lightly and gently put the woman's hurt body back to the sickness, Feng Xinglang pressed her face tightly against Xue Luo's pale, bloodless cheek, and didn't move for a long time.
It took a long time for him to stand up from the edge. Silent voice told An An:
"An Yan, you have to keep the snow falling for 24 hours. Take good care of her."
"I will, Master Er." An Yan wiped an old tear and nodded.
A woman who could not help but care, but Feng Xinglang still resolutely left the sick.
Because he knew that only the return of his son Lin Nuo would be the best comfort for Xue Luo.
Feng Xiaotuan was frightened too much and stayed in the hospital for two days for observation.
Little cutie has not spoken, just hugged mama blue yoyo's neck tightly, he refused to release it for a moment.
Lan Youyou, who was tossed by a woman for two days and two nights, seemed to be a bit tired.
However, her exhaustion and anxiety with Xue Luo's pain were two different psychological situations.
Lan Youyou was full of the comfort of her daughter for the rest of her life; Xueluo was heartbroken because she lost her second child.
The son Lin Nuo, who was once abandoned by Feng Xinglang, is still missing ... spiritually, the double blow on the physical body makes Xue Luo almost happy!
The pain made her breath bitter and difficult every time!
"Tuantu, your mommy is tired, let papa hold you."
Feng Lixin just went to see the snow fall. Xue Luo was still in the sedative effect, and fell asleep. So he returned to the children's room where his daughter was sealed.
Seeing only Feng Lixin coming in, not Feng Xinglang she was expecting, Lan Youyou's entire eyebrows went dark.
"Feng Lixin, don't make a mess! Didn't you see that Tuan Tuan had been so frightened that he couldn't keep his house? This Feng Xinglang is really like his daughter, so why not come and look at it? ! "
Lan Youyou couldn't help complaining about Feng Xinglang again.
"Lan Youyou, aren't you too much? Snow has dropped a child and doesn't say, now Nono's whereabouts are unknown ..."
Lan Youyou's indifference and ruthlessness towards others made Feng Lixin really cold.
"Can anyone blame her? It was her Lin Xueluo who asked for it! She had known that Hetun would not hurt her son, but she had to pretend to be a pitiful victim? Oh, really treat your brothers Your eyes have been blinded? "
Lan You whispered coldly. In his words, there was still resentment against Lin Xueluo's inextricable resentment.
"Lan Youyou! You ... you are really hopeless! Xueluo has made so many sacrifices ... you are simply revenge!"
Feng Lixin was so angry that his facial muscles were shaking.
"Wow ..."
The little princess Feng in her arms burst into tears again.
"Feng Lixin, what are you yelling at? How about yelling out?"
Lan Youyou picked up her daughter and sealed it, and began to pat and comfort.
"Oh well ... well, don't cry anymore. Where's Mommy ... always here!"
Seeing that she had been silent for the past two days, but her crying daughter, Feng Lixin was distressed.
"Tuantu, will papa hug you?"
Feng Lixin stretched her hands again to the daughter who hugged Lanyou's neck tightly, but Xiaohuai just shook her head and just cried.
After telling her daughter Feng Tuan Tuan about more than half an hour of fairy tales, the little cute was pushed into the arms by Feng Lixin after half a push.
Tired with sore shoulders and hurting Lan Youyou, he was able to take a breath.
Another hour later, Princess Feng fell asleep in Feng Lixin's arms. Long eyelashes flickered from time to time, as if that terrible nightmare was still entwining her.
When Feng Lixin settled down her daughter, when she looked back, she couldn't find Lanyouyou ...
Where did she go?
Shouldn't it be Feng Xinglang? Or go to Lin Xueluo in the ward upstairs?
After the sedatives worked, Xue Luo had awoken.
Still obsessed to get up to find the whereabouts of his son Lin Nuo.
The little life in her belly had been lost, and she really didn't want to lose her son Lin Nuo again.
"Ma'am, you are too weak to be at stake ... the hospital must lie down and rest. You must take care of your body!"
An An and the nurse comforted the snowfall who insisted on getting up and leaving.
"My son's whereabouts are unknown. What do I cherish for this body?"
As a mother, Xue Cheng couldn't lie down so dry on her sickness.
Lan Youyou walked in, smiling at Lin Xueluo, who was struggling to think of it, and smiled coldly.
"Lin Xueluo, you can't wait, where are you going?
Go to Feng Xinglang and let him hug you? Hurt you?
In order to win the heart of Feng Xinglang again, you really have enough blood to spare!
Look at your little tears ...
Make Feng Xinglang feel more distressed!
Don't even say: Women's tears are indeed a good medicine to conquer men!
Lan Youyou's ridiculous irony and sarcasm, every sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing towards Xue Luo's heart.
Xue Luo could not refute Lan Youyou with a word!
Her husband has abandoned their mother and son once again. What else can Lin Xueluo say?
"Ms. Lan, my wife is sad. Don't say these rumors."
An Yan really couldn't listen anymore, and spoke with Lan Youyou.
"She would be sad? Why didn't I see it? If Lin Xueluo had such a little shame, she wouldn't send herself to Feng Xinglang's concubine as soon as she returned to Shencheng!"