Chapter 34 Love Yourself

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Give him a bath? Xueluo's red lips were tightly pursed, and she neither agreed nor refused. It's just that he still stayed where he was, and didn't intend to obediently go upstairs to give Feng Xinglang a bath.

You know, she is his sister-in-law! How can a sister-in-law bathe a brother-in-law?

Seeing that Xueluo stayed where she was, Nanny An anxiously reminded her, "Madam, quickly go upstairs and treat the second young master's wound! Second young master bled so much, it hurts so much."

Perhaps Xueluo was worried about the man's injury in his heart. After all, Feng Xinglang was injured because of Feng Yiming's knife for her. But the awkward identities between her and him made it difficult for Xueluo to go upstairs.

"I'll go find Butler Mo." Xueluo hurriedly ran downstairs to the study. Just now, when she and Butler Mo sent the two burn specialists away, she heard Butler Mo said that she would go to the study to count Dr. Jin's salary.

Butler Mo was indeed in the study.

"Housekeeper Mo, Xinglang's shoulder is bleeding again. Go upstairs and bandage him. Take a bath for him by the way."

When Xueluo said the previous words, Butler Mo seemed to have closed the account and stood up because he was nervous about Feng Xinglang's safety, but when Xueluo said later, "By the way, help Feng Xinglang take a bath", Butler Mo sat down again. go down.

Isn't taking a bath what a wife like her should do? At first, Butler Mo still quite agreed with Feng Xinglang's request for marriage in Feng Lixin's name, at least it was a shortcut, and he could tell what a woman's intention in marrying into the Feng family was.

But when Steward Mo felt that Xueluo was a kind and gentle girl, he began to sympathize with Xueluo's experience. The days when she was not favored by the second young master, her husband, were hard for this kind and tough girl!

"Ma'am, I haven't finished my work here yet. You should go upstairs to give the second young master a bath and treat the wound. It's not good if the wound is inflamed." Butler Mo opened the ledger again, and carefully calculated the A series of numbers come.

"..." Xueluo was really stunned: Housekeeper Mo was so concerned about the safety of the young master of the Feng family on weekdays, what happened today?

"Butler Mo, go and help Feng Xinglang deal with his wounds first. It's not too late to go downstairs to settle the accounts!" In fact, Xueluo wanted to add: Are these accounts more important than Feng Xinglang's injuries?

"Ma'am, I'm getting old and my eyesight is dim. It's better for you to treat the second young master's wound. Hurry up, don't make the second young master wait too long." Butler Mo actually started to urge Xueluo.

Unable to invite Butler Mo, Xueluo could only go to Nanny An. But she didn't expect Nanny An to say that she would prepare Feng Lixin's medicinal food for tomorrow, so she would not be free.

This is clearly forcing her, Lin Xueluo, to go upstairs to serve that arrogant and rude guy who has earned two to five to eighty thousand and who has no respect for her sister-in-law!

Thinking that Feng Xinglang was injured because of himself, Xueluo gritted his teeth, and finally bit the bullet and went upstairs.

As expected, Feng Xinglang really occupied her wedding room! Why doesn't this man even have the slightest notion of intimacy between men and women? He could enter the room of his eldest brother and sister-in-law whenever he wanted, without the slightest bit of embarrassment!

Xueluo really admired this man who had no concept of 'propriety'!

The man on the sofa had already taken off his blood-stained shirt, and was topless and drinking by himself.

In the crystal clear crystal glass, a little red wine swayed, like the mouth of a greedy vampire; I don't know if it wants to swallow the loneliness and sadness in the man's heart, or to convey the more miserable and desolate meaning to the drinker ?

That's why there is such a sentence in this world: use wine to drown your sorrows and make your sorrows worse!

"Why, it's so difficult to ask you to come upstairs and give me a bath?" With his neck raised, Feng Xinglang drank the red wine in his glass.

For some reason, when Xueluo saw the man in front of her who was wrapped in deep depression and unable to save herself, she didn't complain, and she didn't want to criticize or argue anymore, but walked to Feng Xinglang's room silently. side, began to examine the wound on his left shoulder.

He had torn off the plaster on the wound. Bright red blood stained half of his left shoulder. Xueluo couldn't help shivering: She really couldn't imagine how much pain the man would feel when he tore off that wound sticker! Doesn't this man feel pain in his body?

"Xueluo, have a drink with me!" With a hook of Feng Xinglang's arms, Xueluo half rolled into his arms.

Xueluo pressed his hands against his strong chest, and softly reprimanded: "Feng Xinglang, stop making trouble! Your wound is bleeding!"

"It's okay! Such a small injury can't kill anyone!" Feng Xinglang buried his head between Xueluo's tender hands, very quiet. There were no other excessive movements, just quietly soothing the sadness that had been suppressed for many months.

Xueluo didn't move, and didn't dare to move. She was afraid that her inadvertent small actions would stimulate the beast side of the man. What's more, she couldn't bear to push him away...

Feng Xinglang's strong arms hugged her tightly around her waist. It was so tight that his face and her chest fit almost seamlessly.

Xueluo suddenly felt that Feng Xinglang at this moment was as docile as an obedient and well-behaved child. It's just the man's strong physique, and the force that tightened around her waist, almost making it difficult for her to breathe, reminding her: the man holding her in his arms is a dangerous adult man.

After half a minute of silence, the man in her arms moved: he arched irregularly on her chest. Does he seem to be looking for more comfort, or... is he belittling her?

Is this the frivolity of a man's high skill? Xueluo didn't want to associate with bad things. But... But a grown man's face and lips are so sensitive to a woman's extremely sensitive place, it's hard to prevent her from having bad thoughts!

"Feng Xinglang, don't be like this...Let me help you treat the wound first, it's still bleeding." Xueluo pushed away the man who was occupying her soft pair, and instantly blushed. Flushing red, pretty as if being comforted.

Xueluo's movements were extra cautious, for fear of hurting the man's wound a second time. I have learned it once from Dr. Xiao Xing, so I am quite proficient in the movements. Xueluo took out a new wound sticker from the first aid kit and put it on Feng Xinglang.

"I've posted it for you, you have to be smaller! Can't you take care of your parents, your body, hair and skin?" Xueluo couldn't help but slightly complained to the man. Because she could see that the bursting of the wound just now was entirely caused by his excessive force when he was outside.

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at Xueluo who was treating his wound, his throat tightened. His eyes were stained with an indescribable emotion.

Xueluo inadvertently met the man's gaze, and her heart immediately jumped up and down like a few deer were thrown into it. She turned her head quickly and murmured unnaturally, "I'll get you a basin of warm water."

Xueluo almost escaped into the bathroom. She covered her chest with her hands, trying to calm down the messy mood. What's wrong with me, just looking at that man, I'm so confused? Could it be that he would really be like what the man said to her when he met her for the first time: Is she the one who has a crush on that man?

Will not! Certainly not! I am not crazy! He is his brother-in-law! That's all!