It wasn't until Xue Luo took the ashtray from the living room and put it in Feng Xinglang's hand that his sharp eyes softened a little.

With a cigarette between her knuckled fingers, she elegantly sent it to the ashtray to light the ashes, and then sent it to her thin lips to take a deep breath, and the smoke sprayed on Xueluo's clean and delicate face, causing her to retreat in disgust. was grabbed by Feng Xinglang's wrist.

"Hate me?" He asked, his thin lips pursed on the cigarette, an indescribable evil spirit.

The snow fell for a moment, and he didn't seem to expect Feng Xinglang to have a time for self-reflection. I must hate him! Whenever he despised her sister-in-law as a brother-in-law, Xueluo would hate her teeth itching. Of course she wouldn't know that Feng Xinglang's real identity was her legal husband! If she knew, would she still hate her for being so indifferent to her?

"It's good that you don't mess around and be rude to my sister-in-law." In the soft sound of the snow falling, there is a little bit of resentment, which is really comfortable to listen to in the ears of men.

Feng Xinglang pursed his lips and smiled, his appearance was noble and ruffian. He let go of Xueluo's wrist and used one finger to wrap Xueluo's long hair hanging down his shoulders, "Why do you always call yourself a 'sister-in-law'?" Do you like being my brother's woman so much? ”

How can this be an indescribable sourness? Probably not! Because Feng Xinglang at this moment is an indifferent person. Love and love are not in the scope of his consideration at all for him now.

It seems that Xueluo didn't dare to discuss this topic too deeply with Feng Xinglang. She always felt that this topic was not suitable for a sister-in-law to talk about with her brother-in-law.

Seeing the man light a cigarette again, Xueluo frowned slightly. When the man took a deep breath and sent it to the ashtray to light the ash, she reached over without hesitation, trying to pull out the cigarette from the man's fingers...... Unexpectedly, she actually did it!

When Xueluo's fingers touched the cigarette, Feng Xinglang instinctively resisted; But under her tender strength, she successfully pulled the burning cigarette out of Feng Xinglang's fingers. Then the snow fell and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Instead, a small hash brown. In the afternoon, when preparing medicinal food for Feng Lixin, I made it easily. Xueluo likes to eat.

The cigarette between her fingers was replaced by a small potato cake by the woman, and there were subtle changes on Feng Xinglang's handsome countenance. This woman is really ...... It's naïve!

Instinctively, I brought the small potato cake in my hand to my mouth and took a bite, it was very soft and glutinous, and it was not unpalatable.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that the man really ate it, Xueluo couldn't suppress his slight joy. Maybe she knew that she shouldn't have gotten so close to Feng Xinglang, let alone ask such intimate words.

"Ok! It's just a little greasy. Feng Xinglang sent the rest of the small potato cakes into his mouth.

It's so sweet that you still eat it all? Xueluo pursed her rosy lips. But it's still beautiful in my heart. To be honest, she also really wants to have an obedient uncle, she will definitely care about him very much and love him as a younger brother.

No, Feng Xinglang seems to be a few years older than himself! It is impossible to become her Lin Xueluo's younger brother!

However, Xueluo also summed up one point: Feng Xinglang doesn't like sweets.

"Is the burn on your back better?" Feng Xinglang asked. Quietly looking at the woman's blushing little face from time to time, I felt that my mood had become calm and peaceful. Just teasing her by chance, it seems that this day is also quite interesting.

In fact, when the woman has always regarded him Feng Xinglang as a little uncle, on the one hand, there is the restraint of morality, and on the other hand, the coercion and robbery of him, the 'little uncle', the kind of annoyance and anger, when he transforms from a good cat to a tigress in anger, it is even more interesting!

"It's better." Xueluo answered truthfully.

"Let me see." Feng Xinglang deliberately raised his voice, "I can rest assured when I see it!" ”

Xueluo immediately retreated alertly, "No, no need! In the afternoon, Aunt An had already reapplied the burn cream to me. ”

Feng Xing Lang Yingting's eyebrows frowned slightly: This Aunt An, why are there so many things? It's not her job, she has to rush to do it!

Mention Cao Cao Cao to. Aunt An, who was worried that the second young master would be hungry, brought in the carefully cooked Italian beef tenderloin noodles, which was full of aroma.

"Second Young Master, eat it while it's hot. You haven't eaten dinner yet. Aunt An really felt sorry for Feng Xinglang, so she sent him to eat.

"Well, let's leave it there for now." Feng Xinglang's handsome eyes had a faint unhappiness after being disturbed.

"It's not good when it's cold." Aunt An insisted on sending the plate to Feng Xinglang's hands, "Look at you've lost weight recently!" ”

Did Feng Xinglang lose weight? Why didn't you feel it? Strong as a cow! If this is also called thinness, then how burly and stout he must have been. However, Aunt An's love for Feng Xinglang seems to be closer than her own mother.

While the man was eating the noodles, the snow fell and moved towards the door.

"Where?" Feng Xinglang scolded sharply. Although he didn't even raise his brow, he could feel the snow falling. What a man as cunning as a fox.

"Oh...... I'll pour you water and moisten your mouth. Xueluo wittily replied to Feng Xinglang's words.

Because there was a precedent for taking the ashtray just now, Feng Xinglang let the woman go this time. She couldn't escape the palm of his hand.

In fact, Xueluo's purpose was different: she wanted to go upstairs to see Feng Lixin while Aunt An was waiting for Feng Xinglang to eat noodles.

Maybe it's not that she misses Feng Lixin much, but that she has the responsibility and obligation to be a wife. Otherwise, she would lose the meaning of existence in the Feng family.

In front of the door of the medical room, Xueluo waited quietly for a while before knocking lightly on the door twice. She knew that at this time, Doctor Kim would definitely be inside. He is dedicated to Feng Lixin's illness, except for spending half a day a week with his family, he is almost inseparable from the rest of the time.

It took two or three minutes for the door of the medical room to open from the spot. The door was opened by Dr. Kim's assistant, Dr. Xiao Xing.

"Doctor Xing, can't I go in and see Lixin yet?" There were many rejections, and Xueluo asked sadly.

"Mrs. Feng, Feng Dashao needs a sterile environment recently." Dr. Xing found almost all the excuses he could find. Every refusal will make him embarrassed. He knew that the Feng family wife in front of him just wanted to care about Feng Lixin's condition, and it had nothing to do with the so-called conspiracy at all.

But this is what the second young master of the Feng family advised. Idlers are not allowed to wait to enter the medical room to visit Feng Lixin, including Mrs. Feng Lin Xueluo.

"I can wear a sterile gown." Snowfall muttered. She didn't want to embarrass Dr. Xing, but she didn't want to give up the opportunity to visit Feng Lixin.

"That...... Feng Dashao has been in a bad state recently and doesn't want to see anyone. Dr. Xing sighed slightly.

Xueluo understands Dr. Xing's embarrassment, and he is just ordered by others. She nodded gloomily, glancing deeply into the dimly lit room, and then quietly walked away.

The heart is painful and painful. She was just worried about Feng Lixin's condition, but the Feng family still excluded her.

A pair of sharp and deep eyes stared closely at Lin Xueluo's every move. In the bottomless eyes that are as deep as a pool of water, they are as secretive as deep.