Chapter 64: Rather than let him die, let him stay in his hometown (2/2)
Feng Xinglang always smokes casually. He is already an uncle, so naturally he is not restricted by time and place.
After Xue Luo married into Feng Family, he subconsciously converged, at least he would ask her opinions on the occasion where Snow fell.
Now, his mood is really terrible. He pointed to the soot, and sent it to his lips to take a deep breath again and again. Although the air purifier was turned on, the smoke that was too late would still linger around his body. The face of Zhang Jun was somber and utterly cold.
Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa not far from the festive wedding bed, eagerly used smoking to calm his emotions; his eyes were locked on the snow falling on the bed, and his petite figure would be mistaken if he did not look carefully No one was asleep on the boat.
The smoke burned between the fingers, burning to the surface of the fingers, Feng Xinglang realized that he was staring at the sleeping woman for a long time. Annihilated in the ashtray, Feng Xinglang whispered a slight anger, and then lit the next cigarette.
I really want to pick up a woman who is sleepless and sleepless, and work with him to resolve such depression and depression. It was just that quiet face that seemed to be so holy that he couldn't bear it. So, in the wrath that kept coming and going, Feng Xinglang just repeated the action of smoking.
At dawn, the air was fresher. It should have been more sleepy. But Xue Luo still woke up. I don't know if it was because of the man's smoking or because of the presence of the man. In short, she was so awake. It is not natural to wake up, nor to be disturbed.
Xue Luoxun looked at his side: Fortunately, there was no figure of that man. She gave a slight breath of nervousness. The little face was confused with just waking up, and it was extraordinarily affectionate.
”Aroused you?”
There was a slight, husky, heavy male voice. Feng Xinglang's voice sounded weak, probably because of excessive smoking.
”Ah ... Are you there?” Xue Luo instinctively panicked. The sound was a little horrified, and perhaps there were other subtle meanings.
It was because Feng Xinglang was away, but he was there? Or is it because Feng Xinglang is here and he is?
”Um.” Feng Xinglang snorted loudly. It seems that this morning, he was very clear and stunned, without any intention of playing with the snow. No doubt with normal people.
The man did not sleep with her on the same bed, but sat obediently on the sofa beside him, so the snow fell slightly relaxed. Does Feng Xinglang also realize that his own behavior is very unreliable, so he is determined to correct evil? This time, Xue Luo really missed it. In fact, Feng Xinglang just didn't have that state of mind.
At the same time, Xue Luo also saw that the ashtray in front of Feng Xinglang was full of cigarette butts. In terms of quantity, he should have been smoking for an hour or two. God, he sat here and smoked for an hour or two. He didn't even feel like he was sleeping so hard. Maybe he couldn't wake up after he was sold by him.
Feng Xinglang smoked so much smoke. If it was not for turning on the air purifier, it is estimated that the snowfall would have been awakened. Xueluo remembered that he did not turn on the air purifier before going to bed, it should have been turned on by the man himself. It seems quite literate.
Is it literacy? If this man was really literate, he wouldn't come to her 'sister-in-law' room! But today's performance is much better than before.
”Snow is falling, I'm going abroad for a few days.” Feng Xinglang's throat was low because of excessive smoking and a hoarse throat.
”A few days abroad? Are you going alone? Don't you take your elder brother for a skin graft?”
Xue Luo asked tightly. Because she knew that Feng Xinglang had been preparing for Feng Lixin to go abroad for skin grafting.
”Yes, I am alone.”
For a long time, Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice: ”A heart that has lost the consciousness of survival, even if others forcibly save it, will eventually be a walking dead! Rather than let him die, let him stay in his hometown.”