One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 1138 – I'm so happy!
Xueluo really liked the feeling of being held in the palm of a man's hand.
It was so warm that it seemed to be able to melt her heart.
The man lowered his head and sniffed exaggeratedly. He frowned slightly and said, "Hmm, it really smells good!"
Without waiting for the woman to retort, the man tightened his grip on the woman's feet and said tenderly, "I like any smell of you!"
"You're so annoying!" Xueluo berated.
In front of so many people, these words that were filled with love and affection were exceptionally sweet to the point that it made one's teeth ache.
To treat a woman's stinky feet as a treasure …
Basong felt that he was about to get an awkward cancer!
Unable to bear it, he had already turned around. He really wasn't used to these sour words that were used to coaxing women to their hearts' content.
Feng Tuantuan's cute little eyes opened wide as they looked at Uncle and his aunt who were in deep emotions. She felt weird: 'Uncle's mom's stinky feet really smell that good? He hadn't even washed his hands, and Uncle was still in his palms?
Only little friend Linnuo bit his lips tightly. This bastard Feng Xinglang was trying to please his own mother again!
"Since you are so willful and won't listen to my advice, I really want to beat you up like I'm beating a child!"
Feng Xinglang gently pressed on the soles of the woman's feet to ease the pain, "But no matter what, I just can't bear to do it! After I beat you, the one who will hurt the most is me! "
Looking at the man's conflicted and melancholy, Xueluo smiled.
"Come on! I'm not afraid of you bullying me anymore! Because I have my own son to protect me! "
A pure and beautiful smile, extending from the corner of a woman's mouth all the way to her heart.
"Yes!" Kiss your son and protect Mommy! "
The little guy quickly leaned over and wrapped his arms around Mommy's neck.
"They will protect my mother and uncle too!" Feng Tuantuan followed suit.
"Feng Xinglang, how about it? Both children are protecting me, I want to see if you can still kill me?"
Even though he was already a six year old child's mother, Xueluo still enjoyed flirting with men.
It was as if she wanted to fall in love with him!
"It seems like I can only hit myself! "My wayward wife, my obedient son, I am so happy!"
Feng Xinglang cried exaggeratedly, he buried his face in the woman's body, using her as an advantage to arch his head again and again.
"Cough cough …" Xinglang, Xueluo, are you there too? "
Xia Zhengyang coughed to remind the loveable couple.
It wasn't that Xia Zhengyang didn't understand the situation, it was just that he had been waiting for a long time.
However, they didn't expect that this young couple would continue to play with each other without any shame. It's not really appropriate in this public, is it?
"Ah… Uncle… "Why are you here?"
Xueluo panicked and hurriedly climbed up from Feng Xinglang's body, as he miserably put on his high heels.
"Oh, let me hire an assistant for Painting. Even though the painting is small, I still have to check it. "
"Ah?" To draw a recruitment assistant? Wasn't he just 18 years old? What assistant should I use? "
Xueluo saw Xia Yihua leaning on a Porsche car. It was obvious at a glance that he was a fuerdai spoiled by his parents.
"What future can there be when you go to school? It would be better to put into practice what you truly know!"
Xia Zhengyang swallowed back all of his words of persuasion. For Xia Yihua to be spoiled to such a state, his uncle Xia Zhengyang definitely had to be the one who contributed the most. Xueluo was too lazy to try and persuade them anymore.
"What a coincidence!" Your niece is looking for a job today! "
Feng Xinglang slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, following that, she began to scheme, "Using a virtuous person to not avoid relatives, Uncle can think about it, and let his own niece, Lin Xueluo, be a painting assistant!"
With Xia Yihua's mischievousness, he reckoned that in less than three days, his wife Lin Xueluo would lose her confidence in going to work.
"…"
Xueluo looked at his husband Feng Xinglang in disbelief: "What the hell is this man saying?!" He actually wanted her to be his assistant to that playboy naughty child, Xia Yihua?
"Hehe, um … Xueluo's specialty… I'm afraid it's not right? "
Xia Zhengyang was also feeling quite awkward.
She wanted to say no, she would offend Feng Xinglang, the God of Fortune; she wanted to say yes, but was afraid that her own son would suffer. He knew that his niece never accepted his illegitimate son, Xia Yihua.
"Besides, you are the beloved wife of the President Feng, how can my family order you to do that?"
Xia Zhengyang smiled dryly.
"It doesn't matter! No matter how noble my, Feng Xinglang's, wife is still your niece! "
The angry expression on the woman's face explained everything. But Feng Xinglang still continued to fix it: To find a job, being Xia Yihua's assistant is very suitable!
Xueluo could tell that this man was doing it on purpose! Her hopes of going out to work had been thwarted.
"Um …" President Feng laughed. We'll talk about it later. We'll talk about it later. "
Xia Zhengyang grabbed his son Xia Yihua and quickly left the place.
If it was only Lin Xueluo, Xia Zhengyang could make her feel wronged as much as he wanted but his niece, Lin Xueluo, was the flesh of Feng Xinglang's heart, something that his son couldn't do.
