Chapter 105 A-Lang, Please Hug Me...

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In an instant, the man's desire to protect was lifted.

Ye Shinian really couldn't bear Lan Youyou's pitiful appearance, ready to burst into tears.

It seemed that if I refused to help her, I would be treasonous!

"Okay, okay, auntie, I'll call you right away!" Ye Shinian took out his phone again and called the Feng family's old house.

On Lan Youyou's pear-blossoming face with rain, a faint smile overshadowed her. It was obvious that she was not happy. It's not because he was put under house arrest and freed, but because the man named 'Feng Xinglang' is not here!

Any hell with him is a paradise for Lan Youyou!

And any heaven without him would be hell for Lan Youyou!

So, after Lan Youyou learned of Feng Xinglang's whereabouts, she tried every means to escape from that palace-like castle, and came to follow Feng Xinglang's whereabouts.

At two o'clock in the morning, the landline suddenly rang in Feng's house, almost making the whole villa into a commotion. But except for Feng Lixin's medical room.

Perhaps it was because the landline rang a few times before being answered, Xueluo opened his eyes with difficulty from the hazy sleepiness, "It's so late, who called? There should be something urgent."

Feng Xinglang beside him let out an 'um', he slept later than Xueluo, he wanted to think about some kind of exercise, maybe he was tired, looking at the sleeping beauty in his arms, Feng Xinglang also Can sleep peacefully.

A kind of warmth and leisure at home. For more than four months, he has almost never appeared in Feng Xinglang's life!

Feeling the powerful arm around her waist, Xueluo realized that she fell asleep with 'Feng Lixin' last night.

"Lixin..." Xueluo instinctively reached out to turn on the lamp by the bed.

"Don't turn on the light!" Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice. Because there is no voice changer between his neck and neck, his voice is clear and thick.

Although, Feng Xinglang deliberately lowered his voice.

But although the voice was deep, it was not as old as Feng Lixin, nor was it as magnetic as Feng Xinglang. A male voice between Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang.

"Lixin?" Xueluo murmured suspiciously, wanting to touch Feng Lixin beside him.

Because the skins that were close to each other fed back a message to Xueluo: a man's skin is very smooth and healthy.

The moment the table lamp was turned on, Feng Xinglang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and covered himself with a whole blanket. from head to foot.

"Lixin, what are you doing wrapping yourself up?" Xueluo was slightly taken aback.

"I'm afraid I'll scare you." Feng Xinglang's voice was deep and heavy.

"I'm not afraid anymore..." Xueluo's heart twitched slightly.

It seemed that 'Feng Lixin' would be so considerate: he was afraid that his burnt face would frighten her in the middle of the night.

"Don't wrap it up, I'm not afraid anymore." Xueluo approached Feng Xinglang.

The more considerate the husband was to her as a wife, the sadder she felt. Two days ago, I slept with Feng Xinglang...

With such an association, Xueluo felt that she was truly ashamed of her husband.

"Second Young Master... Second Young Master..." Butler Mo's eager cry came from downstairs. Hearing the cry, it seemed that he had already rushed up to the second floor.

Feng Xinglang who was in the blanket frowned slightly: This Butler Mo is probably confused, doesn't he know that he is playing the game of the civet cat pretending to be the prince?

"Xueluo, go out and have a look." Feng Xing wanted to send Xueluo away sharply.

"Oh, good." Xueluo agreed, while walking towards the door. After all, Butler Mo's cry was very urgent, it must be because something important happened.

In the corridor, Xueluo almost bumped into Butler Mo who hurried upstairs.

"Madam, where is the second young master? Still asleep?" Butler Mo asked anxiously.

Xueluo was really startled: How could she know whether Feng Xinglang was asleep or not?

Perhaps in Butler Mo's opinion: news about Lan Youyou is much more important than the second young master playing with his wife.

"I, I didn't see Feng Xinglang... Didn't he go out at night? He came back again?" Xueluo asked in confusion.

"Hey, this second young master is still so playful!"

Butler Mo said something that made Xueluo cloudy, and rushed towards the master bedroom on the second floor, including the wedding room.

"Butler Mo, Feng Xinglang is not in the room... Lixin is asleep." Xueluo kindly reminded the reckless Butler Mo.

When Xueluo and Butler Mo walked into the wedding room together, the bedroom was already empty. Only Feng Lixin's wheelchair remained in place empty.

Feng Lixin left? Where did you go? He has limited mobility, where can he go?

"Lixin..." Xueluo whispered, and instinctively went into the bathroom to search.

Knowing that it was the second young master Feng Xinglang who was playing karate, Housekeeper Mo sighed, turned around and left the wedding room in the master bedroom without revealing anything. Go to the medical room on the second floor. No need to guess, after getting away, Feng Xinglang will definitely appear at the door of the medical room.

Because he wanted to find a reasonable excuse for his sudden appearance.

Unable to find Feng Lixin in the bathroom, Xueluo inevitably panicked, and quickly followed Steward Mo's footsteps towards the medical room.

