Seeing that Xia Yiqin was covering her face and laughing for no reason, Xue Luo asked worriedly, "Sister Yiqin, are you alright?"
"No … I'm fine. Xue Luo, I'm really fine. "Xia Yiqin seemed to have recovered from her excitement.
The man's strong physique once again appeared in Xia Yiqin's mind. She couldn't help but say shyly, "I didn't expect Feng Xinglang's body to be so good! Even though it's not as exaggerated as Mr. Bodybuilder, his abs are smooth and beautiful. There's not a single bit of fat on his body! Even the symbol of a man is so … majestic! "
"…" Seeing Xia Yiqin's shyness, Xue Luo was completely speechless.
Overall, Xia Yiqin was a reserved woman. She actually praised Feng Xinglang's physique without hesitation. This really surprised Xue Luo. Perhaps this was the legendary beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
"Xue Luo, you must help Sister Yiqin … I'm really obsessed with Feng Xinglang! You don't know how happy I felt when he hugged me just now! My whole body felt like it was electrified! "
Xia Yiqin hugged Xue Luo and told her how much she loved Feng Xinglang. It was almost to the point that she was obsessed with him.
They hugged just now? Xue Luo's heart sank. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. What's wrong with me?
Xia Yiqin was unmarried and Feng Xinglang was unmarried. The two of them could be said to be a match made in heaven. Xue Luo also felt that they were really compatible. One was a rich man and the other was a socialite's daughter. It would be a wonderful thing for him to bring them together.
However, Xue Luo's heart felt a slight pain. It was so painful that she couldn't say anything.
"Xue Luo, help me okay? Sister Yiqin, I beg you. "Xia Yiqin was still excited.
Excited because she was hugged by Feng Xinglang; excited because Feng Xinglang touched her soft spot …
Seems like all men are greedy. Don't judge Feng Xinglang by his usual cold look. When he touched her there, he was forceful and barbaric. It was really manly! Xia Yiqin really couldn't hate Feng Xinglang. He was even very rude to others.
But Xia Yiqin was a little puzzled. Why was Feng Xinglang so angry just now? He even shouted at Xue Luo! Was she blaming Xue Luo for letting her stay in the Feng family? That should not be the case. The Feng family was so big, and she didn't affect anyone else.
"I … what can I help you with?" Xue Luo stuttered, her state of mind was in a mess, unable to calm down, "You also saw it earlier, this brother-in-law of his doesn't respect me at all, shouting at me whenever he wants to, being fierce whenever he wants to. He had a bad temper! Sister Qin, he's not as good as you think he is. "
Wasn't he complaining about Feng Xinglang? She should have said more good things about him and set him up with Xia Yiqin. Why was it that he was undermining him now?
"It's normal for a man to have a temper!" Xia Yiqin smiled disapprovingly. "For a man like Feng Xinglang, once he falls in love with a woman, he will definitely be as tender as water for that woman!"
Tender as water? Xue Luo's expression darkened. This man is fierce to me! He must really hate me, Lin Xue Luo. When she thought of the man braving the rain to buy female products for her, her dejected heart seemed to warm up again. Xue Luo didn't dare to think too much, and she couldn't think too much.
Her 'husband' was Feng Lixin, taking care of his daily life was her duty and responsibility as a wife.
The next second, Xue Luo promised Xia Yiqin that she would try her best to set her up with Feng Xinglang. Presumably, after Feng Xinglang had Xia Yiqin as his girlfriend, he would no longer pester Lin Xue Luo.
***
Xue Luo woke up early and prepared breakfast together with Aunt An. She prepared a fruit and vegetable liquid food for Feng Lixin, and a cup of fresh mango juice for Feng Xinglang.
As usual, Xue Luo was stopped outside, and only Aunt An carried the liquid food into the infirmary. Xue Luo waited quietly outside the infirmary. She was as quiet as a confined oil painting.
About half an hour later, Feng Xinglang walked out of the infirmary with his back straight. At the same time, he saw Lin Xue Luo waiting outside the infirmary.
Feng Xinglang learned from Butler Mo that Madam Xue Luo always waited outside the infirmary for Young Master's three meals a day.
Feng Xinglang stared at the slender and graceful woman outside the infirmary. She was wearing a warm knee-length dress that wrapped around her slender body. Her face, without any makeup, was fair and beautiful. She was as quiet as an elf who had accidentally entered the human world.
Feng Xinglang didn't know why, but when he saw Xue Luo's pure and beautiful face, he wanted to torture her ruthlessly. He wanted to see her moaning and moaning under him, begging for mercy. He didn't want her to be like a wild cat with sharp teeth in front of him every time.
Xue Luo raised her head and met the man's sharp gaze. It was just a glance, and she hurriedly lowered her head. She silently turned her body to the side and let the man walk past her.
During the eight days when Feng Xinglang was away on business, Xue Luo thought a lot. She clearly knew that she couldn't be entangled with Feng Xinglang like that anymore. She knew her identity very well. She was Feng Lixin's wife, and she had to keep a distance from Feng Xinglang.
Her heart had already calmed down, but why was it that when she saw Feng Xinglang whom she hadn't seen for eight days, her heart palpitated again? Xue Luo warned herself: I can't be like this anymore! You will fall until you turn into ashes.
He didn't like women to be like little wild cats in front of him. But when Xue Luo showed a humble attitude in front of him, it seemed to make Feng Xinglang even more unhappy.
"Go downstairs and serve me breakfast!" His voice was cold, and there wasn't a trace of warmth in it. There was even a hint of anger in it.
Seeing that Aunt An had yet to come out from the medical room, she thought that Feng Xinglang, who was like a big boss, didn't know how to play with pots and pans, so she silently followed Feng Xinglang downstairs.
In the kitchen, Xue Luo, who was preparing to serve Feng Xinglang the Italian braised noodles, was suddenly hugged by a black figure who flashed in from behind.
Feng Xinglang used his strong physique to squeeze out the air between him and Xue Luo. Both of their bodies were tightly hugged together.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Xue Luo cried out in surprise. She struggled to break free from the man's embrace, but he hugged her even tighter.
"Did you miss me?" He leaned against her ear and said in a deep and rough voice. That charming voice made Xue Luo's bones go limp.
"No … I didn't miss you!" Xue Luo said while clenching her teeth. How could she admit that she missed him, that she was worried about him!
"Liar!" Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, filled with layers of anger.
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