It can make people feel calm, healing, and comfortable!
Feng Xinglang was also surprised: I actually became a healer during this trip to Pater Castle?
When did I have such a high level of awareness?
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It was almost 11 o 'clock at night when Feng Xinglang dragged his tired steps back to his wife Lin Xue Luo's bedroom.
Xue Luo's bedroom was at the corner of the second floor, close to the study room. It was quiet and well hidden, so she would not be disturbed.
After all, almost all the people in Pate Castle were men. If Xue Luo lived here alone for five years, she would be out of place. Fortunately, Xue Luo was a smart woman. She knew how to reduce her presence and didn't show her face in front of River Town and her adopted sons.
Luckily most of the adopted sons in River Tun were not lecherous people. Xue Luo and her son were able to live here peacefully for five years.
But it was only relative peace. Because in Xue Luo's eyes, during those five years, she lived every day in Pater Castle in fear!
Fortunately, everything had changed now!
The person she was most afraid of had actually become her father-in-law! Her husband's biological father, her child's biological grandfather!
Fate really made a fool out of people!
"Why aren't you asleep? Aren't you tired? "
Looking at the woman waiting for him, Feng Xinglang became gentle.
"Xinglang, is Xing Shier's injury … serious?"
Xue Luo had been leaning on the side of the bed, reading to pass the time while waiting for her husband to return.
"You should be more concerned about me, your husband!"
Seeing that the woman waiting for him was not purely because of him, Feng Xinglang pulled her waist and they fell on the small bed that was only about 1.5 meters wide.
"Xinglang … move aside … you're pressing on me!"
Feng Xinglang's strong physique pressed on her. Xue Luo was really unable to bear his weight.
"Pretentious Miss Lin, looks like you're making your husband even more hungry!"
Feng Xinglang purposely pressed closer to her, squeezing the space between him and Xue Luo. "It's not like I've never pressed on you before … have you found the feeling?"
"Feng Xinglang, can you be more serious? I'm asking you about Xing Shier's injury! "
Xue Luo knew that the man was very tired today, so she took the initiative to help him relax his tight muscles.
"What a handsome young man! How could his face be disfigured!"
Feng Xinglang dragged his voice. "He Tun is really a f * cking lunatic!"
"Is it appropriate for you to say that about your own father?"
Xue Luo mumbled before asking, "Is Xing Shi Shi 'er's injury really that serious? Can I do plastic surgery in the future? Your eldest brother … "
Thinking that the main culprit who caused Feng Lixin to be in such a state was He Tun, Xue Luo stopped talking.
"If you want to console him, I've already consoled Xing Shier!"
He understood what the woman was trying to say.
"How is Xing Shier feeling now?"
"A big f * cking kid! He just had to coax her a little and it would be over! Ask Old Mo to contact the burn specialist at Massachusetts General Hospital tomorrow and ask him to get some medicine that my brother uses to soothe burns … "
Before Feng Xinglang could finish his sentence, he saw his wife, Lin Xueluo, staring at him with teary eyes.
"I say, why are the tear ducts of you and your son so developed? It had only been half a day, but they were already crying more fiercely than the other? Do you want me, your husband, to die from heartache?! "
The moment Feng Xinglang said this, the tears in Xue Luo's eyes instantly burst out.
"Xinglang … you're the best! I thank you on behalf of Xing Shi Shi and the rest! "
Xue Luo hugged her husband's neck tightly as she sobbed.
"First let me make things clear: What do you mean by on behalf of Xing Shi Shi? What kind of person do you think Xing Shi Shi is? "
Indeed there was an element of jealousy in him, but it was also to appease the sad woman and divert her attention.
"Stop messing around …"
Xue Luo stuck close to the man's face, "Xinglang, actually you're a good person! A very good person! "
"F * ck! Another one scolding me! "
Feng Xinglang was not used to people using the word 'good person' to praise him. Subconsciously, he felt that he was not even close to being a 'good person'!
"Oh right, where's my Young Master Nuo?"
Feng Xinglang ended the topic that made Xue Luo sad.
"He should be at Hetun."
Xue Luo worriedly asked Feng Xinglang for his opinion, "Xinglang, why don't you go and drag Nuo Nuo back to our room? Hetun's arm … Nuo Nuo loves to mess around … "
Yet another sentimental knot! Xue Luo's expression dimmed.
"Then let this little thing mess around! If we don't mess around in Hetun for a few days, it would be too easy on him! "
"… …"
Xue Luo pursed her lips and agreed to Feng Xinglang's suggestion.
The little fellow could already walk sideways in the entire Pater Castle, there was no need to worry about his safety!
The only thing that made Xue Luo worried was that her son would mess around recklessly!
… …
To be honest, Xue Luo had never imagined that she would be hugged by her husband Feng Xinglang to sleep in Pater Castle.
This was really too inconceivable! Or maybe miracles really happened every day in this world.
Xue Luo slept peacefully but Feng Xinglang was unable to sleep.
He didn't have any central idea, just randomly rewinding the fragments of the past and recalling them intermittently.
Until early morning, when the sky had just brightened, Feng Xinglang finally fell asleep with difficulty. It should be because his eyelids were too tired.
But not even half an hour after Feng Xinglang closed his eyes, a light knocking sound came from the door.
The sound was not loud, it was very polite.
Of course, this kind of polite method had never worked on Feng Xinglang. Worried that the woman in his arms would wake up, Feng Xinglang purposely hugged Xue Luo in the blanket, covering her ears.
This polite knocking sound only lasted for six or seven times before it stopped.
Xing Shiqi, who was at his wit's end, could only look for Xing Ba to discuss.
Xing Ba pondered for two to three minutes before giving Xing Shiqi a good plan.
Originally he thought that since the polite knocking sound did not get a response, he could continue to have a good sleep. But Feng Xinglang did not expect that the hurried knocking sound would come one after another!
"Father … father … wake up … wake up … something big has happened!"
It was his son Lin Nuo who was shouting with all his might! It was accompanied by his vicious and impatient knocking on the door.
Which bastard woke his son up so early in the morning?
What was even more hateful was that this bastard who was seeking death actually let his son wake him up?!
Why did this little thing help an outsider? Didn't he know that his father liked to sleep in the morning?!
"Father … wake up … my second brother is about to die … he said he wants to see you! If he doesn't see you, he will … he will … "
What will he say?
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