Chapter 897: Love you, I'm not afraid of disaster

Feng Xinglang Junyi's face sinked slowly.

He looked directly into Yan Bang's eyes and seemed to be judging something.

"I'm really brainless! Tell you what role your brother can play? I should tell Lin Xueluo!"

Yan Bang's smile was more interesting:

"If this main room knew that her husband had given Xiaosan to Jinwu Zangjiao, what would she say? Lin Xueluo could persuade Hetun to release Lan Youyou, and it must be a little more capable. It must be a good show ! "

Yan Bang's words did not fall, and Feng Xinglang's clear fingers stuck on his neck, preventing Yan Bang's random speculation.

"Dare you hurt Lin Xueluo, I will really kill you!"

Feng Xinglang hissed, his face cold and cold.

"Rest assured, a woman who only knows how to live with her husband, but only because her husband is obedient, I have no interest in hurting you!"

Yan Bang whispered casually: "It's Lanyou, she can see Lin Xiaoluo this little sheep as a nail in the eye and a thorn in the meat!"

Feng Xinglang didn't deal with Yan Bang's provocation, but meditated silently.

What is the problem?

"You are the default: do you hide your elder brother's woman as your little one?"

Seeing Feng Xinglang's silence is gold, Yan Bang decided that it was a default of Feng Xinglang.

"Don't say, your brother's relationship is really strong! You and I are just good enough to wear a pair of pants; but you two brothers are so good that you can play with a woman ... and can you take turns playing?"

Snapped! An uppercut hit Yan Bang's resolute cheek and interrupted his filthy words.

"Why did you talk about your pain? Or was I irritated by the shot?"

Yan Bang rubbed Feng Xinglang's cheeks in red, neither happy nor angry; he stared at Feng Xinglang so deeply, as if already accustomed to Feng Xinglang's brutal violence against him.

"A woman can irritate your Yan Bang crazy? Give it back to his mother's Shen Cheng executioner? Oh, it's so ridiculous!"

Feng Xinglang twisted his eyebrows, "Yan Bang, you are so disappointed!"

"Then what do I do to make you not disappointed in me?"

Yan Bang leaned over, bowed and stared at Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"I'm not your dear, you can't help fighting for me!"

Feng Xinglang held up the tea on the desk and blew a little tea floating on it. There seemed to be some restlessness, a few slices of tea floating in warm water and circling around, just not let Feng Xinglang drink smoothly.

Yan Bang brought the tea cup straight from Feng Xinglang's hands, muttered two big mouths, and directly drank the floating tea on the upper layer together with the tea.

"Isn't it clean? You can drink it!"

Feng Yanlang frowned slightly as he watched the tea that Jingbang drank.

"Can it be clean with your saliva?" Feng Xinglang asked back.

"I don't have AIDS!" Yan Bang snorted.

Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea and put the tea cup back on the desk.

"Lao Tzu is so annoyed by your bitch!"

Feng Xinglang also rewarded Yan Bang with a cold eye.

Yan Bang pursed his lips with a smile and crossed his legs. "Feng Xinglang, you make Laozi hurt all over you! It's like ants eroding bones, day after day, year after year!"

"You can die to such a life!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"I'm really going to die ... will you feel bad?" Yan Bang asked seriously.

"I can only clap my hands! Thank you, King Yan, for taking away your scourge!"

"real or fake?"

"Really!"

"Feng Xinglang, you **** is too cruel?"

"Know my heartlessness, live well, don't let me do it!"

Yan Bang was laughing, his smile spread from the scarred face of fortitude to the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, Chen Ju is going to rise."

Feng Xing's words come true.

"I don't know if that old thing will rise!" Yan Bang sternly.

"If he rises, presumably the first thing is to give your imperial city to Lianwo! This can be compared with a few landmark projects and other image projects!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Yan Bang's disdainful face.

"Then what do you mean ... got him?"

Yan Bang raised his eyebrows. Taking up the tea that Feng Xinglang had just drank, he took another sip, and still looked lazy.

"Get him? The name and background of Chen is so big, you can only make him die faster!"

Feng Xing gave Yan Bang a clear look.

"Then what do you say? Give him?"

Yan Bang sat on the desk horizontally, resting his legs on the executive chair of Feng Xinglang, with a slight arch.

"There is a meal at the weekend. Come with me to entertain me. Let me explore the tone below."

"And the fuck's dinner? Lao Tzu didn't want to see their dog-faced monkey face!"

"That's OK! Once I train your successor, you Yanbang can abdicate and give up the virtuous! At that time, you will be stunned, and I will not ask you about the half-dollar P thing!"

Feng Xinglang said coldly.

