Chapter 138: Used all the affectionate (below)

The blood was contaminated along with the pajamas. Feng Xinglang frowned heavily.

"Have you bought her supplies? Why didn't you wake her up?" Feng Xinglang asked in a harsh voice.

"I didn't buy ... how do I know how to buy that thing! I have never used that thing! Besides, how could a man like me buy a woman for that kind of thing!" Ye Shinian frowned. .

"You're stupid, won't you call a woman to buy it?" Feng Xinglang gave Ye Shinian a glance.

Yeah, Ye Shinian was so surprised, why didn't he remember this crop?

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang seemed to notice something strange: instead, if she had argued so much with Ye Shinian, this woman would be amused by them. But today's women are particularly quiet.

Just lying with her eyes closed. From time to time, ambiguous slang was overflowing from the mouth, and the sick red on the cheek was abnormal.

"No ... don't ... don't start with Allen ... don't ... please ... don't start with Allen ..."

The woman seemed to be entangled in the nightmare. She clutched the blanket under her with her hands in horror, begging someone in pain. The ‘Alang’ in the mouth of a woman must be Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang immediately stepped forward and pressed his ears over the woman's lips. "Tell me, who is the one who wants to start against Alang?"

He wanted to ask the woman where the behind-the-scenes instructions were from the woman's mouth while the woman was entangled in nightmares. Lan Youyou and his elder brother Feng Lixin have no resentment and resentment. Even if they are lured by color, it is still possible to make some money;

"I ... I can't tell Arang ... I can't tell! Arang isn't his opponent ... Arang will die. I don't want Arang to die ... I want Arang to live well! To live ..."

In the nightmare, Lan Youyou suddenly burst into tears, and the whole person seemed to be caught in some great pain and couldn't help herself.

Women's pathological slang does not seem to pretend at all; the crystal clear tears rolled down from her eyes, indicating that the woman at this moment was really distressed.

Feng Xinglang unconsciously spread his palm to caress Lanyou's forehead and was shocked: "So hot?"

Women have a high fever, and it is very serious.

"What's wrong with this woman? Fever?" Ye Sinian asked in response. From the caretaker Lan Youyou to now, he has never dared to touch her body, even if it is his hand.

"What are you still doing? Quickly open the chain on her ankle!" Feng Xinglang hissed.

Such hot temperatures, coupled with women's non-stop and unconscious slang, really make people sweat. You have to know that an adult like this fever method will die.

With a click, as the iron chain on Lan Youyou's ankle was opened, Feng Xinglang immediately picked up Lan Youyou, who was almost feverish, and walked towards the door of the storage room. Ye Shinian followed closely behind.

If this woman was killed by such fever, it would be too cheap for this woman!

***

Lan Youyou regained his life. Almost burned into irreversible brain damage.

Not sensational. Because Lan Youyou's ankles have inflammation-like ulcers, and the environment in the basement is humid, bacteria can easily breed, and Lan Youyou's high fever becomes viral.

Worried that Ye Shinian could not hold the demon woman Lan Youyou alone, Feng Xinglang stayed in the intensive care unit and looked at her together.

There is another important point: Feng Xinglang hopes to get information about the behind-the-scenes ambassador in Lan Youyou's unconscious slang.

After taking the medicine, Lan Youyou became abnormally quiet, sleeping quietly on the sickness, and only hearing the click of the life detector.

Feng Xinglang rested with his eyes closed on the side guard, but remained alert.

Ye Shinian brought a folding fold from the nurse and ran across the door to prevent the woman from escaping. After a while, he heard a snoring sound. Not too loud, but it's annoying.

In Ye Shinian's snoring sound, Feng Xinglang turned to the other side. Looking sideways at the other woman on the sickness, she still slept quietly, as if she didn't get noisy by Ye Shinian's purrs.

Knowing that Ye Shinian has been working hard recently, Feng Xinglang did not wake him up to blame. He also said that he would use his life to guarantee that he would keep Lan Youyou, a fairy. It is estimated that at this moment, ten Lan Youyou could escape from the snoring sounds of his leaves.

With Ye Shinian's purr, Feng Xinglang could barely fall asleep himself.

***

The delicate blue yoyo has tenacious vitality.

After absorbing the force of the drug, her physical strength and mental power recovered immediately.

She woke up in the morning light. When the pale ceiling came into her eyes, she immediately realized that she had left the damp and dark basement. The next second, she smelled the presence of Feng Xinglang.

On the escort, Feng Xinglang's sleeping posture can be described as domineering and wild, stretching his limbs and occupying the entire escort.

This man stayed here for one night? The smile spread slowly on Lanyou's pale and bloodless face.

Even the morbid Lan Youyou is so beautiful that I see it. The angel's face was as delicate as a doll's features. Let most men who have seen her develop protection. Of course, he also includes Fengxing Lang!

In fact, this is just the wishful thinking of Lan Youyou. She thought that Feng Xinglang sent her to the hospital and guarded her because he had no love for her. If it were not for Feng Lixin's miserable situation, maybe they would get along well.

This man is really too stylish: the fortitude face is sharp and sharp, especially the **** thin lips ...

Suddenly, Lan Youyou wanted to kiss the man's thin lips.

Thinking about it that way, Lan Youyou did it.

Like a quietly swimming beautiful snake, she got out of her bed and walked silently to the side of the escort, then softened her body and slowly snuggled into the man's arms.

Her movements were silent, adding little by little to her weight in the man's arms, and the man accepted her entire body in a doze.

At this moment, Lan Youyou is as beautiful as a demonized demon. She stuck in the man's arms and became as soft as a body accessory.

The slim, delicate hand like tenderness moved up, and with the forefinger of his index finger, he touched the thin lips of the man, then kissed affectionately, and used all his tenderness ...