When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

He was the only one in the huge luxury suite.

I don't remember who helped him into the room and washed him away from the dirt from his vomit.

Perhaps the only thing that is conscious is that it feels like it has been licked by a dog.

At the head of the bed are washed and dried clothes. There is also a box of imported stomach medicine pressed on the top.

This box of imported stomach medicine, Feng Xinglang is familiar. It is a kind of stomach medicine that is commonly prepared by the Feng family. He hadn't eaten it in months.

There are also in the night village, is it just a coincidence?

Half an hour later, the well-cleaned Feng Xinglang walked out of the luxurious suite on the top floor of the night village.

Ba Song was still waiting in the car in the parking lot. He didn't come back last night, and he stayed here.

But at about two or three o'clock in the morning, he saw Yan Bang go downstairs and left side by side.

"Mr. Feng."

Ba Song immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for Feng Xinglang.

Knowing that he was going to fight for wine last night, Feng Xinglang brought Ba Song with him.

"Mr. Feng, are you going back to Feng's house? Or just go for it? ”

At this point in time, presumably Mrs. Nuo has already sent the little master Nuo Nuo to kindergarten, and she herself is going to go to the academy.

"Back home."

Feng Xinglang half-huddled in the casual leather chair in the back row, closed his eyes and rested.

His stomach was much better under the woman's conditioning, and it didn't hurt his stomach, but it wasn't very comfortable.

How proud do you have to be to think of uniting with Mo Laosan to fight with Yan Bang?

When I rushed back to Feng's house, it was almost nine o'clock.

Everything is normal in the closed family: those who should go to school go to school, those who should go to work go to work, and those who should buy groceries go to buy groceries.

Steward Mo repaired the pruning scissors in the courtyard.

After seeing the second young master Feng Xinglang come back, he immediately put down the work in his hand and stepped forward.

"Nono went to school?"

Glancing in the direction of the garage, Feng Xinglang rubbed his temples that were a little painful.

"It's been a long time coming. Before going out, he was still talking about waiting for the bastard's own father to come back to see him off. ”

Steward Mo truthfully reported to Feng Xinglang.

Then he asked, "Second Young Master, have you had breakfast?" There are also pastries made by Aunt Ann in the kitchen. ”

"Don't eat, go to the company."

Feng Xinglang turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Steward Mo.

"Second young master, Lao Mo has a few words that I want to tell you. It won't delay you much. ”

Feng Xinglang paused for a moment, then turned around and glanced at Steward Mo. Sensing Steward Mo's serious expression, he bowed slightly.

In the study, Steward Mo quickly brought milk and pastries to the second young master.

"Second young master, although socializing is inevitable, your body is your own, and at the same time, it is also the little young master and Mrs. Xueluo, you have to cherish it a lot!"

Steward Mo's opening remarks made Feng Xinglang frown slightly, took a sip of milk, and asked casually, "Mrs. is complaining about me?" ”

"Mrs. Xueluo is kind-hearted, she cares about your body!"

Steward Mo raised his breath slightly, "Last night, my wife received a call saying that you had drunk too much and had a stomachache, so I hurriedly took the stomach medicine and wanted to send it to the night village for you, but fortunately I stopped you!" ”

"You sent the stomach medicine?"

Feng Xinglang put down the milk cup in his hand and asked tightly.

"It's good that I sent it. If she let his wife send it over, how could she stand Mr. Yan's fierce and roaring! ”

There are some things that have to be said. It can be regarded as a precautionary measure.

For the harmony of the second young master's family, but also the future and reputation of the second young master. Of course, Steward Mo hopes that the Feng family will be good.

Steward Mo's words made Feng Xinglang frown heavily. It was as if he had a premonition of what had happened last night.

"Who called my wife and said I had a stomachache?" He asked.

"I've already said Ba Song. He also thinks about your body. ”

Steward Mo knows: With the wisdom of the second young master Feng Xinglang, he will naturally guess that it is Ba Song. So Ti Ba Song, who pushed the boat along the way, said a fair word. In fact, in Steward Mo's opinion, this call was the right one! It's just that the way is not very good.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, "You went to deliver stomach medicine, Yan Bang murdered you?" ”

"That...... Mr. Yan probably drank too much. When he heard me say that he was going to take you back to Feng's house, he seemed to be very angry. ”

Feng Xinglang frowned again, "He's just a psychopath, he will go crazy when he drinks too much, don't be like him!" ”

"How dare I!"

Steward Mo smiled and said every word carefully, "It's just that Mrs. feels sorry for your body." Worry about your stomach. ”

"What did the wife say?"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of milk and asked lightly.

The lady didn't say anything. I just heard that your stomach hurt again, and I was anxious to rush to the night village to deliver stomach medicine to you. Complaining that you don't take care of your body. ”

Steward Mo said softly.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment, "Yan Bang didn't hurt you, did he?" ”

"Nope. Mr. Yan drank too much, but his voice was a little higher. ”

Steward Mo replied with a smile.

Feng Xinglang did not answer.

Standing up, he patted Steward Mo on the shoulder, "I'm going to pick up Nuo Nuo from school this afternoon." I went to pick up my wife together. ”

"Okay."