In fact, Xia Zhengyang also regretted a little: If he had married one of his three daughters into the Feng Family, he might have become Feng Xinglang's own daughter.
Who would have thought that this Feng Xinglang would actually use his brother Feng Lixin's name to ask for a marriage?!
Anyway, it was his daughters who did not have this blessing, allowing their nieces to take advantage of the situation and let the fat flow to the foreign lands!
Xia Zhengyang more or less overlooked something: Those three daughter s of his, no matter what, must suit Feng Xinglang's needs, in order to have the following right?
Did he really think that it was a woman that could be forced onto Feng Xinglang?
When his uncle Xia Zhengyang left, Xueluo glared at the man angrily. "Feng Xinglang, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting at all…" Feng Xinglang expressed his weakness, "What meaning do I have?"
"You clearly know that Xia Yihua is a playboy, but you actually want me to be his assistant?" Xueluo said angrily.
"Who should we earn money from? Isn't that just earning money!?" Your husband is helping you! "
Feng Xinglang's voice was even more melodious than her singing, "What's more, you and Xia Yihua are cousins, it's easy to get acquainted with each other!"
"I'll find a job myself! You don't have to worry about that! "
Xueluo bellowed out, and dragged his aching feet towards Basong's carriage.
"And willful? "Who doted on me!"
However, the man grabbed him by the waist and shoved him into the passenger seat of the Lexus.
… ….
The lunch was packed from the Yulong City. The taste was naturally very good.
Nina led the two children to the secretary's office, leaving the resting room to the president and president's wife.
Xueluo's leg was already cold, and was swaying left and right on top of Feng Xinglang's leg. It wasn't too painful, but Xueluo just wanted to be spoiled so much by Feng Xinglang.
"Lan Youyou returned to the Feng Family."
Feng Xinglang brought the woman over and said indifferently.
"Then let's go back!" She is the first wife of the Feng Family. If she wants to return to the Feng Family, who can stop her! "
Xueluo said calmly. In fact, Feng Lixin had already given her a call this morning. He also knew that Feng Lixin would definitely call his precious little brother again for instructions. Thus, the younger brother of his' brother slave 'would definitely agree to it!
"I don't think Lan Youyou will live long …"
Feng Xinglang hugged the woman in his arms tighter, "My brother wants her to leave peacefully."
How long will he live?
Xueluo was slightly startled: She knew that Lan Youyou's health had not been good after he had been imprisoned. She had previously thought that she was pretending, but after hearing Mo Ranran's description, it seemed like she was seriously ill.
"What kind of sickness did Lan Youyou get?" Xueluo asked.
"A blood disease. They say it's coagulopathy. "
"But for diseases like this, most of them are inherited. Why would Lan Youyou suddenly have such an illness?"
"Who knows!" It's probably her punishment. " The man let out a meaningful sigh.
Xueluo originally wanted to ask more, but suddenly he did not say anything, he simply stood up and held onto the man's head.
"Xinglang, our family will be fine! Happy and happy life, healthy and healthy every day. "
"I will!"
The man grunted. He buried himself in his wife's arms for a long time without moving.
After returning to the Feng Family, Xueluo did not take the initiative to visit the severely ill Lan Youyou in the villa in the next row.
She had not been kind enough to offer her good will to a woman who wanted to murder her life.
It wasn't just a question of what she was thinking. That woman had acted on it more than once already.
Fortunately, he was lucky that he was lucky. Otherwise, he would have died quite a few times already.
"Man, why didn't you go back to check on the sick Mommy?"
Xueluo softly asked as he glanced at Feng Tuantuan who was still playing with his blocks on the tatami.
"I'll play with Brother Nuonuo for a while longer before returning!"
Thinking of something, the little cutie raised her head, staring at the stars in her eyes and said: "Uncle, mom, Uncle said that we can stay here tonight, okay?"
His own mother had returned, but she was still staying at Uncle's aunt's place?
"Great!" You can live wherever you want! "
Xueluo was a little unable to understand the little guy's way of thinking. But he still agreed.
"Thank you, Aunt!" Aunt and Uncle are the best against the other team! "
The best again? What about her own mother? Xueluo sighed lightly.
After playing for a while longer, he saw Uncle Feng Xinglang walking out of the study room.
"Uncle, why don't you go back and see Mommy?"
Towards that mother who was as thin as a twig and almost mutated, Feng Tuantuan wanted to go closer, but he stopped himself.
"Don't you have feet? You still need Uncle to carry you on such a small path? "
Feng Xinglang curled his fingers and lovingly scratched the tip of the little guy's nose.
"Bundle of fears …"
"What are you afraid of?"
"My mother, she … She … She's so scary! "
For a child to actually use the word 'terrifying' to describe his own mother, Xueluo could not help but be taken aback when he heard it.
"You heartless little thing!"
Feng Xinglang lightly tapped the balls of his head, "Lan Youyou is your mother, will he eat you?"
"Xinglang, hold the ball and take a look."