Did she still treat him as her brother-in-law? Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt that it was very interesting but also a little sour. He wanted to vent his frustrations but couldn't.
Thinking back to the time when he used Feng Xingxin's name to seek marriage, he thought that no normal woman would be willing to marry into the Feng family. However, he didn't expect that Lin Xue Luo, a seemingly normal woman, would do something so abnormal.
"Tell me your purpose of marrying into the Feng family. Don't make it sound so dignified. I just want to hear the truth. "
Feng Xinglang didn't sound like he was interrogating. Xue Luo found it hard to accept his attitude. After all, from Xue Luo's point of view, no one was more concerned and protective of his brother Feng Lixin's health and status than Feng Xinglang.
"I want money! I'm a gold digger! I love money! " Since he didn't want her to say it in a dignified manner, she would make herself sound despicable. Perhaps this man would believe her.
Perhaps even Xue Luo herself found it hard to believe that she married into the Feng family just to solve her uncle Xia Zhengyang's urgent needs and to repay him for raising her. Since she couldn't get close to Feng Lixin, she would take good care of his daily life and fulfill her duty as a wife. That was all. As for Feng Lixin's money, what did it have to do with her? She had hands and feet. She could support herself.
A sentence that sounded like the truth might not be the truth.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Xue Luo. His voice was slightly cold. "Don't worry. I will satisfy your preferences."
"…" The man's words made Xue Luo slightly choke. Satisfy her preferences in what areas? Love of money?
She thought that Feng Xinglang would humiliate and ridicule her. However, he didn't. He even said that he would satisfy her preferences? It seemed like he was quite warm-hearted for his brother Feng Lixin.
"Does your back hurt?" Feng Xinglang asked softly. It was light and carried a trace of magnetism.
Xue Luo was not used to the sudden change of topic. Feng Xinglang was too concerned about his brother. Did he care about her because he loved her? But just now, he was laughing at her because her skin was thicker than his. That was why she helped him block the burning pot.
Xue Luo felt it for a moment, it was still a burning pain. She could only pray that there wouldn't be any blisters, or it would be ugly to leave a scar. Everyone has a love for beauty. Who would care if there was a scar or not? Perhaps a scar would be more suitable for Feng Lixin!
"It doesn't hurt," Xue Luo replied. He turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.
In the next second, Xue Luo felt the back of the seat tilt backwards. There was more space on her side. Feng Xinglang was adjusting the backrest for her to prevent her back from being too close to the backrest of the seat, because that would hurt.
Xue Luo's heart felt inexplicably warm. But the man's next words wiped away her previous emotions, leaving only her teeth itching.
"You'd better take off your shirt, it will chafe the wound. If it leaves a scar, it won't be beautiful anymore. "When Feng Xinglang said this, he was especially tender.
Xue Luo grabbed her shirt with both hands vigilantly and glared at Feng Xinglang, as if to say, "Don't you dare."
The woman's fierce and cute expression made Feng Xinglang's lips involuntarily curl up into a beautiful arc. It was actually quite interesting to tease this woman occasionally. At least at this moment, his mood would not be too depressed.
The Ferrari was like an arrow that had left the bow, speeding toward the Feng family. In terms of medicine to treat burns, it was likely that the Feng family's home was better than ordinary hospitals. Furthermore, a woman's back was not something that a group of random people could touch and look at. If someone wanted to do it, it should be him, Feng Xinglang, who did it himself.
The sports car steadily stopped in the courtyard of the Feng family. The moment Xue Luo got out of the car, the man walked over quickly. Without saying anything, he put the woman on his shoulder again.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Let go of me! "Xue Luo was really embarrassed. A brother-in-law was carrying her, his sister-in-law, on his shoulder in front of the Feng family. If Feng Lixin saw this, what would happen? Did he still want her, Lin Xue Luo, to live?
With steady steps, he walked into the living room. Aunt An came forward to welcome him. Xue Luo, who was on Feng Xinglang's shoulder, was even more embarrassed. She hammered and hit him, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Quickly put me down! I have my own legs, I can walk! "
But all of this fell into Aunt An's eyes, and she had a smiling expression.
Feng Xinglang was half naked, tall and strong. The petite Xue Luo was carried on his shoulder, and she was still wearing Feng Xinglang's shirt. It was not that Aunt An did not know what happened between the two of them, but just from the way they flirted, Aunt An liked it from the bottom of her heart. This Second Young Master and Second Young Mistress were finally developing in the direction of harmony and love!
This was really too good! From the looks of it, the marriage that Eldest Young Master hastily arranged for Second Young Master was quite worth it. Xue Luo was indeed a rare good girl.
Unable to struggle free from Feng Xinglang's strong arms, Xue Luo could only ask Aunt An for help, "Aunt An … Aunt An, help me …"
Aunt An only smiled, as if she was saying: Madam, me not helping you is the best way to help you. The sooner you consummate your marriage with the Second Young Master, then it will be a joyous occasion!
Seeing that Aunt An not only did not help her to uphold justice, but instead laughed like an accomplice to a villain. Xue Luo's heart was filled with sorrow. This Feng family, including Aunt An and Housekeeper Mo, all shielded Feng Xinglang to the point of having no principles. It was as if they allowed Feng Xinglang to bully her, this sister-in-law.
Xue Luo could not help but feel some regret: If she knew this would happen, she would not have acted like a hero and blocked the pot for this man. She would have let him be scalded to death! Anyways, the one who would suffer the pain was not her, Xue Luo!
Now, her concern at that time, in exchange for this man's increasing bullying of her. Xue Luo could not help but feel sad in her heart.
When passing by the medical room on the second floor, Xue Luo suddenly shouted loudly, "Lixin … save me … your brother Feng Xinglang is being rude to me again."
Xue Luo did not want to disturb Feng Lixin's recuperation. She only wanted to use this method to intimidate Feng Xinglang so that he would restrain his actions.
"Lin Xue Luo, why did you call my brother?" Feng Xinglang scolded. I only wanted to apply some ointment on her, but this idiot woman actually called my brother to ask for help?
"Feng Xinglang, put me down …" Seeing that this method of calling had some effect, Feng Xinglang had some misgivings. Xue Luo shouted a few more times.
"After I finish applying the ointment, I will let you go!" Feng Xinglang did not pay attention to Lin Xue Luo's clamoring.
Perhaps from his point of view, this kind of flirting was what his brother Feng Lixin wanted to hear. A very good way to show off their affection!
In the bridal room, the festive atmosphere continued.
Feng Xinglang was holding the ointment in his hand as he confronted Xue Luo who was holding onto his shirt with a vigilant face.
"I only want to apply some ointment on you, don't make it seem like I want to forcefully imprison you." Feng Xinglang said coldly.
"Put it there, I will apply it myself!" Xue Luo said vigilantly.
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