Xueluo forgot another rule: that is, after eating, you can't open your mouth to speak.

Otherwise, you will want to vomit until you vomit all the things you just eat.

Xueluo didn't dare to cover her mouth, but bit her lip, got up and trotted towards the bathroom.

Seeing the snow fall and leave suddenly, everyone seemed to be a little surprised.

"Hehe, I look at that white lotus, eighty percent of them are so frightened by your brother's dignity that they want to vomit!" Lan Youyou guessed heartlessly.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Feng Lixin's already sensitive inferiority complex was once again stabbed in his heart. Because of this moment, Lan Youyou's distorted explanation has undoubtedly become the most suitable reason for Xueluo to leave suddenly.

"My wife wouldn't be like that. She was the kindest and most humble. Aunt An couldn't help but hug the snow falling.

"That's a person's instinctive reaction after being stimulated and frightened! It has nothing to do with being good or not! ”

Lan Youyou snorted coldly again. She really doesn't have a good impression of Aunt An, a domestic servant who dares to talk back to her. If it weren't for the good cooking, Lan Youyou would really want to fire Feng Lixin and fire her.

"Lan Youyou, isn't my brother's current miserable situation thanks to you?!"

Feng Xinglang scolded Lan Youyou, who was unabashed, in a roaring manner.

"Okay, Xinglang, my miserable state is my own fault, and it has nothing to do with anyone else!"

Feng Lixin's voice was not only trembling, but even his gloved hands were trembling. At this moment, he suddenly felt again: If he is alive, he will only affect more people! It's better to die yourself, and everyone can be freed.

"Big Young Master...... Gentleman...... Breathe slowly, ...... slowly Don't rush, let's take our time! ”

Doctor Jin, who had been eating silently, felt Feng Lixin's strangeness, and hurriedly dropped the dishes and chopsticks and rushed to the side of the wheelchair, guiding Feng Lixin's emotional Feng Lixin to breathe.

It has been more than half a month since the ventilator was finally removed, and of course Dr. Jin didn't want to see Feng Lixin's ordeal go down the drain.

Feng Xinglang rushed over directly and held Feng Lixin's somewhat stiff upper body in his arms and patted his back.

"Brother, breathe slowly, you can do it. I know you hate that damn ventilator. ”

In the end, Feng Lixin still relieved his too emotional breath, but the whole person became aggrieved.

Lying back on the bed in the medical room, he closed his eyes and stopped communicating with anyone.

Feng Xinglang's mood was suppressed to the freezing point.

When Xueluo returned to the restaurant after vomiting in the bathroom, there were no two Feng brothers on the table. Only Lan Youyou was left alone, casually fiddling with the rice in the bowl.

"Where's Lixin?" Xueluo asked.

She had just vomited in the bathroom when she seemed to hear a noise at the dining table. It seems that he also heard Feng Xinglang's violent man roaring and screaming.

"I'm stimulated by you! Go back to the medical room and rescue it! Lan Youyou snorted coldly, and glanced at the snow with a roll of his eyes.

"Who, irritated by me? What's going on? The snow fell into the clouds, and I didn't understand what Lan Youyou meant.

"Were you frightened by Feng Lixin's appearance just now? So nauseous that you ran to the bathroom and vomited, didn't you? Lin Xueluo, it's not me talking about you, since you want to please Feng Xinglang, you have to pretend to be understanding in front of him! It's not like you don't know that he's a complete 'brother slave'! His eldest brother Feng Lixin is more important than his own life! ”

Lan Youyou's explanation really stunned the snow falling. It turned out that the feeling of nausea that he had just suddenly swelled up was defined by them as his hatred of Feng Lixin's remnant appearance?

How could it be! How could he hate Feng Lixin! This time it's a big wrong!

Xueluo hurried to the second floor, and when she wanted to explain or apologize to Feng Lixin, she happened to bump into Feng Xinglang who came out of the medical room.

The man's face was as cold as a demonic creature born in the dark soil, full of violence.

Snow falls instinctively retreats and retreats, retreats to the handrail, and there is no way to retreat.

"I'm sorry......" Yukiro muttered.

She also knew that Feng Lixin could face her with her own residual appearance, and in the face of everyone, it seemed that she had summoned almost all the courage in her heart.

But I was happy again at that time.

Xueluo's vomit fell in Feng Lixin's eyes, and with Lan Youyou's addition of oil and vinegar, he was wrongly accused of disgust for Feng Lixin's remnants.

The snow falls and can't explain it: it's just a symptom of joy.

At this moment, when facing Feng Xinglang in a rage, Xueluo was afraid. I'm afraid that he will accidentally hurt the little boy in his stomach.

It was her child, and it was his.

Before Feng Xinglang walked out of the medical room, Feng Lixin, who had been closing his eyes tightly, opened his mouth to admonish.

"Don't blame Xueluo! She's unintentional! ”

This sentence was originally well-intentioned. Feng Lixin didn't want his younger brother Feng Xinglang to be angry with Xueluo, who was just an instinctive reaction.

Xueluo is really speechless: his vomiting is not because he saw Feng Lixin's remnants, but because of his physiological symptoms of joy.

The dumb eats coptis, and there is bitterness and can't speak. may be the truest portrayal of her Lin Xueluo now.

"I know you did it unintentionally!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was faint, as if he was educating a child who had done something wrong.

"But why don't you be careful! You know that my brother's current psychological condition is very fragile, and he can't withstand anyone's blows and contemptuous eyes! ”

"I'm sorry ......"

The only thing Xueluo can say is this one sorry.

Feng Xinglang did not continue to blame Xueluo, but grabbed Xueluo's wrist and dragged him down the stairs with a steady pace.

"Feng Xinglang, I want to apologize to your brother!" Xueluo trembled slightly in a pleading voice.

"My brother doesn't need your apology!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was not high, nor was it an angry roar, but a voice that was cold to the bone.

"Xinglang, I really didn't mean to, I ...... I'm sick. Caught a cold. ”

The snow was terrible. She couldn't say that she was happy that she was pregnant with a little girl, but she tried her best to explain something.

"Didn't you stay in school? What are you doing again? My brother's life can no longer withstand any stimulation and injury! Whether this irritation and hurt is unintentional or not, I can't tolerate it! ”

"Got it? Lin Xueluo? ”

Feng Xinglang's voice was very cold, and it could form a layer of frost.

"I'm really sorry."

Xueluo didn't know what else she could say. Just repeating this sentence mechanically.

"I'll send you out!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was still low. It's so low that there's no trace of temperature.

Xueluo was dragged all the way through the living room by his wrist, quietly opened the double door of the living room, and pushed hard, directly throwing Xueluo into the rain curtain under the steps.

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