Chapter 345: The Last Supper (1) (1/2)

Snow fell almost trotting into Feng's living room.

In the living room, Feng Lixin was waiting in a wheelchair. Holding the big white ceramic tumbler she gave him.

At the restaurant, An An is busy setting the table, and it looks like the dinner is very rich tonight. A little boy is already drooling.

”Snow falls, you are back.” Feng Lixin greeted softly.

Although his words were still unclear, the care of the elder brother made Xue Luo's heart warm.

Tonight, it's different from all the nights when the snow fell on Fengjia.

Previously, she had been living carefully and cautiously in the name of Mrs. Feng Lixin; tonight, she could finally stay in Fengjiaxiao as a wife of Feng Xinglang.

Regardless of whether Feng Xinglang admits to admitting her wife in his heart, anyway, this man has reluctantly admitted on his mouth.

Even if this Xinglang's wife could live upright for a second, Xue Luo felt relieved.

”Brother ...”

Snow fell off with a sweet cry. She came over and squatted and kneeled beside Feng Lixin's wheelchair as before.

Such a height would make Xue Luo look slightly upwards towards Feng Lixin.

When Feng Lixin in a wheelchair watched the snow fall, he didn't need to look up to be more comfortable.

”Well, it's still comfortable to call this brother. Haha ...”

Feng Lixin looked from Xue Luo's red eye circles and her pure sweet appearance when she called herself. It should be that her brother-in-law had already recognized her ‘husband’ identity with her!

In fact, sometimes women are really easy to satisfy.

Just like the snow in front of me, kindness makes people distressed.

What she wanted, maybe just a word of love from Feng Xinglang, a tender hug.

Xue Luo bit her lip, a little embarrassed. Then another one took away the big white tumbler from Feng Lixin's palm.

”You conspired with your baby brother to deceive me as a weak woman. It is no longer a gentleman! You are still making fun of me now ... I am confiscated! When you will not make fun of me, I will return you!”

The mood of snow falling was heavy. She knew that Feng's meal was for the last supper.

But Xue Luo didn't show sadness, but relaxed himself, clamoring with Feng Lixin.

She knew Feng Lixin was gentle and gentle. It's not as sunny as Feng Xinglang. It's God for a while, it's a demon for a while!

”The gift you gave me, it became mine. Why is there a reason to take it back?”

Feng Lixin, together with Xue Luo, delighted the atmosphere and did not want to make the dinner tonight sad.

He knew: sooner or later that day would come.

Feng Xinglang could not avenge him; the poisonous fish did not seem to want to let them go.

Xue Luo shoved the big white ceramic back into Feng Lixin's hand, and led his hands to grip tightly together.

”Brother, you are getting better soon ... After you go to the US for skin grafting, I ... I have a gift for you.”

Xue Luo wanted to use the word ”surprise”, but he changed it to ”gift”.

She wanted to tell Feng Lixin that she was pregnant. Pregnant with his brother Feng Xinglang's child.

Maybe Feng Xinglang didn't care about the child she was pregnant with, but Feng Lixin who had been trying to match her with Feng Xinglang should like her to be able to extend the family for Feng Family.

That way, Feng Lixin can be an uncle!

Even if you divorce Feng Xinglang, or if you can't grow old, the child in your stomach can always be called Uncle Feng Lixin.

Xueluo believed: Feng Lixin would recognize her little nephew in her stomach.

”And a gift for me? That's great! I can count on you and look forward to your gift!”