Chapter 101: Divorced Feng Lixin (2/2)

”Master Guifeng's second master Fengjia actually ate what I've eaten, turned around?” Xue Luo couldn't help but whispered.

Feng Xing Lang Ying raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, ”I have eaten even drool, not to mention a bowl of porridge?”

”...” Xue Luo was silent again.

The sound of Feng Xinglang's cell phone resolved the embarrassment of Xue Luo. She wanted to get up and leave, unwilling to continue to deal with men's evil spirits. But when I heard the call, I stopped.

”Lang Brother, this woman refuses to eat. No drips have been poured all day.” Ye Shinian was on the other end of the phone. He was driving crazy by Lan Youyou.

”She refuses to eat, so let her be hungry! Could it be that you want me to coax her to eat?”

Feng Xinglang cold channel. For Lan Youyou, he seems to be at a loss. After all, it was the woman Feng Lixin had loved with her life.

”Then she will not eat or drink for a day, will she die?” Ye Shinian asked uncertainly.

”She's dead, don't live!” Feng Xinglang snapped.

With a click, the phone was innocently dropped on the dining table. Feng Xinglang's handsome face was a little gloomy.

For a moment, Feng Xinglang drank the porridge in the bowl quickly and left steadily.

Watching Feng Xinglang's upright back, Xue Luo's throbbing heart slowly calmed down.

”Ma'am, why is Master Er going away again? I just cooked him the noodles.” Seeing Feng Xinglang's departure, An Yong sighed.

Seeing Xue Xinglang's bowl of porridge was taken by Feng Xinglang for drinking, An An turned and walked towards the kitchen. ”Ma'am, let me get you another bowl and lick some porridge.”

”No need to take it again, I just use this bowl.” Xue Luo took the bowl next to Feng Xinglang who had just drank the porridge, and added a small bowl of porridge to it and continued to drink.

Xueluo has no cleanliness, of course, he will not abandon the bowl that Feng Xinglang has drunk. It's just ... I just feel a little flustered.

***

In the underground warehouse of GK Group, Lan You was lying on a simple board bed delicately.

Young women are always beautiful. Not only is it pleasing to the eyes, but I also see pity.

”Lang, the doctor just checked her and gave her a shot! It means that if you do n’t stutter, you can infuse the nutrient solution.”

Ye Shinian was merciful and cherished. Not to mention Lan Youyou is a rare and beautiful woman.

”Then give her a nutrient solution! As long as she can't die!” Feng Xinglang hummed.

”Lang, this girl has a very hard mouth. I guess she's hard-hearted and doesn't want to say it. Not hard, but let's try what seems soft?” Ye Shinian suggested.

”Come soft? What a soft method? Crying for her?” Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

”I can see that she ... she likes you very much. You treat her better ...” Ye Shinian couldn't bear to see such a naive girl being violently threatened by Feng Xinglang.

Lan Youyou's white curvy curve looks like a terrifying beauty snake, picking up more spring scenes and presenting herself in front of Feng Xinglang and Ye Shinian without reservation.

It was just the blood marks on the woman that were drawn by the iron chains, which really made people look shocking.

”You even made me be nice to her? You know this woman more than four months ago and just set up a beauty plan to kill my elder brother Feng Lixin! You even made me be nice to her?” Feng Xinglang Yin Ren Ren Hissing.

Ye Shinian was silent. He didn't know how to persuade Feng Xinglang, but just felt that he couldn't bear to use such a heavy penalty on a weak woman who had no chicken power.

”In the future, such a small matter that refuses to eat, you have to find a way to solve it. She really refuses to eat, so she can directly irrigate! As long as she can't die! Notify me when she wakes up!” Feng Xinglang stared at Ban Yi Lanyou on the look, turned coldly and left.

Feng family.

Feng Xinglang stood by the window. The slender figure stands upright like a javelin! A slender knuckle holds a cigarette between the fingers and regularly sends it to the lips to **** it. The smoky side was stained with a touch of melancholy.

”Mrs. Second Master, I ate and drank half a bowl of porridge for dinner. You can pass this braised noodles to him and eat them.” Long.

”He is hungry and will eat it!”

Snow fell lightly, and did not receive the noodle dish in An's hand, let alone send it to Feng Xinglang.

Turning coldly, Xue Luo walked towards the guest room downstairs.

At the moment he turned around, Xue Luo's heart hurt.

She was a little at a loss: what is the meaning of her existence in Fengfeng!

She thought of divorcing Feng Lixin ...