Lan Youyou only glanced at the Feng family's extravagance and grandeur.
It was said that daughters should be raised well. Lan Youyou's glance was the typical result of being raised well. In Lan Youyou's eyes, the extravagance and grandeur of the Feng family paled in comparison to the nobility and elegance of Pater Castle.
Lan Youyou looked at the bowl of cinnamon brisket soup on the coffee table. It was Aunt An who served it to Xue Luo. After Xue Luo went to the guest room, the bowl of brisket soup was left on the coffee table in the living room.
Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes instantly sharpened. She looked around sharply, trying to find Xue Luo's figure.
"Where's Lin Xue Luo, that white lotus?" Lan Youyou asked Aunt An.
Lan Youyou saw the brisket soup on the coffee table. Aunt An, of course, saw it too. Hearing Lan Youyou's unfriendly question, Aunt An hurriedly replied respectfully, "My wife has been living in the dormitory these days. Miss Lan, you must be tired. Have some brisket soup to warm yourself up first. "
"Living in the dormitory? Ah, that white lotus Lin Xue Luo is actually a student? In order to marry into the Feng family, she really worked hard. "Lan Youyou sneered.
Feng Xinglang frowned when he heard this' white lotus'. The bowl of brisket soup was a good indication: the little wild cat had come back obediently. But now she was hiding in a corner of the Feng family, waiting to watch a good show.
In a while, there would indeed be a good show!
Feng Xinglang lazily sat on the sofa, picked up the bowl of brisket soup and began to quench his thirst. Aunt An had always paid attention to the food of the Feng family's masters.
"I want to drink too!" Lan Youyou sat close to Feng Xinglang's strong physique, snuggled against his arm and acted like a spoiled child.
Aunt An hurriedly responded, "Miss Lan, please sit down first. I'll go and get it for you."
Lan Youyou didn't really want to drink the brisket soup. She just wanted to find the mood to be intimate with Feng Xinglang.
Thus, she playfully licked her red lips and took a small sip from Feng Xinglang's spoon. It was full of a woman's charming charm. It was as if she wasn't sipping the soup in the spoon, but Feng Xinglang's lips.
Aunt An was experienced. How could she not notice that the second young master was flirting with Miss Lan?
But Second Young Master was a man with a wife! And Mrs Xue Luo was in the guest room!
Taking ten thousand steps back, this Lan Youyou was clearly the beloved woman of the eldest young master Feng Lixin. How could she be so charming with the second young master?!
To be honest, if this woman named Lan Youyou can really accompany the young master Feng Lixin and is the woman the young master loves, Aunt An will definitely welcome her warmly. She sincerely hoped that the two young masters of the Feng family could live well.
But judging from the current situation, things seemed to be going against his wishes. This Miss Lan Youyou is not fond of the eldest young master Feng Lixin, but the second young master Feng Xinglang! What should he do with this messy relationship?
Aunt An hurriedly brought over a bowl of beef brisket soup, trying to separate Lan Youyou and Second Young Master Feng Xinglang. After all, Madam Xue Luo was still around. He couldn't let them mess around under Madam's nose.
"Miss Lan, please drink this bowl of beef brisket soup."
"No! I want to drink from Ah Lang's bowl. You can drink that bowl yourself! "
Lan Youyou pouted her plump red lips and sipped the beef brisket soup in Feng Xinglang's bowl. They were like a pair of lovers who were passionately in love.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang was a little absent-minded. He allowed Lan Youyou to spoil the soup in his bowl; but his gaze was always on the Feng family's landline.
Thinking about it, it should be about time. Based on Big Brother Feng Lixin's love for Lan Youyou, he can't wait for too long.
Sure enough, the Feng family's landline rang under Feng Xinglang's gaze. The first to answer the phone was Aunt An.
"Is it Eldest Young Master? Yes, yes, yes … Miss Lan is here. "
Aunt An was delighted to hear Feng Lixin's spirited voice. Although the words were not clear, the Feng family could almost all distinguish it.
"Miss Lan, Eldest Young Master's phone call." Aunt An respectfully brought the landline to Lan Youyou.
Lan Youyou's beautiful face instantly darkened. It was obvious that she was unhappy after being disturbed. It seemed that she didn't want to answer Feng Lixin's phone call.
Feng Xinglang sent the beef brisket soup to the woman's lips and murmured in a low and magnetic voice, "Good girl! Answer the phone! "
Was this the diamond VIP service that Feng Xinglang promised? Lan Youyou sucked the beef brisket soup in the spoon. She was as beautiful as a budding flower, exceptionally charming.
To be honest, Aunt An couldn't understand Second Young Master Feng Xinglang's intimate action toward Lan Youyou. Not to mention that he was a man with a wife, Lan Youyou was the beloved woman of Eldest Young Master Feng Lixin. He couldn't flirt with Lan Youyou so unscrupulously!
Did Second Young Master still have Eldest Young Master in his heart?!
Patiently waiting for the woman to finish the beef brisket soup in the spoon, Feng Xinglang pointed to the phone in Aunt An's hand. Lan Youyou reluctantly put away the unhappiness in her heart and took the phone in Aunt An's hand.
"Youyou, have you arrived at the Feng family?" Feng Lixin's anxious and concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.
Feng Lixin's unclear words really made it difficult for Lan Youyou to listen. It was inevitable that she would develop a sense of disgust. She didn't have a good impression of Feng Lixin. She didn't feel grateful for his blind concern, but repelled and resisted it.
Under Feng Xinglang's hawk-like gaze, Lan Youyou lazily snorted and replied, "I just arrived. I'm drinking the beef brisket soup made by Aunt An. It's rich and warm. It's especially delicious! "
The soup was really delicious, but it was mostly because of Feng Xinglang's personal feeding. It was like the icing on the cake, which made her enjoy it comfortably.
Lan Youyou wanted to end the conversation with Feng Lixin as soon as possible because she couldn't wait to let Feng Xinglang serve her soup again. The beef brisket soup that was fed by the man's hand was not intoxicating, but intoxicating.
"Lixin, your body has just recovered. Don't talk too much. Rest well and recuperate. Bye-bye! "
Lan Youyou's gaze kept wandering on Feng Xinglang's handsome face. It seemed that every subtle movement of the man was so attractive to her. In the dignified, there was a sense of elegance and ruffian, full of charm, just like beauty in the eyes of the beholder.
Just looking at the man in front of her quietly, Lan Youyou was incomparably satisfied. She looked forward to such a quiet and good time, which could last forever.
It was good to have him!
After hanging up the phone, Lan Youyou couldn't wait to fly into Feng Xinglang's arms, carefully enjoying the world of the two of them, which seemed to be a lifetime apart.
This time, Feng Xinglang didn't push the woman in his arms away, but hugged her tightly.
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