"Lan Youyou is your wife, you ask me what to do!"

Feng Xinglang replied lazily.

The critical illness notice of the military hospital is still credible.

Lan Youyou's medical staff told Feng Xinglang: Although Lan Youyou finally resisted, two-thirds of the one-half medicine had been injected into Lan Youyou's body.

And with Lan Youyou's weak physique at that time, he should not be able to withstand the violent erosion of the medicinal liquid.

compassion, regardless of the emotions between men and women; Even a heinous prisoner has to win the mercy of others when his fragile life is about to pass away.

Feng Xinglang is a person who values feelings. Otherwise, he would not be sentimental because of Yan Bang's death.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang will also ask himself: If that woman had never had that emotional entanglement with him; If that woman is not the woman that his eldest brother Feng Lixin loves to death; If that woman is not the biological mother of her own niece...... When you start by yourself, will you still be so unbearable?

Feng Xinglang is not a villain, but he is not a good stubble either!

is so cruel to a beautiful woman, more or less it breeds a man's pity and pity!

"Xinglang, the military hospital said that Yoyo won't live long...... She cried again and said that she wanted to be reunited...... For Tuan Tuan's sake, I want to take her back to the Feng family and deal with her funeral. ”

Just paused his breath, Feng Lixin hurriedly stated, "Just let her live in the small villa next door, I will keep an eye on her, and I won't let her hurt Xueluo and Nuo Nuo again." ”

"Okay, you want to take your wife home and settle down, no one will stop you, and no one can stop you!"

Feng Xinglang exhaled slightly, "You don't have to look at Tuan Tuan's sake, and you don't have to look at any of our faces!" ”

Feng Xinglang knew that if Lan Youyou returned to the Feng family this time, the only one who could hurt was Mo Ranran!

He will not allow it, nor will he give Lan Youyou another chance to hurt his wife and children.

It's just going to be bitter Mo Ranran!

However, if Mo Ranran wants to be Feng Lixin's woman, she must go through the level of Lan Youyou!

Otherwise, even if she had a heart for her brother Xin, it would be impossible for her to end up becoming Feng Lixin's wife and lover, and another hostess of the Feng family.

"Xinglang, I'll watch it closely! She's running out of time, and I want to ......"

"Alright, stop grinding!"

Feng Xinglang stopped Feng Lixin's endless chatter, "You are the boss of the Feng family, are you afraid that my younger brother will bite you?" ”

"Xinglang ......"

Feng Lixin choked up, "Thank you!" ”

"Do you really want to thank me? Then let's make a promise tonight! ”

Feng Xinglang snorted angrily. I just don't want to make them too polite and unsightly between their brothers.

If you want to do something for your heinous wife and fulfill your responsibilities as a husband, you also need to be so concerned about the feelings of his younger brother.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang agreed so readily, and Yan Bang also had the credit for it.

Yan Bang's death made Feng Xinglang cherish the brotherhood between brothers even more.

Feng Xinglang, who hung up the phone, had a cold face on his face.

I don't know what he's thinking, I can only feel that his heart must not be at peace at this moment.

Feng Xinglanghuan looked around and saw his son sleeping on a small bed not far away. There is a duvet folded in two layers, and it is also covered with a duvet. The little guy was sleeping soundly, and his little face was flushed.

How can this Cong Gang be so favoritism?

Why didn't you find yourself a duvet to put on?

With this complaint, Feng Xinglang felt that his old waist was even more sore. What a solid hardwood bed, he actually slept all night!

It doesn't hurt if he sleeps like this all the time, the key is that he has always slept on high-end boutique latex mattresses.

After kissing his son's hot little face, Feng Xinglang began to look around.

This is a simple wooden house built on the flying. It's as simple as if it were for primitive people. It's similar to what Cong Gang described, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, there is a jungle on the left and right, and it is not strange at all that a wild animal emerges in the cold.

There is a graveyard in front of you. It's scary to watch during the day, let alone at night.

Although Feng Xinglang didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, it was still very uncomfortable to be neighbors with these dead people.

When Feng Xinglang went downstairs, he saw Cong Gang sitting alone on the wooden table in the inner corner, peeling Brazilian pine nuts.

He already had a lot of pine nut shells on his hands; The sealed box on one side was almost filled with pine nuts.

"You didn't sleep all night and peeled this thing?"

In terms of quantity, it takes seven or eight hours for a person. And the speed at which the clump is just peeled is not fast.

"If the bed is occupied by you, find some work to do." Cong Gang responded lightly.

"You pig brains, huh? Won't find a few planks to build another one?! ”

Feng Xinglang snorted, picked up the sealed box and poured some pine nuts into his mouth.

Cong Gang didn't answer and began to clean up those pine nut shells.

"You say you're such a big living man, living in a pile of dead...... What does this brain think? ”

Feng Xinglang glanced at the cemetery again.

"Quiet!"

"Quiet?"

