Feng Xinglang's handsome face wasn't that bad, it was just a little long.
He was still quietly moving Feng Lixin's arm to prevent the newly grown epidermal tissue from hardening, which would affect Feng Lixin's skin grafting surgery and rehabilitation treatment.
"Our Da Ha is now close to Xue Luo! Because it knows how good Xue Luo is, kind and gentle. "
Feng Lixin continued Lan Youyou's words. He didn't want the atmosphere to be too awkward, and he didn't want Xue Luo to be embarrassed.
However, his words were full of hidden meanings. Even a husky could understand the goodness of Xue Luo and was so close to her. You, Feng Xinglang, are a living person. Don't tell me that you, Feng Xinglang, have not realized the goodness of Xue Luo?
In other words: You, Feng Xinglang, can't even be compared to a dog?
Well, only Feng Lixin would dare to 'educate' his spoiled and unruly baby brother like this.
Feng Xinglang continued to move Feng Lixin's arm as if he didn't hear anything.
On the dinner table, because of the bowl of chicken soup and potato pancakes, Xue Luo wasn't that hungry anymore. Tonight, her table manners were quite ladylike.
The fragrant Dongpo pork was placed on the table. Xue Luo took a look, but in the end, she didn't have the courage to reach for the fatty pork belly.
But in her heart, she still wanted to eat it.
So her gaze lingered on it for a second.
Feng Xinglang's table manners were still fierce. It was as if looking at his good appetite, he felt that tonight's dishes were delicious, and the audience's appetite was also good.
Especially when he was eating the Dongpo pork, his domineering manly feelings made people drool uncontrollably.
Xue Luo was really drooling, but not at Feng Xinglang, but at the Dongpo pork on the plate.
She wanted to eat it, but she didn't want to.
The second piece of Dongpo pork entered the man's mouth, but he only bit off the fatty part, and then sent it to Xue Luo's bowl.
This wasn't the first time Xue Luo ate the Dongpo pork that Feng Xinglang chewed off for her. Anyway, it was eight out of ten times.
So when Xue Luo sent the piece of Dongpo pork into her mouth, her action was skillful and natural.
At that moment, Xue Luo, who wanted to eat the Dongpo pork, didn't care about Lan Youyou's dumbfounded gaze.
Feng Xinglang was eating the fat of Lin Xue Luo? And Lin Xue Luo was eating the fat of Lin Xue Luo?
And Lin Xue Luo Xue Luo Luo was eating so happily?
"This brother-in-law is biting the fat fat on behalf of his sister-in-law. He's really passionate!"
Lan Xue Luo Xue Luo said. She deliberately said it for Feng Lixin to hear, so that he would know that his precious younger brother and his wife could be so ambiguous in front of them. She didn't know to what extent they were playing behind their backs!
Only then did Xue Luo realize that she had lost her composure. She actually ate the Dongpo pork that a man had bitten off so happily!
Xue Xue felt embarrassed, and Xue Xue, Ling.
But when she suddenly thought of Lan Youyou's ghostly words, "All the women who covet Feng Xinglang should die," her shyness was gone. What was left was only a slight tremble of fear and apprehension.
Xue Xue Xue Feng also Feng Feng who told. She. just. Lan. "Xue Xue Xue". Feng "Xue Xue Luo Xue. Da Feng Xue. Da.
Brother-in-law feeding his sister-in-law fat, it was really passionate.
Feng Xinglang was not in a hurry to reply to Lan Youyou's sour words. Instead, he picked out a thin and long fillet of beef from the sizzling tenderloin, bit off half of it with his mouth, and sent it to his mouth to wash away the seasoning before sending it into Feng Lixin's mouth.
Every time he fed Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang was exceptionally meticulous.
Once upon a time, he was still a carefree and unrestrained Second Young Master of the Feng family. However, he had now become Lan You You's' Brother Slave '.
After feeding Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang slowly opened his mouth.
"My Da Ha only likes to gnaw on bones. Occasionally, I'll help him eat the meat off the bones!"
Alright, this sentence was too wise and farsighted! Not only did he solve Xue Luo's problem, he also used what he learned. He even included Lin Xue Luo and Feng Lixin who compared Feng Xinglang to Da Ha.
He, Feng Xinglang, helped Da Ha eat the meat off the bones, helped Xue Luo remove the fat, and helped his big brother Feng Lixin bite off half a fillet … It seemed like he had turned the tables!
"You little brat, you're insulting me in a roundabout way!" Feng Lixin reprimanded.
"How would I dare! We're blood brothers! Insulting you is the same as insulting me, Feng Xinglang! "
Feng Xinglang dipped a spoon in some red wine and fed it to Feng Lixin. Normally, as long as he was around, he would not let anyone else do it for him.
"It's good that you know!" Feng Lixin reprimanded.
"Auntie An, Youyou loves to eat meatballs. Give her some in a separate bowl."
Of course, Feng Lixin cared about his beloved woman. However, his hands could not hold chopsticks, so he had to trouble someone else to do it for him.
"Alright, I'll go get some fresh meatballs for Miss Lan." Auntie An replied.
"Isn't there some here? Why bother Auntie An to get it again! Brother, you're too biased! "
Feng Xinglang teased her as he scooped up two fresh fish balls and sent them into Lan Youyou's bowl.
Seeing that Feng Xinglang would personally add food for her, at least Lan Youyou's heart was happy. Eating the meatballs that Feng Xinglang gave her, her mood became better.
Xue Luo suddenly realized that Feng Xinglang was actually very tired.
His big brother Feng Lixin, he could not bear to let others take care of him; he still had to play around with her and Lan Youyou.
The most important thing was that these two women had an inseparable relationship with his big brother. It really made things difficult for Feng Xinglang!
"Xue Luo, what did you study?" Feng Lixin asked gently.
"Media studies." Xue Luo replied.
"Media studies? Leaning towards cultural media or advertising media? "Feng Lixin asked again.
"Advertising media."
"Oh … no wonder the smiling face fruit platter you made for me was so lifelike."
Feng Lixin still remembered that it was not long after Xue Luo married into the Feng family.
"If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow. I'll mash the fruit so that you can eat it. "
Xue Luo smiled sweetly. Pure and bright, so warm that it was as if she could hold the sunlight in her hands.
Thinking about how she was going to divorce Feng Lixin in a few days, Xue Luo still felt a little sad.
She knew that Feng Lixin was a good man, a cultured and refined gentleman. She did not want to hurt him, but she had no choice but to divorce him. She did not want to bear Feng Xinglang's child as Feng Lixin's wife!
Xue Luo subconsciously touched her stomach, which was pregnant with her and Feng Xinglang's child.
There were not many opportunities to sit at the same table with Feng Xinglang, so Xue Luo treasured it.
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