Chapter 104 Gentle Persistence!

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Downstairs kitchen.

Nanny An was packing up the tableware. A plate of pasta with a few mouthfuls was placed on the bar.

No need to guess, this braised noodles must have been eaten by Feng Xinglang. Why did you only take a few bites?

"Aunt An, where is Feng Xinglang? Did you just go out again?" Xueluo asked casually as she walked towards the electric pressure cooker.

In fact, Nanny An wanted to say: Feng Xinglang is in the wedding room upstairs, the one who was talking to you just now. But it was just a slight sigh. I don't know how long this second young master and second young mistress will be awkward! And the eldest young master Feng Lixin's condition never improved, he was really worried.

Seeing Xueluo's black glutinous rice porridge in Shengyudi, Nanny An asked with a soft smile, "Ma'am, are you hungry? It's a good night, so eat more at night, so as not to be hungry."

"I served it to Lixin. He's a little hungry." Xueluo said.

"Lixin?" Aunt An murmured, and then she understood: the 'Lixin' in the wife's mouth should be the Second Young Master Feng Xinglang. Then he said quickly: "Well, let him eat this plate of stewed noodles hot."

Xueluo was slightly stunned, "Aunt An, you are confused, Lixin can't eat this strong stewed noodles. He can only drink liquid food."

In fact, Xueluo also had doubts: Looking at 'Feng Lixin''s muscular physique and strong strength, he didn't look like a person who needed to use a ventilator and drink liquid food at all. But let's be careful about everything, Xueluo didn't dare to take the risk of letting Feng Lixin eat other food.

Seeing his wife going upstairs with a bowl of bland black glutinous rice porridge, Nanny An sighed slightly and shook her head: The second young master is most afraid of drinking this bland porridge.

In the festive wedding room, Feng Xinglang got stuck in the ringing mobile phone twice in a row. Then simply shut down the machine.

He hasn't figured out how to deal with that vicious woman Lan Youyou. It's easy to kill her, but after all, she is the woman that elder brother Feng Lixin loved deeply. Just killing her like this seems to be too cheap for her. She still bears the blood debt of her elder brother Feng Lixin!

When Xueluo came in with a porridge bowl, Feng Xinglang frowned, his face elongated, and his head grew bigger. He really hated this bland porridge. It's not as refreshing as drinking boiled water, and it's not as strong as eating rice.

"Lixin, have you waited a long time? I drizzled a little honey, it's very sweet."

Because of extensive burns, Feng Lixin's diet has always been bland. Hearing the woman said that honey was poured on him, Feng Xinglang's brows furrowed even more.

It's okay to drink the unpalatable bland porridge, at least it can be drunk as thick water. But the woman added honey that was too sweet... You must know that Feng Xinglang really doesn't like sweets.

Xueluo scooped up the porridge and fed it to Feng Xinglang's mouth; Feng Xinglang was really too lazy to open his mouth.

"Lixin, aren't you hungry, come on, open your mouth?" Xueluo was very patient. This is due to her volunteer work in the orphanage for a period of time every year. She has served all mischievous little carrots before.

"I want noodles!" Feng Xinglang said directly. He never liked to wrong his stomach.

Even if the feeding is very emotional, it must be based on the fact that the food is not difficult to swallow.

Feng Xinglang didn't even bother to drink such a sweet and greasy porridge.

"Lixin, are you tired of drinking these soups and waters? But these liquid foods are good for your body's recovery." Xueluo can understand the behavior of 'Feng Lixin' who refuses to drink porridge.

"Don't call me Lixin! Call me husband!" What Feng Xinglang didn't want to hear was women calling him 'Lixin' over and over again.

It will be jammed!

"...Husband," Xueluo called out, feeling tender and shy, but she didn't have the slightest intention of getting up to change the porridge into stewed noodles, "I'll feed you porridge. This black Glutinous rice porridge is not only nutritious but also nourishes the stomach, and it is also good for digestion.”

Xueluo brought the porridge in the spoon to Feng Xinglang's mouth again. But Feng Xinglang kept his thin lips tightly shut and refused to drink.

Hold on gently!

Xueluo just held up the spoon and persisted. Until Feng Xinglang opened his mouth.

Perseverance paid off in exchange for success, Xueluo smiled softly, and used the tone of praising a naughty boy, "You're so good!"

The black glutinous rice porridge is very viscous and sweet with honey, which is not unpalatable. Under the woman's insistence on feeding spoon after spoon, Feng Xinglang actually drank the whole bowl of porridge.

When the man licked his lips, Xueluo saw Feng Xinglang's white and neat teeth. very healthy.

"Lixin, your teeth... are pretty good. How can Aunt An say you can't eat hard food?" Xueluo didn't think too much about it.

Whenever she later recalled every detail of how this man played with her, Xueluo couldn't control herself and said that she was really stupid to grandma's house back then! Feng Xinglang had so many flaws exposed in front of him, but he was still very stupid and naive and always thought that it was Feng Lixin!

Later the man said: You are not stupid, and you are pure and pure in heart!

