Chapter 150: Catch Fengxinglang! (2/2)
”Otherwise I'll ... I'll go on a hunger strike!”
Xue Luo also thought of other persecution methods: for example, jumping from a building, such as using a knife against his neck. But those are too strong. Even if the revolution is successful, only half of their own lives are left.
By comparison, a hunger strike is more reliable.
”Is the hunger strike protested? Then you are hungry!”
Feng Xinglang didn't have the slightest sympathy for the fragrant and jade, and the uncontrollable evil spirit seemed to applaud.
Xue Luo said nothing, and Huyu stood up and went straight to the guest room downstairs. She also did not expect Feng Xinglang to have mercy on her.
Watching his wife leave, An An called out a sigh of faintness: When the younger grandma wanted to see Grandma Second Grandma last night, the younger grandma said she was uncomfortable and did not want to see him; when the younger grandma wanted to see Grandma Grandma, the second Grandpa refused See ... how is this good!
”Master No. 2, you really want to be hungry for No. 2 Grandma?” An Ying asked distressed.
She was not only distressed by Mrs. Xueluo's body, but also Xuefeng Xiaoyu, who might have been born in Xueluo's stomach.
”She wants to torture herself, and it's up to her to do it. How old is she to intimidate me with such naive means? Hungry may also stimulate the second development of IQ.” Feng Xinglang indifferently said.
An An didn't say anything on her mouth, and secretly thought: Go and give your wife something to eat.
”Don't give her anything to eat. Otherwise, my punishment for her would be far more than just being hungry.” Feng Xinglang reprimanded.
An An was startled and nodded repeatedly: ”I see.”
Promise, promise, but this will not stop An Chan from delivering food to Mrs. Xue Luo. After all, Feng's children are above all else. Even if the second master blamed himself, An Yan also recognized.
While Feng Xinglang went into the medical room, An An quickly walked in with Xue Luo's favorite sweet potato cake and glutinous rice porridge.
The door of the room where the snow fell was concealed, and the purpose was to facilitate 'Feng Lixin' in and out. The hunger strike was only a means, and catching Feng Xinglang in her shape was her ultimate goal.
What came in was not Feng Lixin, who was posing as Feng Xinglang, or An An, who was carrying food. As she closed the door, she also looked out the door. It was estimated that she had sneaked away to give her food without the consent of Feng Xinglang.
”Ma'am, hungry, eat it quickly.” An Zhuanli delivered the tableware to Xue Luo.
To be honest, in addition to An Yi's unprincipled protection of the Second Master Feng Xinglang, he condoned his irregular behavior; his concern for Lin Xueluo was always meticulous.
”Ann, I don't eat! You take it!” Xue Luo insisted.
Since it's acting, then you have to perform a full set! And they have to act real enough. Therefore, she firmly refused the food brought by An An. She just wanted Feng Xinglang to see: This time she Lin Xueluo was playing.
”Ma'am, why are you doing this! You can't be angry with Master Er, and you can't take your own body to suffer.” An An was anxious.
From time to time, he pointed at the lower abdomen that was flat with no signs of omission, and said, ”You can stand hungry. The little baby in this belly can't stand hunger!”
As if Xue Luo was really pregnant!
”I'm not angry! My name is protest! Strong protest!” Xue Luo Zhenzhen said.
In fact, Feng Xinglang just left, just to give An An the opportunity to sneak food to Xue Luo.
When Feng Xinglang saw that An An kept the food that he brought out of the room intact, his eyebrows were slightly faint: This woman wants to play for real?