Feng Xinglang could feel Feng Lixin's heart throbbing. He used both hands to slightly press down on Feng Lixin's trembling shoulders.
"Brother, take off your mask. Miss Lan is right. What we all remember is your handsome appearance when you were in high spirits. "Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin's shoulder and slowly took off Feng Lixin's mask.
"No …"
Feng Lixin instinctively wanted to raise his hand to stop him, but Feng Xinglang kissed his ferocious face deeply and then pressed his cheek against Feng Lixin's.
The two brothers hugged each other quietly and peacefully, just like how Feng Lixin comforted Feng Xinglang when he was beaten when he was a child.
Housekeeper Mo and Auntie An couldn't help crying when they saw the deep affection between the two brothers. It would be great if all of this had never happened and the Eldest Young Master was still the gentle Young Master of the Feng Family.
Lan Youyou also became sad. Because of Feng Xinglang's sadness! She really regretted hurting Feng Xinglang's most beloved big brother to this extent.
She knew that Feng Xinglang must hate her. He hated her, but she didn't blame him. She just felt sorry for the man who was hurt because of his brother Feng Lixin. This was what Lan Youyou didn't want to see.
"Brother, the soup is getting cold. Let me feed you." Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse but gentle.
Feng Xinglang took the medicinal soup bowl from Lan Youyou's hands. Lan Youyou didn't stop him or say anything. The sad Feng Xinglang made Lan Youyou's heart ache the most. She would rather see Feng Xinglang torment her in a rage than see Feng Xinglang so dejected.
Feng Lixin's nose was seriously burned. Without a rhinoplasty, it couldn't be recovered by a simple skin graft. Therefore, it looked a little sinister and terrifying. The muscles on his lips were twisted awkwardly, so it became difficult to feed the medicine.
But almost all of Feng Lixin's medicine was fed by Feng Xinglang himself, so he could feed it with ease.
There was still a little medicinal soup overflowing from the corner of Feng Lixin's mouth. Lan Youyou immediately took a tissue and wiped it for Feng Lixin. Lan Youyou didn't reject serving his brother with Feng Xinglang. It was as if at this moment, she had forgotten that she was the culprit.
"Youyou, thank you."
Lan Youyou's small wiping action made Feng Lixin feel extremely flattered. It seemed that in Lan Youyou's eyes, Feng Lixin did not see fear or disgust, which made him feel even more grateful. Perhaps he wouldn't even think that this woman was the culprit who had caused him to end up like this.
Because of love, Feng Lixin unscrupulously tolerated all the crimes committed by Lan Youyou. In Feng Lixin's opinion, Lan Youyou had no choice but to do this. He had never blamed her for it.
"Brother, are you only going to thank her and not me?" Feng Xinglang interjected. It was a light tease at the right time.
"Do you still need to be calculative with me?" Feng Lixin had always been spoiling Feng Xinglang. "Alright, thank you too."
*****
It took more than an hour for him to finish serving Feng Lixin's medicinal cuisine.
Feng Lixin fell asleep with an incomparably joyful mood. Under the effects of the medicine during the day, he slept very soundly.
However, Feng Xinglang did not seem to be in a good mood. He lazily sat on the sofa in the living room, wantonly maintaining his domineering sitting posture.
Lan Youyou moved over with small steps, as soft as a domesticated Persian cat, and carefully snuggled into Feng Xinglang's arms.
"Lan Youyou, I really want to kill you!" Feng Xinglang's thin lips spilled out a vicious word.
"I know!" Lan Youyou used her slender jade fingers to draw circles on Feng Xinglang's strong chest. She buried her head deep in his arms, so delicate and weak that she did not dare to look up at him.
When Lan Youyou saw how deep the relationship between Feng Xinglang and Feng Lixin was, she knew how much Feng Xinglang hated her.
"I'm sorry, Ah Lang, I really didn't expect Feng Lixin to be your big brother … Ah Lang, I'm sorry." She buried her face in his arms and softly sobbed. He did not know if she was putting on a show or if she really found her conscience.
"But you can't kill me now … because your big brother still needs me." Lan Youyou, who was weeping like a pear blossom, was so beautiful that it made people feel pity for her.
"If it wasn't for my big brother, do you think I would let you live until now? You, Lan Youyou, would have died a long time ago! "Feng Xinglang's sharp voice was cold and harsh.
"I don't believe that you're really willing to kill me!"
Lan Youyou murmured and bit his strong chest through his clothes. However, it was not easy to bite because Feng Xinglang's whole body was too tense because of his anger.
"Who is the big fish behind you? You're so protective of him, is he your big one? "Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
Lan Youyou, who was in his arms, giggled, "I'm still a virgin! How could there be a big one? If you don't believe me, you can try because that thing is still there. "
Lan Youyou held Feng Xinglang's hand and wanted to cover his big palm on her beautiful body. However, Feng Xinglang stiffly took his hand away and pushed her out of his arms.
"Leave that thing of yours for my big brother!" Feng Xinglang jumped up from the sofa and strode out of the living room.
Leave it for Feng Lixin? Don't even think about it! Other than Feng Xinglang, no other man could touch that thing of hers.
Seeing Feng Xinglang get up and leave, Lan Youyou didn't even bother to put on her shoes. She ran over barefooted and called out anxiously, "Ah Lang, it's so late, where are you going?"
Lan Youyou's dashing figure was blocked by someone. It was a man as cold as a thousand-year-old ice — Cong Gang.
"Since you won't tell me, then I'll have to catch that big fish myself!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.
"Ah Lang, you can't beat him!" Lan Youyou was anxious, "Don't make unnecessary sacrifices, okay? He already promised me that he won't trouble you and your brother anymore! Ah Lang, think about your brother, he can't lose you again! "
"What you have to do is to stay in the Feng family! When you're bored, think about how to please my brother! "Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, got into the car and sped away.
Watching Feng Xinglang's Ferrari leave, Lan Youyou's eyes darkened.
Over the past few days, Lan Youyou realized that not only did Feng Xinglang not return at night, even the servants of the Feng family seemed to be acting suspiciously.
Every day at noon, after Lan Youyou was done with her meals, Aunt An would run out with a thermos bottle in her arms. The food in the thermos bottle was not sent to Feng Lixin in the hospital.
Since it wasn't for Feng Lixin, then who was it for? Feng Xinglang? Impossible! Feng Xinglang hated drinking this kind of soup.
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