Chapter 180: Caring woman (1/2)

”Ma'am, what do you say, taking care of the master is not what we domestic servants should do.”

An An said, looking out the door of the living room. ”Mrs., you can go back to the room to avoid it. The second master said that Miss Lan Youyou will come to her house.”

Lan Yuyou will come home? Xue Luo slightly pursed her lips: she is Feng Lixin's beloved woman, and it is only natural to come to her house. Now that the real hostess has already entered the room, it would be easier for her to divorce her with Feng Lixin.

”It's okay An An. I just happened to tell her.”

The new guy and the old guy alternated, and Xue Luo felt that he should say goodbye to Lan Youyou. Besides, she had come to divorce Feng Lixin, but it would not prevent her from marrying into Feng's family.

”Mrs., please avoid it. The lady Lan Youyou looks very uncomfortable!” In An Yan's eyes, Mrs. Xueluo was a weak person, so she sympathized with her and cared for her.

”Okay, then I'll come again someday.”

Snow fell and wanted to leave. She felt that instead of hiding in the room awkwardly, she might as well walk cleanly.

There was the sound of the engine of the car in the courtyard. Xue Luo wanted to leave Feng Jia and was bound to meet Lan Youyou.

”Ma'am, you should go back to the room to avoid it. The second master said that Miss Lan Youyou just came over and left in a while.” An An came anxiously to stop the snow falling.

Thinking that Lan Youyou might just take a look at it, or walk around for a while, avoiding it temporarily, without affecting the matter that he asked Feng Xinglang to divorce his elder brother Feng Lixin, and Xue Luo followed the arrangement of An An and turned Go to the room to avoid it.

This lady Mrs. Feng deserves to be used, but before she gets divorced, she has to hide from Tibet.

However, Feng Lixin can get rid of the painful torture and recover health smoothly. Xue Luo feels that the avoidance of his hands is nothing at all.

*****

On the way back to Fengjia, Feng Xinglang was silent and golden.

”Alang, are you still mad at me?” Lan Youyou meowed over, crouching in Feng Xinglang's arms like an octopus.

From time to time, the driver took a look from the rearview mirror: he had to admire the second master Feng Xinglang's peach blossom. This woman, wanting to rush into his arms overwhelmingly.

However, this woman is indeed beautiful enough.

When driver Qian Qian met Lan Youyou for the first time, she couldn't help but be amazed by her beauty. She even stretched out her hand to open the car door for her, and she didn't control herself. Completely a normal man, normal reaction when seeing a beautiful woman.

Feng Xinglang did not respond to Lan Youyou, and he was too lazy to answer. Just squinting his eyes and stretching his limbs, letting Lan Youyou's little hand make various abstract paintings on his Hungarian chamber.

The depth of Lan Youyou's stickiness is not that Feng Xinglang can say three words, or three fists and two feet can get rid of it. As long as she doesn't mess around, it's as if she was scratched by the kitten.

But how could Lan Youyou not be in trouble? I'm so sorry I missed such a good opportunity. So her little hand was interpreted into tentacles. She penetrated into Feng Xinglang's shirt buttons, and sketched an abstract painting on Feng Xinglang's abdominal muscles in a skin-friendly zero distance manner.

Maybe it's because this real-life version of the skin canvas is too small. When painting, painting, the little smart hand began to expand the territory. So, her hand hooked into the area that should not be involved.

Then, Feng Xinglang's eyes gazed at him, staring at the messy woman with the coldness of Xuan Han.