Feng Xinglang hooked his lips and snorted, "Aren't you afraid that they will crawl out in the middle of the night to chat with you?" ”

"In the middle of the night, three can make more trouble for me, except for your father and son, there should be no one else! Either dead or alive! ”

Cong Gang's words brought a little ...... in his domineering spirit Resentment?

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Feng Xinglang snorted contemptuously, "You're such a alternative!" Something that is not a person or a ghost! ”

As soon as I moved the chair and tried to sit down, my waist felt sore. Feng Xinglang subconsciously supported it with his hand.

"Why the didn't you get a quilt for Lao Tzu?" Feng Xinglang complained.

"It's you who are so squeamish!"

Cong Gang raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang's waist.

"Lao Tzu is delicate and expensive! It's not like a shoddy like you! ”

Feng Xinglang was dissatisfied with Cong Gang's attitude of not having him in his eyes.

"Jiao is delicate enough, this is expensive...... It's just that Yan Bang will lift you above his head and hold you in the palm of his hand! Don't be too presumptuous! ”

Talking to Cong Gang can always provoke the nameless fire in Feng Xinglang's belly.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang also wonders: What is the reason why he is so 'humiliated' to keep Cong Gang, a dog with no one in his eyes, alive until now? I didn't wronged him if I died hundreds of times!

"Don't lick your face to save me!"

Feng Xinglang snorted angrily.

"I'm just saving you to get rid of your boredom! Don't overthink it! ”

Cong Gang coldly came up with a sarcastic remark, which really made Feng Xinglang angry when he heard it.

"Hungry! Get the food to go! ”

Feng Xinglang didn't bother to say anything more to a guy like Cong Gang who was pretending to be a ghost.

Looking at Cong Gang's thin but strong back, Feng Xinglang suddenly had a very evil idea: if he stripped this guy and threw it on the commercial street...... Will he be so depressed that he wants to die?

When Feng Xinglang's father and son rushed back to Feng's house, it was already a sunny day outside.

Because Brother Nuo didn't go to school, Feng Tuan Tuan stayed at home and refused to go.

"Uncle...... Brother Nono...... You're finally back! Tuan Tuan waited so hard! ”

The little cutie rushed over, and did not pounce on her uncle Feng Xinglang, who was waiting for her with his arms open, but ran directly to Lin Nuo's child who was holding a big red Chinese knot in his hand.

This big red Chinese knot was given by Cong Gang. Seeing that there was nothing more interesting in the cabin, the little one accepted it.

"Slug, what are you doing? It's annoying! ”

Although he scolded so much, the little guy did not push away the sealed group that came over. She was held for a moment before tearing her little arms away from herself.

"Does Brother Nono want to be reunited?" The little cutie asked in a milky voice.

"I didn't think about it!"

The little guy found a place to hang up the Chinese knot in his hand, "Why should I miss you?" Annoying! ”

"Tuan Tuan, where is your aunt? You can't be doing studies early in the morning, are you? ”

Feng Xinglang glanced in the direction of the study. That demon woman is coming back, and he must let his woman keep his nose down for 24 hours.

"Xinglang, are you back?"

Xueluo walked out of the study with a pile of documents and materials, "Great, Tuan Tuan will be handed over to you!" Work hard today and take your two children to work. ”

"What do you mean?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the woman with light makeup.

"I'm going to the talent market. There's a big job fair today! ”

For this job fair, Xueluo has been preparing for more than a week. It's been more than half a year since she was studying, and it's time for her to show off her skills.

"My Feng Xinglang's wife is going to the talent market? Did I hear me right? ”

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows tightened, "Shouldn't you be going to help your husband recruit talents?" ”

"I'll find myself a job!"

Knowing that her husband was having a hard time, Xueluo kept secretly getting her resume and information. The effect of online investment is not very ideal, so she wants to go to the talent market to feel it firsthand.

"It's noisy again!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward to take the resume from Xueluo's hand, but Xueluo flashed to the side alertly.

"I didn't mess with you! I'm really going to find a job and go to work to support myself! ”

"What...... What's going on? Didn't Lao Mo give you enough pocket money? My husband has it, take as much as you want! ”

Of course, Feng Xinglang would not agree to Xueluo going to work and earn any money, "You can spend money for me, my husband is honored!" ”

"Xinglang, it's not a matter of money or money! I don't want to waste the rest of my life. ”

The snow fell on the cat, wanting to bypass Feng Xinglang and run out of the living room. was still stopped by the man.

"That's so profound...... Can you bear to leave your husband and children behind to serve others? ”

Feng Xinglang hugged Xueluo's waist, put on his handsome face, and sucked the woman's face.

"Everyone lives in the world, and they must embody the value of their lives! Feng Xinglang, you can't be too selfish! ”

Xueluo also thought about sneaking to find a job first, but in order to avoid the trouble of finding a man for a job and not letting her go, she decided to be open and honest with the man first.

"Good son, your mother wants to ruthlessly leave our father and son to serve others, do you agree?"