"Re … Really?"
The woman in his arms was refreshing. Ye Shinian swallowed hard and was instantly elated.
However, Ye Shinian was still reserved and tactfully asked: "Brother Lang, this isn't very good … She's Brother Lixin's beloved woman, a brother's wife cannot be bullied. You're really willing to let me sleep with her? "
Feng Xinglang was not in a hurry to answer Ye Shinian's obvious joy. Instead, he stared at him deeply, then curled his lips and snorted coldly: "It seems like you really want to sleep with her?"
"No, no, no, I don't want to!" Seeing that Feng Xinglang's expression was not right, Ye Shinian immediately restrained his rippling amorous feelings and righteously said: "You can't bully a brother's wife! I firmly maintain Brother Lixin's ownership of her and will not touch her! "
"That's more like it!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly: "You can't touch this woman! If you miss a woman, go to the Night Manor yourself. I'll let Cong Gang take your place for a few days. "
That was really dangerous! Since you, Feng Xinglang, refused to let other men touch your own brother's woman, why did you even say anything? You were clearly trying to drag others into the muddy waters! Fortunately, he was quick-witted enough to retract the restless thoughts in his heart in time.
"No, no need! I don't want a woman! "Ye Shinian hurriedly declined.
Ye Shinian knew that if Lan Youyou fell into Cong Gang's hands, even if she didn't die, her skin would fall off. Cong Gang had never been a person who would have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex. In his hands, there was no distinction between men and women, only life and death.
"En, then hurry up and take this woman away!" Feng Xinglang felt a headache coming on when he looked at this woman for one more time.
"Serve her well! Don't let her become thin, and don't let her have any external injuries. Especially her face, you have to take good care of it for my brother. "Feng Xinglang reminded.
"…"
This task was too difficult! One must know that this woman, Lan Youyou, was not a docile little house cat or a well-behaved rabbit. She was a violent woman with sharp teeth. She would take her own life and the lives of others as a joke at the drop of a hat.
Seeing that Ye Shinian was rooted to the spot with a bitter expression, Feng Xinglang said coldly: "What, is there a problem?"
"No, no problem."
Ye Shinian carried Lan Youyou and quickly left the Feng family. He was most worried that Feng Xinglang would say: Let Cong Gang replace him! Otherwise, Lan Youyou would have really been defeated by Cong Gang.
Watching Ye Shinian leave with blue youyou in his arms, Aunt An sighed, "second young master, this miss blue is not here. If the eldest young master calls back and asks her, how can she answer?"
"Tonight you answer: She's asleep! As for tomorrow's matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow. "
After saying this, Feng Xinglang headed downstairs to the guest room. Because Lin Xueluo, the woman who had just been driven away by his anger, was still waiting in the guest room. Feng Xinglang stopped outside the room and sent two audio clips to his assistant, Nina.
He had already become one with a woman, so why would he need to knock on the door like a gentleman? In Feng Xinglang's opinion, there was no need for that.
Thus, Feng Xinglang pushed the door open and entered. Xue Luo sat in front of the desk, looking so beautiful.
This kind of leisurely warmth was perhaps what a tired and hateful heart needed.
Xue Luo turned around and glanced at the man who had already lost his ruthlessness. Feng Xinglang's fiendish look just now did not scare Xue Luo. She was already used to the man's sudden rage. It was just that every time this happened, Xue Luo would feel sad for the man.
The man she hoped for should be as bright and cheerful as the morning sun. Not like now, where he was wrapped in hatred. Even his body and mind were trapped in that kind of hatred!
"Are you angry?" Feng Xinglang asked tiredly.
"No." Xue Luo replied softly.
She felt that the man's state was not suitable to talk about her divorce with his brother Feng Lixin. However, Xue Luo still forced herself to take out the divorce agreement and pushed it in front of Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, this is my divorce agreement with your brother. I've already signed it. Take a look, if it's convenient, can you help me take it to the hospital for your brother to sign? "
Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows became heavy. He stared at the signed divorce agreement with a silent expression. It was impossible to read what he was thinking.
After a long time, Feng Xinglang opened his thin lips and asked faintly, "Is it because I'm not good enough to you?"
Xue Luo thought that Feng Xinglang would fly into a rage at her. She also thought that Feng Xinglang would not allow her to divorce his brother. However, she did not expect him to ask such a question. For a moment, she did not know how to answer. It seemed that his question did not have much to do with her and Feng Lixin's divorce.
"I can't do anything in your Feng family. It's almost equivalent to an extra person who eats and drinks! What's more, Lan Youyou is back. Your brother doesn't need a bride like me who married into his family … "
"I need you!" Feng Xinglang said coldly, interrupting Xue Luo's self-mockery and belittling of herself.
The words' I need you 'really made Xue Luo swallow back all the words she wanted to say. She looked at Feng Xinglang in shock. It was as if she did not believe that these words came out from a man's mouth.
A trace of warmth unconsciously rippled in her heart.
He quickly stretched out his large palm and grabbed the back of her neck. Then … he kissed her fiercely!
His kiss was very sticky. It was like a strong magnet. She was unable to struggle and escape.
He wrapped around every inch of her beauty. He also offered his breath to her. It was so suffocating that she could not breathe. Every time she was kissed by him, Xue Luo would have an illusion that she was possessed. Her rational thoughts were slowly eroded by his warmth. She was kissed until she was dizzy. She was almost out of breath. Her body naturally fell down. Then, he would slowly let go of her …
Soften this kiss!
Aunt An was really worried that Second Young Master and Second Young Mistress would quarrel again. One must know that Second Young Master had pretended to be Eldest Young Master to deceive and tease Second Young Mistress. Now, there was another Lan Youyou.
If Mrs. Xue Luo was angry with Second Young Master, Aunt An was determined to stand on Mrs. Xue Luo's side.
This Second Young Master was really too much. He clearly knew that Mrs. Xue Luo was hiding in the guest room. Yet, he still kissed, hugged, and fed Miss Lan soup. It was really impolite.
Moreover, this Miss Lan was Eldest Young Master's beloved woman.
The old Aunt An clearly had a feudal tradition. She felt that no matter what the reason was, Second Young Master Feng Xinglang should not be touching his big brother's woman.
Aunt An took the opportunity to carry the beef brisket soup into the guest room to find out what was going on. The moment the door creaked open, the young man and woman's fiery breath rushed out.
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