"Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Yan Bang had no intention of leaving.
"It's so late … Go back to your nest!" Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang.
"What time is it? Late my ass! "
Yan Bang squeezed in behind Feng Xinglang. "I helped you so much and I can't even drink water?"
Feng Xinglang glared at Yan Bang. "Then get out of here after drinking water!"
"Why are you so impatient? Why are you so angry? "
Yan Bang sat down on the sofa across from Feng Xinglang.
"Look at your gloomy face … What's bothering you this time?"
"Did you tell Xia Zhengyang about Xia Yishu?" Feng Xinglang asked calmly.
"I have to do it!"
Yan Bang put his leg on the leather stool. "You're degrading yourself by doing something like this!"
"What are you going to do with Xia Yishu?"
Feng Xinglang asked. After all, Xia Zhengyang was in the middle. They met frequently, so he couldn't go overboard.
"Isn't it inappropriate for you to care so much about my subordinates?"
What he meant was: What I want to do with Xia Yishu has nothing to do with you. You just have to be the high and mighty CEO Feng!
"Take it easy! Even if you want to beat a dog, you have to look at its owner, Xia Zhengyang! "
Feng Xinglang didn't want to pay too much attention to Xia Yishu. A military thug who hadn't shown up yet was enough to upset him.
"Mr. Yan, here's a cup of warm milk for you to sleep."
Auntie An brought Yan Bang the warm milk. It was almost 11 o 'clock, so drinking tea wasn't appropriate.
"I can't get used to this! Get me another cup of coffee! I want freshly ground coffee! "
Yan Bang drank milk. But at this moment, he didn't want to drink it. Freshly ground coffee took more time, so he could continue sitting like this with Feng Xinglang. Even though it was just a casual chat, he felt comfortable.
"Okay, Mr. Yan, I'll make coffee for you now."
Auntie An respected Yan Bang, the Feng family's benefactor.
Yan Bang was met with Feng Xinglang's sharp gaze. "Yan Bang, if you want to drink coffee, go back to your own nest! You're tormenting an old man in his sixties, aren't you cheap?! "
"It's just a cup of coffee … Do you have to be so mean to me?"
Yan Bang grinned. He propped his head up with his hand and looked at Feng Xinglang lazily. "Don't tell me you were scared by that military thug? Look at your expression, you look like you can't eat or sleep in peace! "
Feng Xinglang first swept a glance in the direction of the kitchen, then looked at Yan Bang, signaling him to stop talking about this topic!
"Is there a need to make yourself look like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow? If that military bastard dares to come to Shen Cheng city, I will make sure that he comes in vertically and leaves horizontally! "
"Yan Bang, when will you change your bad habit of bragging?"
Feng Xinglang sneered. "Is Fang Ruhai not enough for you to learn a lesson?"
Yan Bang raised his thick eyebrows. "I can tell, you're mocking me again! But you can do whatever you want as long as you're happy! "
"Be more alert these days! Don't look like you want to see me make a fool of myself! I'm having a hard time, and I think your good days will also come to an end! You and I in Shen Cheng city will be interdependent if the lips are gone! "
Feng Xinglang didn't know what he saw or felt something strange, but the way he chatted with Yan Bang became serious.
"Then who are the lips and who are the teeth? They say that lips and teeth depend on each other … But I don't see you leaning on me! "
Yan Bang still had a look of 'come and hit me' on his face. They just hugged each other on the sofa and looked at Feng Xinglang. This kind of moment was really leisurely.
"Go back to work! Let the leopard take it easy! Tonight's matter, stop here! I don't want my woman to worry about this! "
After throwing down this order, Feng Xinglang got up and walked upstairs. He knew that Yan Bang wouldn't continue to follow him, because that was his bottom line.
In the master bedroom on the third floor, Xue Luo was still sleeping soundly.
She seemed to have had a beautiful dream, and the corners of her lips were still raised in a smile.
The man couldn't help but lean over and kiss the woman's soft cheek, as well as that sweet smile on the corner of her lips.
"I really envy you … .You have such a husband who loves you so much!"
The man lightly bit the woman's earlobe, saying words of love that were exclusive to Feng Xinglang.
The woman was afraid of tickling, so she shrank her neck and groped toward the man's warm chest.
The words of love, the warm embrace, and Xue Luo's innocent and sweet sleeping appearance.
This night, warm!
….
That night, Xue Luo slept exceptionally well.
The next day, it was a bright and beautiful sunny day.
Xue Luo sat in front of a sumptuous breakfast, only smacking her lips, but didn't move to eat.
Everything returned to peace and tranquility. It was as if the soul-stirring scene last night didn't happen at all.
She was still Feng Xinglang's most beloved woman;
The second wife of the Feng family; Feng Linnuo's dear mommy!
No one could shake her today's position! Whether it was material or spiritual!
The little guy, on the other hand, was gulping down milk and eating meat pancakes.
"Mommy, why do you only look and not eat? Can you fill your stomach by looking? "
The little guy licked the crumbs on the corner of his mouth, "Mommy, don't tell me you want to go on a diet to lose weight again? I don't want to! Mommy's son likes meaty meat even more! It's very soft and comfortable to hug! "
"Oh, in order to hug mommy comfortably, you want mommy to sacrifice her body to accommodate you? How can you be as selfish as your own father! "
Although Xue Luo didn't have much appetite, she was still full of energy.
"How is my husband selfish? You can't use such an analogy! "
Feng Xinglang brought the small potato pies that Aunt An had just made to his wife.
But Xue Luo took a small piece of potato pies and took a small bite, then put it back into the bamboo basket.
"What's wrong? You don't have any appetite? "
Seeing that the woman really didn't have any appetite, Feng Xinglang asked again, "Last night's braised wild boar trotters still not satisfied?"
"Don't want to eat … .Dry." Xue Luo mumbled.
"Then eat some pumpkin porridge. It moisturizes the mouth and nourishes the stomach. "
Feng Xinglang gave the woman a small bowl of sticky pumpkin porridge.
"Also don't want to eat …." Xue Luo looked at the orange pumpkin porridge and frowned.
"Mommy, why are you so picky today? You're almost as picky as your own son! "
The little guy rarely saw his mommy being picky. Furthermore, pumpkin porridge with potato pies had always been mommy's favorite and never got tired of eating it.
But this morning, Xue Luo didn't want to eat it. Just looking at the pumpkin porridge and potato pies made her chest uncomfortable, not to mention eating it.
Half of the potato pies were still in her mouth. Xue Luo couldn't spit it out, but she also couldn't swallow it.
"Then eat some meat to fight greediness."
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