"Are you angry? As for? How big is it!"

Yan Bang raised Xinglang's arm with his knee, "Okay, I listen to you, go and eat with them, drink with them, and accompany them ... I guess no one dares to sleep with them!"

Thinking about it, Yan Bang asked his eyes again, "Yes, Feng Xinglang, you have been turning around for a long time, and you haven't told me: did you hide your sister-in-law?"

"If you can be sure and sure, you don't have to ask me, do you?"

Feng Xinglang asked indifferently.

******

In the master bedroom on the third floor, a faint scent of women swelled into the heart.

Lin Nuo's child has been returned to the master bedroom by Mummy Xue Luo. After Lan Youyou returned to Shencheng, Xue Luo instinctively put his son in the master bedroom to sleep with himself and her husband.

The little things with excess energy are on the rafters in the bedroom, on the carpet, on the tatami mats, on the chaise longues, and flipping back and forth.

When Feng Xinglang came in, the little thing was tired and fell asleep in Mummy's arms.

In the direction of the second-floor princess room, there was a faint cry from Fengtuan. I want to come because I miss mom, I used to cry before going to bed.

"Xing Lang, Tuan Tuan seems to be crying."

In fact, Feng Xinglang came up to the third floor from the study, and should hear the cry from the princess room on the second floor.

"Well, I heard!"

Feng Xinglang gave a brief reply, then leaned over and kissed the son in Xueluo's arms.

"Then why didn't you go and see? Tuan Tuan was crying so much, your older brother was more worried."

"This is a process that their father and daughter will adapt to sooner or later!"

The man's voice was faint.

Snow fell silent, and asked softly, "Xinglang, why did you say Lan Youyou hasn't returned to Fengjia? She is alone in Shencheng and there are no other relatives or friends. Where can I go?"

Xue Luo didn't really want to know Lan Youyou's whereabouts. It's just that I've been pressing a stone, and it's uncomfortable after all.

"Why, do you miss her?"

Feng Xinglang asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I miss her! You little sister-in-law would like to bitch, right ?!"

Xue Luo deliberately asked such sourness.

Feng Xinglang did not rush to answer the woman's sour words, but instead stared at the woman quietly, with a warm look.

"Wife, when can you be more confident ..."

With a slight exclaim, "Those are old things, and they should be turned over again! You can't help but feel sorry for yourself."

Xue Luo twisted the man, "Just a joke, look at the nervousness. Feng Xinglang, you are a guilty conscience!"

"Looks like we have to be honest tonight!"

Men began to take off their pajamas, exposing more chestnut muscles and flowing lines of power.

"Feng ... Feng Xinglang, you, what are you doing? Who wants to be honest with you ... Don't, don't, Nono is still here! He just fell asleep, don't wake him up ... ... "

Xue Luo panicked and shoved the man who was a messy arch. The silk pajamas were not loose, and they were almost broken by the men.

"Wife, do me a favor."

The man slightly hesitated.

"What can I help you with?" Xue Luo was already coquettish.

"The nutritionist I mentioned to you yesterday, I want her to live in the family as a Nono tutor. In this way, my brother's resistance may be less. Naturally."

Snow fell for a moment: Does this man really want to remove Lan Youyou from the life of his brother Feng Lixin's father and daughter?

"I'm also looking for a Chinese teacher for our Nuo Nuo. By the way, teach Nuo Nu etiquette and etiquette. And I want to find an nanny. Young people shouldn't make them too hard. "

"Well, my woman thinks very well! That's why Mrs. Feng has a fan!"

The man squeezed the woman's hands with a strong arm, preventing her from hiding the spring scene in her pajamas.

"Xinglang, what if your elder brother can't forget Lan Youyou in this life?"

"Nothing! Then he keeps remembering!"

Xue Luo looked deeply at the man's less-clear face, approached him, and snuggled himself into the man's arms.

"Feng Xinglang, I really love you!"

Snow fell on the man's chest and kissed him closely. "When I was pregnant with Nono, I wanted to give up my life several times, but I can think of our common child being born in my stomach. Gritted his teeth and came back ... "

The crystal clear tears overflowed from Xue Luo's eyes and flowed onto the man's chest.

"I've always been inferior: Because I fell in love with you as a sister-in-law, how unscrupulous and unscrupulous! I want to love you, but I dare not love, nor can I ... I have to break my heart! "

"Later when I knew that my husband was you Fengxinglang, I was going crazy!"

"You can not love me or even hate me, but you use this despicable way to cheat my feelings ... but then I forgiven you stupidly!"

"What forbearance and self-esteem I have forgotten ... love you, I am not afraid of everlasting disaster!"