Text Text_Chapter 40 I worship money! Love money!

Or think he's a little uncle? Feng Xinglang's eyebrows rose slightly, and he thought it seemed to be very interesting, but he seemed to feel a little pantothenic acid, and he wanted to be dry but couldn't get out of it.

Thinking of the marriage in the name of Feng Xingxin, I thought that there should be no normal woman willing to marry into the Feng family. didn't think that Lin Xueluo, a seemingly normal woman, would do such an abnormal behavior.

"Tell me about the purpose of marrying into the Feng family? Don't be so high-sounding, I just want to hear the truth. ”

Feng Xinglang's interrogation tone was not like interrogation, at least his attitude was still acceptable. After all, in Xueluo's opinion, no one can care more about and maintain the body and status of his eldest brother Feng Lixin than Feng Xinglang.

"Picture money! I worship money! Love money! "Since she is not allowed to speak in a high-sounding manner, then speak of herself as timid and despicable, maybe this man will be able to believe it.

Maybe even Xueluo himself finds it hard to believe: he married into the Feng family just to understand his uncle Xia Zhengyang's urgent needs, in order to repay his nurturing grace, and if he can't get close to Feng Lixin, then take good care of his diet and daily life, and fulfill her obligations and responsibilities as a wife, that's all. As for Feng Lixin's money, what does it have to do with her Lin Xueluo. She has hands and feet to support herself.

A sentence that sounds like the truth may not necessarily be the truth.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xue Luo with slanted eyes, and his voice was slightly cold, "Don't worry, I will meet your preferences in this regard." ”

The man's words ...... made Xueluo choke slightly. What do you like about her? Love money penchant?

thought that Feng Xinglang would humiliate and ridicule her, but he didn't. Even said that he wanted to satisfy her preferences? It seems that he is quite enthusiastic for his eldest brother Feng Lixin.

"Does it hurt in your back?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice. Light, with a trace of magnetism.

The wind of words jumped abruptly, and the snow fell a little unaccustomed. Feng Xinglang, a man, cares too much about his eldest brother, so he cares about her because he loves Wu and Wu? But just now he laughed at his skin for being thicker than him, so he blocked the hot crockpot for him.

Xueluo felt it for a moment, and it was still hot and painful. She could only pray that there would be no blisters, or the scar would be ugly. Everyone has a love for beauty. Who cares if they don't have a scar? Maybe leaving a scar is more compatible with Feng Lixin!

"It doesn't hurt." The snow fell faintly in response. He was silent, looking sideways at the galloping scenery outside the window.

In the next second, Xueluo felt the back of the seat leaning back, and there was more space on her side. It was Feng Xinglang who was adjusting the backrest for her to avoid her back being too close to the back of the seat, because it would hurt.

Xueluo's heart was inexplicably warmed. But the man's next words erased the emotion in front of her, leaving only her teeth itching.

"It's better to take off your shirt, it will grind into the wound. It's not beautiful when you have a scar. When Feng Xinglang said this, he was very warm.

Xueluo vigilantly grabbed the shirt on his body with both hands, and glared at Feng Xinglang angrily, looking like 'you dare'.

The woman's sharp and cute appearance made the corners of Feng Xinglang's lips can't help but raise a good-looking arc: occasionally teasing this woman is actually quite interesting. At least at this moment, the mood is not too depressing.

Ferrari roared towards the Feng family like an arrow from a string. If you want to talk about the medicine for scalding, presumably the ordinary hospitals are not as good as the closed families. And a woman's back, how can that group of idle people wait to see and touch? If he wants to come, it should be him, Feng Xinglang will come in person.

The sports car was parked steadily in the courtyard of the Feng family. As soon as the snow fell from the car, the man walked over and carried the woman on his shoulder again without saying a word.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do? Let go of me! "It's a shame when the snow falls. A little brother-in-law shouldered her sister-in-law in front of the Feng family, in case Feng Lixin saw it, what kind of system would it be. Do you want her Lin Xue to live?

Walking into the living room with steady steps, Aunt An greeted her. The snow on Feng Xinglang's shoulders became even more embarrassed, and he beat and beat him, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Put me down! I have feet myself and can walk! ”

And all this fell under Aunt An's eyes, but it was a smiling look.

Feng Xinglang was half-naked, tall and strong; The petite snow fell on her shoulders, and she was also wearing Feng Xinglang's shirt. Aunt An didn't know what happened between their little couple, and Aunt An was happy in her heart for this way of flirting and scolding you and me. The second young master and the second young grandmother are finally developing in the direction of harmony and love!

It's just great! From this point of view, the marriage that the eldest young master hastily arranged for the second young master is still quite worthwhile. Xueluo is indeed a rare good girl.

Struggling to open Feng Xinglang's strong arm, Xueluo had to ask Aunt An for help, "Aunt An...... Aunt An, help me ......"

Aunt An just smiled, as if to say: Mrs., I don't help you, I am the best to help you. If you have a room with the second young master earlier, it will be a great joy!

Seeing that Aunt An not only did not help herself get justice, but smiled so much. The snow fell and my heart was desolate. This family, including Aunt An and Steward Mo, was so short that Feng Xinglang was unprincipled. It seems that Feng Xinglang is allowed to bully her sister-in-law.

Xueluo is inevitably a little regretful now: if he knew that this was the end, he shouldn't have acted as a hero at that time to block the crockpot for this man. He was scalded to death! Anyway, the person who suffers is not her, Lin Xueluo!

Now it's okay, but in exchange for his concerned behavior at the time, this man has intensified his bullying of himself. The snow falls, and it is inevitable that my heart will be sad again.

When passing by the medical room on the second floor, Xueluo suddenly shouted loudly, "Lixin...... Help me...... Your brother Feng Xinglang is rude to me again. ”

Xueluo didn't want to disturb Feng Lixin's recuperation, but just wanted to play a certain intimidating role in Feng Xinglang in this way, so that he could restrain his behavior.

"Lin Xueluo, what are you calling my brother for?" Feng Xinglang scolded sharply. I just wanted to apply some scald cream to her, and this idiot woman actually called her big brother for help?

"Feng Xinglang, you let me down......" Seeing that this kind of call evoked the effect, Feng Xinglang had some scruples, and Xueluo shouted several times in a row.

"When I'm done with the medicine, I'll let you go!" Feng Xinglang ignored Lin Xueluo's clamour.

Perhaps in his opinion, such a way of playing and scolding is what the eldest brother Feng Lixin is more willing to hear. A great way to show affection!

In the wedding room, there is still a festive atmosphere.

Feng Xinglang held the burn cream in his hand, confronting Xueluo, who was vigilant and tugging at his shirt.

"Just put some medicine on you, don't act like I'm going to imprison you." Feng Xinglang said coldly.

"You put it there, I'll wipe it myself!" The snow fell vigilantly.

"But I'm going to wipe it for you!" Feng Xinglang shouted evilly.