Chapter 105: Arang, hug me ... (1/2)

In an instant, the man's desire for protection was lifted.

Ye Shinian couldn't stand the pitiful appearance of Lan Youyou's tears.

It seems that if you refuse to help her, you are going against it!

”Okay, okay, aunt grandma, I'll call you!” Ye Shinian pulled out his cell phone again and dialed to Fengjia's old house.

Lan Youyou's pear-faced rain-stained face, this was a shadow of a smile. I can see that she is not happy. It is not because he was placed under house arrest that he was free, but that the man named ‘Feng Xinglang’ is not here!

Any **** with him is heaven for Lan Youyou!

And without any heaven for him, for Lan Youyou, it will be hell!

Therefore, after Lan Youyou learned about Feng Xinglang's whereabouts, she tried her best to escape the palace-like castle and rushed to follow Feng Xinglang's clues.

At two o'clock in the morning, the landline that suddenly sounded at Fengjia almost noisy the entire villa. But except Feng Lixin's medical room.

Perhaps it was after the landline rang a few times before it was answered, and Xue Luo opened his eyes from the drowsy sleep.

Feng Xinglang on his side said ”um”, he was going to sleep later than Xue Luo. He wanted to think about some kind of sports. Maybe he was tired. Looking at the sleeping beauty in his arms, Feng Xinglang also Can sleep peacefully.

A homely and relaxed atmosphere. Over the past four months, almost never appeared in Feng Xinglang's life!

Feeling the strong arm around his waist, Xue Luo realized that he had fallen asleep with 'Feng Lixin' last night.

”Li Xin ...” Xue Luo instinctively reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

”Don't turn on the lights!” Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice. His voice was clear and thick because he had no voice changer between his neck and neck.

Although, Feng Xinglang intentionally lowered his voice.

But although the voice was low, it was not as old as Feng Lixin, nor as magnetic as Feng Xinglang. A man's voice between Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang.

”Li Xin?” Xue Luo muttered in doubt, trying to touch Feng Lixin beside her.

Because the skin next to each other feeds back a message to Xue Luo: Men's skin is smooth and healthy.

At the moment when the lamp was on, Feng Xinglang's eyes were quick and he covered himself with a whole velvet blanket. from head to foot.

”Li Xin, what are you doing with yourself wrapped around?” Xue Luo frowned slightly.

”I'm afraid to scare you.” Feng Xinglang's voice was deep and deep.

”I'm not afraid anymore ...” Xue Luo felt a little hesitant in his heart.

It didn't seem that ‘Feng Lixin’ would be so considerate: fearing that her own burned face would scare her in the middle of the night.

”Don't wrap it, I'm not afraid.” Xue Luo approached Feng Xinglang.

The more caring her husband is to her wife, the sadder she becomes. Two days ago, I slept with Feng Xinglang ...

With such an association, Xue Luo felt really ashamed of her husband.

”Master Two ... Master Two ...” An urgent cry came from the housekeeper Mo. Looking for this cry, it seems that he has rushed up to the second floor.

Feng Xinglang in the velvet blanket frowned slightly: 80% of this Mo butler is old and confused, don't you know that you are playing a game of raccoon prince playing?

”Xue Luo, you go out and see.” Feng Xing Lang Rui wanted to take the snow off.

”Oh, okay.” Xue Luo should be okay, and she had already pulled her leg toward the door. After all, the cry of Mo's housekeeper was very urgent, and it should be something important that happened.

In the hallway, Xue Luo nearly hit Mo butler who hurried upstairs.

”Mrs. Where is Master Er? Still asleep?” Mo butler said anxiously.

Snow fell for a moment: How did she know if Feng Xinglang was asleep?

Perhaps from the perspective of Mr. Mo's steward, the news about Lan Youyou is much more important than the second master playing his wife.

”I, I didn't see Feng Xinglang ... Didn't he go out at night? Come back again?” Xue Luo wondered.

”Well, this second master, when is it still so much fun!”

The housekeeper Mo said while letting the snow fall in the mist, while heading towards the master bedroom on the second floor, he rushed over to the wedding room.

”Housekeeper Mo, Feng Xinglang is not in the room ... Li Xin is asleep.” Xue Luo kindly reminded the reckless housekeeper Mo.

By the time Xue Luo and the housekeeper entered the wedding room together, the bedroom was already empty. Only Feng Lixin's wheelchair remained empty.

Feng Lixin is gone? Where did you go? He has limited mobility, where can he go?

”Li Xin ...” Xue Luo whispered, instinctively digging into the bathroom to find.