Chapter 1142: Broken heart (2/2)

The snow-dropped OL suit is very convenient for Feng Xinglang's hand to go up or down; she can pinch her stilt without any hindrance and act to promote affection.

”Stop it! I still have to look at the files!” Xue Luo held out the man's hand.

”What documents can a husband look good?”

The man kissed the woman's lips and moved her body towards the study sofa.

”As a husband, you must support your wife's work unconditionally! Before work, husband and wife are equal!”

Xue Luo shoved the man's strong physique, thinking about it, and grumbled resentfully:

”You said that you do n’t have to use the Chinese characters that have been extensive and profound for 5,000 years, but what English is it? Is n’t it a waste of time? Pretending to be a show!

”English is phonetic and Chinese is ideographic. So in the long run, English has an advantage! Especially in information technology processing, it is even more prominent!”

This brief analysis of the man made Xue Luo quite agree. Although the Chinese characters are vast and profound, perhaps because of its vastness and profoundness, it may not be suitable for dealing with information technology. And these informational things do not need to bite the word too much.

It really hurts my second-class English level! It's just so strenuous to just look at the planning plan already written by the individual.

”Xinglang, did you have a planning plan for the planning department last quarter? Let me borrow the format!”

Snow fall is smart. Learning from the original model is obviously a short cut.

This was the first task Nina assigned to her, and she really didn't want Nina to underestimate herself.

”Want her husband to open the back door for you? It's all right!”

The smile of the man was seductive, ”But you have to be comfortable with your husband ...”

”Feng Xinglang, you're coaxing my mummy again! Mummy is mine and can only serve me! Come and cool down!”

As soon as Lin Nuo climbed upstairs, he saw that his father Feng Xinglang was hugging and kissing Mummy, which made him very dissatisfied.

From the little guy's point of view: Mommy was tricked by his dad into his company, just trying to compete with him.

This **** Feng Xinglang is old and bad, but why is Mummy so fond of being cheated? !! I ca n’t help her!

”...” How did this bear child come up?

Xue Luo blushed, and immediately pulled his inner clothing from the man, and quickly flashed to the bathroom.

...

After these days of recuperation, Lan Youyou was able to speak a few short words.

She quietly looked at Mo Ranran who was wiping her body while she was cleaning the bedding: the girl was not beautiful. Wheat-colored skin, vibrant ponytails, modest features ... still a single eyelid.

”Do you like Feng Lixin?” Lan Youyou's voice was almost just mouth-shaped.

When asked by Lan Youyou, Mo Ranran immediately stumbled.

But with her sunshine and beauty, she didn't be ashamed of Lan Yuyou's questioning.

”I've loved Li Xin since I was six! But don't worry, I won't do anything sorry for you until you divorce Li Xin!”

”I have nothing to worry about ...”

Lan Youyou smiled coldly, ”I never liked him!”

”Since you can't give Li Xin brother happiness, then divorce Li Xin brother! I can give him happiness!”

Mo Ranran's words were too straightforward and proactive, and she really listened for a few seconds.

Can the girls now take the initiative? How shameless this is!

He narrowed his lips slightly, and Lan Youyou glanced at Mo Ranran coldly. ”It depends on Feng Lixin's reluctance to divorce me!”

Mo Ranran was silent for a few seconds, with a long sigh, ”I know Li Xin brother loves you miserably! But I am willing to wait for him!”

”Do you want to wait for me to die?”

Lan Youyou smiled coldly again. ”Even if I die, Feng Lixin's heart will go with me. What a useless man, even if you get his broken body!”

Lan Youyou divided it three times before he fully spoke the words.

She spoke quite calmly, so calm that Mo Ranran felt that she was short for a while.

It is also reflected from another aspect: Lan Youyou is not very fond of Feng Lixin's nominal husband.

Even if Lan Youyou is dead, Li Xin's heart will follow her? Lan Youyou's confidence made Mo Ranran completely dumb.

”Can you call me Tuan Tuan? I miss her.”

”Oh, well. I'll call it.”

Mo Ranran promised to be quite aggressive. With her sunny attitude, she won't be annoyed by Lan Youyou's words that hurt her self-esteem.

A mother misses her child, of course she will try her best to satisfy Lan Youyo.

Outside the door of the ward, Mo Ranran almost ran into Feng Lixin's arms.

”Brother Li Xin, are you okay? Did you hit you?”

Mo Ranran anxiously groped on Feng Lixin. She knew that Li Xin had been in bad health, for fear she would hurt him.

”It's okay! I'm not as vulnerable as you think.”

After hearing what shouldn't be heard, Feng Lixin wanted to leave the door; but he was still half a beat slower than Mo Ranran who was agile.

Mo Ranran quipped with a joke, ”You're all right! I'm worried that you are like a porcelain doll, it will break when you hit it!”