"Can't you see that they look like false teeth?" Feng Xinglang's words were quite serious. He won't admit it, he can only induce it.

"Is it fake? I really didn't see it!" Xueluo subconsciously stretched out the tip of her index finger to knock on Feng Xinglang's front teeth to see if they were real or not, but she didn't expect that the man would pinch her lips between her lips .

That feeling, like a sudden wave in the lake of calm heart, has been stirring from Xueluo's pinched fingertips to the depths of the soul.

"Why are you biting me?" Xueluo quickly retracted her fingers. It was stained with the man's wet saliva.

"I'm tired! Let's go to bed early." This kind of finger-biting intimacy was far from satisfying Feng Xinglang's current yearning.

"Oh, good." Xueluo mechanically responded with Feng Xinglang's words. Then I realized that the man said 'we', not 'she' or 'he' alone.

Man means: Will he stay with her tonight?

Xueluo did not secretly rejoice, but was tinged with a little worry. She just hoped that Feng Lixin would stop rejecting her. Instead, he treated Lin Xueluo as a family member and allowed her to enter the medical room, just like Aunt An and Butler Mo.

"Lixin, if you really regard me as your wife, then let me go into the medical room to take care of you. I think you treat me like a family member. You can go into the medical room to take care of your daily life like Aunt An and Butler Mo !"

"If you don't agree, it means that I am not qualified as a wife, right?" Xueluo squatted down, trying her best to look at Feng Xinglang in the wheelchair. But the man's gaze was always erratic, as if he didn't want to fall into her eyes.

"Go to sleep, I'm tired!" Feng Xinglang breathed out, "Maybe, we can talk while sleeping on the bed!"

This is indeed a good idea!

Wearing this leather suit, I really slept awkwardly. No matter how good the imitation is, it is not your own after all. Feng Xinglang, who was stuffed under the leather goods, felt a little dry. He wrapped his arms around Xueluo's waist and pressed against her back.

This posture can prevent Xueluo from staring at him for a long time. Because of being bored, Feng Xinglang exerted more force on Xueluo's arm around Xueluo's waist; Xueluo hummed slightly in pain.

"Lixin, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xueluo lightly patted Feng Xinglang's arms around her waist, signaling him to relax.

"Hmm. It's uncomfortable." Feng Xinglang said vaguely. He sucked Xueluo's earlobe, held it in his mouth and played with it gently.

As long as Xueluo made a slight resistance, he would bite her harder; most of the time, he just sucked her earballs into his mouth.

Between the fingers, the long hair entwined with Xueluo's temples, it seems that Feng Xinglang likes such monotonous and repetitive movements. Wrap around and loosen again and again, repeating this movement over and over again.

Even a ferocious trapped beast has its time to sniff roses.

Suddenly, Xueluo realized: There is a person who also likes this kind of action. He likes to wrap his long hair around his fingers over and over again.

Feng Xinglang!

Suddenly, Xueluo panicked when she suddenly thought of that man. How could I be like this: lying in my husband's arms, but thinking about other men! And that man is actually his brother-in-law!

Are you going to be possessed? Still remembering that demon?

It's really self-inflicted!

After struggling for a long time, Xueluo finally fell asleep in the man's arms.

The lithe and supple body, just presented in front of Feng Xinglang's eyes, was tainted with the hint of wishing you more.

He had already stood up quietly, removing the obstacles on his body.

A lot of relaxation, but no sleepiness.

Feng Xinglang quietly stared at the woman in the dream: long eyelashes like butterfly wings, fair and clean face, revealing a pretty rosy glow; light and shallow breathing, let the quiet atmosphere rippling with emotion breath.

Thinking of the process of a woman's transformation from a girl, Feng Xinglang can be emotional without a prelude.

He is a normal adult.

Eldest brother Feng Lixin would actually choose such an ordinary girl as the carrier of Feng Xinglang's continual heir?

Clean enough to be clean enough, like a freshly ripened fruit. A look can make a man fall in love.

It is indeed beautiful!

child……

The flesh and blood that is in the same line as him?

Do you want to have a common child with this woman?

In the darkness, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. It seems that there is a little hidden meaning.

So, Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Xueluo's nightdress...

***

In the small storage room, there was a strong smell of blood.

Lan Youyou's porcelain doll-like face was covered with an incomprehensible smile.

Behind the angelic smile, there is a devilish heart!

"You...don't look at me like that. It's useless!" Ye Shinian's hair was already stared at by Lan Youyou, "You saw it just now, I called Feng Xinglang twice and he didn't Didn't answer... Now, turn off the phone!"

"Then keep calling his home number!" A gloomy sentence escaped from Lan Youyou's well-shaped lips.

"Call...call home? Now? It's almost two o'clock in the morning! Auntie, don't bother me anymore, okay?"

Ye Shinian realized that he really couldn't be cruel to this woman. In those eyes that I still feel pity for, there is a fragility and helplessness like pear blossoms with rain.

It seems to be questioning him: Are you still a man? Do you still have humanity?