Steward Mo responded continuously.

He knew that the second young master was a smart person, and some words didn't have to be broken, he would know.

On the way there, Feng Xinglang was silent all the time.

Ba Song couldn't read Feng Xinglang's obvious joy and anger, but he felt that such Feng Xinglang seemed to be full of gloom.

In fact, when Lao Mo called Feng Xinglang into the Feng family's study, Ba Song was nervous. He realized that Lao Mo would sue.

But along the way, I didn't see Feng Xinglang open his mouth to reprimand him! Didn't Lao Mo complain to him?

What if you file a lawsuit? Mrs. did tell him: Let the second young master drink less.

Of course, if you drink too much, you will have a stomachache. Ba Song just found a better excuse.

"Ba Song, when Lao Mo went to deliver stomach medicine to me last night, Yan Bang took a heavy shot, right?"

Feng Xinglang did not mention who called his wife Lin Xueluo.

"For Old Man Mo, that push is quite heavy! almost killed Old Man Mo! I helped him downstairs at the time! ”

There is some deliberate rendering of the Ba Song.

"What did Lao Mo say? made Yan Bang so angry. ”

Feng Xinglang continued to ask quietly.

"I said I was going to go in and feed you medicine. He also said that his wife was worried about you and wanted to take you back to Feng's house to rest...... But Yan Bang didn't let it! ”

Ba Song added in retaliation, "Say that you belong to him tonight!" Let Lao Mo go cool! ”

Yan Bang did say this, but Yan Bang said it to Ba Song.

Feng Xinglang's handsome face was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of frost.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang said a cold sentence from between his teeth: "If you dare to talk too much with your wife in the future, don't want your tongue!" ”

"Also, if Feng Xinglang wants your life, no one in this world can protect you! You better believe that! ”

Feng Xinglang's gloomy words made Ba Song feel a chill down his spine when he heard it.

Whether it is Yan Bang or Cong Gang, they will not offend and rebel against Feng Xinglang for a small role of Ba Song!

Afternoon.

In the indoor stadium of Shanghai Shanghai University, there is an employment mobilization meeting.

In the case of a less optimistic employment situation, the entire stadium is almost full. There are juniors and seniors who are about to graduate, and there are also freshmen and sophomores who come to join in the excitement and feel the atmosphere.

Just after lunch in the school cafeteria, Xueluo came to the gymnasium with his classmates to take a place.

The middle spot was almost full, and the snow had fallen and they had to squeeze into the corner.

According to the latest information released by the Ministry of Education, the number of college graduates this year has reached 7.65 million, exceeding last year's 7.49 million, and the number of college graduates has reached a record high, which can be called the most difficult ......employment season in history."

"Candidates still have some similar mixed feelings: eagerness, burnout, anticipation mixed with anxiety."

"In the increasingly severe employment situation of college students, more and more college students have chosen the road of entrepreneurship."

Xueluo had been listening intently, not noticing that someone had squeezed towards her.

It wasn't until the strong arm wrapped around her waist that she looked sideways in panic at the owner of the cheap hand.

"Feng Xinglang? What are you doing here? ”

Snow fell and exclaimed in a low voice. Finding her in such a crowded stadium is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Surprised?"

The man smiled charmingly.

Xueluo gave the man a resentful look, and continued to listen to her lecture silently.

"It's not good again...... Didn't call my husband for a day? ”

The man approached and sucked through the snow's ears

The snow fell and shuddered.

"So sensitive? Wife, you're so cute! ”

"Feng Xinglang, in front of the public, do you want to have a good face?"

Xueluo secretly looked around and lowered her voice to scold.

"As long as I can make my wife happy, what about my face...... It doesn't matter if you want it or not. ”

Feng Xinglang grabbed his arm hard, and the woman was hooked into his arms, "Say you love your husband!" Otherwise, I'll kiss you! ”

“……”

Xueluo glared angrily, "Feng Xinglang, do you want to be shameless?" ”

Feng Xinglang leaned over and pecked a dragonfly on Xueluo's cheek, "Say you love me!" Unless you want me to kiss you hard! ”

The snow fell and was speechless: how could this man's face be thicker than the city wall?

"Feng Xinglang, please, you don't have a face, I still have a face!"

Xueluo wanted to get up and run away, but the man's arms were really strong and strong, and she couldn't escape at all.

"Then be obedient and affectionate, and say you love me!"

In the man's eyes, the light rippling with love is like a deep and mysterious ocean that shimmers with waves.

"I ...... I love you. ”

Snow landed in the face of the can't afford to lose, can only from the man.

"Baby, I love you too!"

As the man's words fell, the back of Xueluo's head was pressed by his big palm, and the man's lips around him kissed fiercely. Inch by inch, he plundered the sweet taste of falling snow into his mouth......

Xueluo's red lips were entangled by the man, she couldn't get rid of his clamps, anxious and annoyed, and her eyes were shining a little brightly.

An affectionate kiss ended, and the snowy lips were sucked by the man as delicate as a flower with dew in the morning.

"My masterpiece...... It's beautiful. ”