Chapter 360: Are you going to buy food with your life? (1/2)
Sometimes a word can give people hope, but it can also make them hopeless.
Feng Xinglang chose to give Lan Youyou hope.
While giving Lan Youyou hope, it is also equivalent to giving Lin Xueluo hope.
”At any time, you must light a lamp in your heart. As long as the heart lamp does not go out, there is hope.”
Feng Xinglang's words were ambiguous and implicit.
But no doubt gave Lan Youyou hope. When he left Yuelai Tea Restaurant for a long time, Lan Youyou had been sitting still.
It was a long time before she picked up the glass of wine and smiled slightly: ”Alan, respect our future!”
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When Feng Xinglang got into Cayenne, sweat dripped from his forehead.
He took a breath and opened the suit in the belly half open, and the shirt inside was already stained with blood.
The wound hadn't completely healed, and was just tossed by Lan Youyou in his arms again. It is estimated that the wound was cracking again.
”Rest assured, this can't hurt anyone! I have fixed your ribs slightly!”
There was a sudden, unhurried sound in the back row; when Feng Xinglang was alert, he looked at Cong Gang's annoying face.
”Dog, sneaky, do you want to scare me to death?”
Although he scolded Cong Gang so much, at the moment when he saw Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang's nerve that had been taut was able to slow down for a moment.
”'This third cup, respect the future of both of us' ... Feng Xinglang, you didn't go to become a film emperor, you really are a Qucai!”
Cong Gang satired Feng Xinglang while taking out the hemostatic medicine to treat Feng Xinglang's wound.
”You overheard me?”
Feng Xinglang was annoyed.
”Not only one of me! Xing San, they are overhearing!” Cong Gang disagreed.
”Ming Xingsan wants to ambush you, how dare you come?”
Feng Xinglang instinctively looked down at any suspicious person.
”So it's safe to leave in your car.”
Cong Gang wrapped the gauze around Feng Xinglang's strong waist a few times, which could cushion the second injury caused by his movement.
Feng Xinglang has become accustomed to Cong Gang's intrigue. He's no stranger to his cold appearance in Cayenne.
Knowing that this place should not be stayed for a long time, Feng Xinglang launched Cayenne, resisting the pain in the waist, and accelerated towards the dense asphalt road. Of course, Xing San is not stupid enough to challenge Feng Xinglang in broad daylight!
After Cayenne drove a certain distance, Cong Gang in the back row suddenly said, ”Go to Ximen's market! Buy some fresh beef.”
Feng Xinglang spoke for a moment, thinking he heard it wrong.
Speaking more seriously, he and Cong were just escaping their lives. What other food market did he even go to?
”Why, dare not go?” Cong Gang's tone rose up playfully.
”Are you going to buy food with your life?”
Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry. What time is it, even thinking of buying food and going back to cooking?
”Why, just because Xing San is chasing us, we don't need to eat?” Cong Gang asked back.
”...” Feng Xinglang really couldn't understand Cong Gang's lifestyle and beliefs.
Of course, he didn't go to any Ximen market, but drove Cayenne directly towards the Feng family.
When An Zheng saw the return of the second master Feng Xinglang, it was naturally inevitable for a while to ask for warmth.
Even at the time of Fengjia's storm, An An did not forget to store the refrigerator in the house full of food.
The true meaning of life is the same!
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