Sure enough, at the door of the medical room, he saw Feng Xinglang who had just opened the door of the medical room and walked out of it.

"Feng Xinglang, is your brother in there?" Xueluo eagerly wanted to squeeze in and look around.

"My brother is tired, I just sent him back to the medical room." But Feng Xinglang's muscular physique held him outside the door, and he snorted coldly: "Lin Xueluo, you really have It’s best to be patient with some needs! After all, my brother is a patient and can’t serve you!”

If three days ago, when Xueluo was an untouched perfect girl, perhaps she would not have realized Feng Xinglang's outrageous words. But after experiencing those things between men and women, Xueluo was able to guess what Feng Xinglang's "needs in certain aspects" referred to.

Immediately, Xueluo's face became pretty with shame. I was really spoiled by this wicked man.

"Feng Xinglang, you...you have wronged people." Xueluo was so angry that her teeth itch, but she couldn't get angry. Butler Mo is still here, how can this man be so outspoken! Is it shameful to lose it!

"No wonder you always want to see my brother... So your need is so strong! You don't even let a patient go?"

Feng Xinglang had been looking for a high-sounding excuse to stop Lin Xueluo from always wanting to go into the medical room to visit his elder brother Feng Lixin. Now I see that this excuse has come naturally.

It is estimated that in ten days and a half a month, this woman would not dare to clamor to see her eldest brother Feng Lixin.

"Feng Xinglang, you...you...I'm not as inferior as you!"

Xueluo was overwhelmed by Feng Xinglang's ridicule and ridicule. So ashamed to refute this man, Xueluo ran away with tears in her eyes.

This man is really too bad!

After seeing his wife go away in a fit of anger, Butler Mo sighed. But the young couple was having a fight, and they were really unable to get in the way as domestic servants. It's too late, butler Mo can only let the second young master Feng Xinglang bully the second wife like this.

But Butler Mo was very aware that although Mrs. Xueluo had been bullied, the second young master Feng Xinglang seemed to be in a much happier mood. Don't blindly immerse yourself in hatred and cannot extricate yourself. Perhaps, this is not a bad thing.

In the words of Dr. Jin: This is what the wife must experience. Since she chose to marry into the Feng family, she had to bear these sufferings.

Because the rainbow after the storm is more charming, more refreshing, and more worthy of cherishing each other for a lifetime!

"Second young master, it's not good, something serious happened..." It was Butler Mo who received the call from Ye Shinian just now.

"Is there any big event that can surprise you, old Mo?"

Feng Xinglang had already seen Feng Lixin in the medical room. As long as Feng Lixin is well, other things are not a big deal to him.

"Butler Mo, the older you get, the more you know how to do things? You just rushed to the room to disrupt the stage?" Feng Xinglang sarcastically and warned.

Just now, Feng Xinglang almost couldn't justify himself. Fortunately, that woman Lin Xueluo was so stupid that she was easy to fool.

"Yes... There is news about Miss Lan Youyou." Butler Mo lowered his voice, "Assistant Ye called just now, and I heard Miss Lan calling your name on the phone."

"This idiot!" Feng Xinglang scolded: Is this guy Ye Shinian demented? She actually called the Feng family's landline?

"Old Mo, don't allow anyone to mention it to my brother!" Feng Xinglang warned, then walked downstairs quickly.

"Second Young Master, I know." Butler Mo followed closely behind. He took Feng Xinglang's windbreaker and car keys, "Do you want Xiaoqian to follow?"

"No need!" Feng Xinglang put on the windbreaker delivered by Butler Mo, and said awe-inspiringly.

"Drive less at night." Butler Mo reminded kindly. The first young master of the Feng family is already like this, the second young master must not say any more surprises.

***

The dark black Ferrari galloped on the asphalt road like an arrow leaving the string. The cold wind in the late night was pierced, blowing the fallen leaves on the side of the road, flying in the air like dead leaves and butterflies.

Ye Shinian knew that his master, Feng Xinglang, must have come here sullenly. So he is ready to be trained.

Inadvertently, he raised his head again and looked at the sluggish girl on the wooden bed: it is indeed breathtakingly beautiful! Even if you're just in a daze, don't have a style.

With a loud 'clang', Feng Xinglang kicked the door straight in.

"Alang..." Lan Youyou exclaimed sweetly. The deep love like looking through autumn water can almost soften a man's heart.

It's a pity that Feng Xinglang is immune. Not only because Lan Youyou has been classified by him as a woman of elder brother Feng Lixin, but also because of the heinous crimes she committed against elder brother Feng Lixin.

"Are you crazy? You actually called Feng's house?"

Feng Xinglang didn't even look at Lan Youyou, he rushed over and grabbed his assistant Ye Shinian by the collar.

"I forced him to hit him! If you want to hit someone, hit me!"

Behind him, there was the clatter of iron chains, and then Lan Youyou tightly hugged Feng Xinglang's waist from behind:

"Alang, hug me...I'll tell you who is behind the scenes. Okay?"