Knowing that he couldn't win against Feng Xinglang, Feng Lixin chose to ask Lan Youyou directly.
Lan Youyou's gaze toward Feng Xinglang seemed to be asking for help. To a certain extent, it had already told Feng Lixin that Lan Youyou and Feng Xinglang knew each other! And they chose to hide it from him, Feng Lixin! "If I knew her earlier, would I have given her the opportunity to harm you?"
Feng Xinglang continued. Every word was stained with the fire of his anger and hatred. His handsome face turned gloomy.
It was the same old topic again! It had been more than half a year. Why did he have to bring it up again?!
Lan Youyou didn't realize that the harm she had done to Feng Lixin was uncountable and irreconcilable!
After being yelled at by Feng Xinglang, Lan Youyou didn't say anything. She lowered her head and began to polish her nails.
"Why are you yelling again? Are you the only one with a loud voice? "
Feng Lixin chose to stop this topic. No matter what happened between Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou, he didn't want to see Feng Xinglang hurt Lan Youyou.
Feng Xinglang seemed to realize more and more: Big Brother Feng Lixin loved Lan Youyou, this demonic woman. He loved her to the bone and it was in his blood. He had no self-esteem, no self. He could die for her, and he could live for her! He was not even as lowly as a speck of dust! "I'm not bragging. If I practice my voice, I'll definitely be another Pavarotti!"
Feng Xinglang used a humorous method to protect Feng Lixin's fragile heart.
With such a brother, what more could a brother ask for? "Hahahaha …" Lan Youyou laughed like silver bells. "You're much more handsome than Pavarotti!"
Feng Xinglang coldly glared at Lan Youyou, the instigator.
"You only know how to be mean to me!" Lan Youyou pouted her seductive red lips and glared back at Feng Xinglang. However, she became dispirited and didn't say anything.
It seemed that the sensitive Feng Lixin once again realized that as long as his brother Feng Xinglang was around, she would be infinitely happy.
Or perhaps, every time she looked up in the living room of the Feng family, she was actually not waiting for him, Feng Lixin, but Feng Xinglang! The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed! It wasn't just a likeness, it was an iron-clad fact!
Feng Lixin's hands, which were hanging by her side, began to exert force uncontrollably. He wanted to clench his fists, but he couldn't.
He hated his disobedient limbs to death! He wished he could chop them off one by one! There was also his own face that was beyond recognition! What was the point of keeping it? It would be better for him to die and end all his troubles! Feng Lixin's breathing quickened. One could even hear the wheezing sound of his lungs being unable to withstand the pressure.
"Brother … Brother … What happened to you? Could it be that he couldn't breathe? Slowly, slowly, there's no rush … "
Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin in his arms and roared at Lan Youyou, who was painting her nails.
"Lan Youyou, throw your damn nail polish out the window! Hurry up! "
Nail polish was a highly volatile chemical product, and it was not suitable to be applied in a closed car. What's more, there was still Feng Lixin in the car who was having trouble breathing! Lan Youyou, who was unscrupulously painting her nails, was suddenly yelled at by Feng Xinglang. She felt unwell.
Seeing that Lan Youyou was still indifferent, Feng Xinglang snatched the nail polish from her hand and threw it out of the car window without looking.
The commercial car had been parked by the roadside by Housekeeper Mo. He opened the door to let the pungent air flow out.
Feng Lixin's physique was much better than it was a month ago. The nail polish just now was indeed the cause of his shortness of breath; however, what really made it difficult for Feng Lixin to breathe was the repressed emotions in his heart that could not be dispelled.
In the end, he managed to slow down the rapid breathing that almost made him breathless.
"Lan Youyou, in the future, you are not allowed to paint your nails in the Feng family, understand?"
Obviously, Feng Xinglang's anger had not subsided. He turned his head and scolded Lan Youyou.
Lan Youyou felt wronged. However, seeing how anxious Feng Xinglang was because of his brother, Feng Lixin, she inevitably felt sorry for him.
"Lixin, are you alright? I'm sorry! "
Although she was unwilling, Lan Youyou still reluctantly apologized to Feng Lixin. After that, she imitated Feng Xinglang and spread her palm to Feng Lixin's Xiongxiong mouth.
"Take your filthy hands off me!"
Feng Xinglang roared again. He mercilessly grabbed Lan Youyou's hand that was caressing Feng Lixin's Xiongxiong mouth and flung it away in disgust.
That hand had only rubbed one finger. However, the smell lingered.
Lan Youyou's grievance exploded in an instant.
"Feng Xinglang! You're fascists! "
"I'm a fascist! If you're not convinced, get out of the car! "
Feng Xinglang roared at Lan Youyou in anger.
"I'll get out! I'll get out. Feng Xinglang, don't beg me to come back! "
Lan Youyou picked up her handbag and pushed open the car door to get out. However, a gust of cold wind blew after the door was opened. She stopped in her tracks and returned to her seat.
"Why aren't you getting out?"
Feng Xinglang thought that this woman had realized something.
"Why should I get out by myself? I was invited back to the Feng family by you, Feng Xinglang! If you have the ability, throw me out of this car in front of your brother! "
Lan Youyou rolled her eyes. She was beautiful, playful, and cold.
She had just thought: Lin Xueluo could endure the humiliation of being thrown out of the Feng family by Feng Xinglang, thrown down the stairs, thrown into the rain. Why couldn't she, Lan Youyou, endure it?
She really didn't understand: Feng Xinglang dared to throw her out of this car in front of his brother! Without waiting for Feng Xing Lang to commit atrocities against Lan Youyou, Feng Lixin spoke first.
"Xinglang, what are you doing? Youyou only put on a nail polish. She didn't do it on purpose. It's my own physique that's not good enough! Besides, haven't you already thrown away Youyou's nail polish? "
"That's right! I didn't do it on purpose! You're so fierce. Do you want to eat people? "
Lan Youyou immediately followed behind Feng Lixin and scolded Feng Xinglang.
"You shut up! From now on, you don't have the right to speak! "
Feng Xinglang scolded harshly.
Lan Youyou immediately shut her mouth obediently. After all, she was in the wrong first. However, when she thought that she had successfully kissed Feng Xinglang today, Lan Youyou felt quite happy.
For the whole morning, Feng Xinglang had been guarding Feng Lixin. Although Lan Youyou was extremely bored, with Feng Xinglang around, she still patiently accompanied him in the treatment room. Then, he fell asleep on the bed accompanying him.
When she woke up, Feng Xinglang was already gone.
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