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Snow fell in love with the feeling of being held in the palm of a man's heart.

It seemed warm enough to melt her heart.

The man buried his head and sniffed exaggeratedly, frowning Yingting's eyebrows lightly, "Well, it really smells a little bit!"

Without waiting for the woman's reprimand, the man held the woman's little feet tighter in the palm of his hand, tenderly: "My husband likes any taste!"

"Hate!" Xue Luo Jiao reprimanded.

In this large court, the sweet feeling of love was so sweet that it made people feel toothache.

Treat a woman's stinky feet as a baby ...

Ba Song felt that he was about to commit embarrassing cancer!

He couldn't bear it, he had already turned around. He really couldn't adapt to the sour words that made women happy.

Feng Tuan Tuan looked at her uncles and aunts with big, watery eyes, and she was very strange: Did my aunt's smelly feet smell so good? I did n’t wash it, but my uncle even held it in my palm?

Only Lin Nuo's little child hummed and clasped his mouth tightly: this **** sealed Xinglang, and was courting his own mum again!

"Given that you are so wayward and don't listen to persuasion, your husband really wants to hit you like a kid!"

Feng Xinglang gently pressed the woman's soles to ease the soreness. "But I can't bear it! I hit you, the most painful thing is me!"

Seeing the man's tangled and shivering appearance, Xue Luo smiled.

"Come less! I'm not afraid of you bullying me now! Because I have my own son to protect me!"

The pure smile extended from the corner of a woman's lips to the atrium.

"Yes! My dear son will protect my dear mommy!"

The little boy hurriedly approached and hugged Mummy's neck with his small arms.

"Tuan Tuan will protect my aunt, too!" Feng Tuan Tuan followed his path.

"How about Feng Xinglang, both children are guarding me, do you think you can succeed?"

Even though she is already a 6-year-old child's mum, Xue Luo enjoys playing with men's warmth.

It's like the love she wants!

"It seems that I can only hit myself! My wayward wife, my surly son, I am so happy!"

Feng Xinglang exaggeratedly hummed, buried his face in the woman's body, and arched on the cheap arch.

"Ahem ... Xinglang, Xueluo, are you there?"

Xia Zhengyang reminded the young couple who were in love and scolded by coughing.

It wasn't Xia Zhengyang's incomprehension, it was just that he had been waiting for a while.

But I didn't think the little couple was flirting without shame. It's really not appropriate for this large crowd, isn't it?

"Ah ... hmm ... why are you here?"

Xue Luo panicked and quickly got up from Feng Xinglang's body, and wore his high heels.

"Oh, let me recruit an assistant for Yihua. Yihua is still small, so I have to check it."

"Ah? Hire a painting assistant? He, isn't he 18 years old? What assistant is he using?"

Xue Luo saw Xia Yihua leaning against a Porsche body. At first glance, it was a rich second generation spoiled by parents.

"What's so great about going to school is better to practice it!"

Xia Zhengyang's words made Xue Luo swallow the words he had originally persuaded into his stomach. Xia Yi's paintings can be spoiled like this, and Xia Zhengyang is definitely the biggest actor. Xue Luo was too lazy to persuade anything.

"Such a coincidence? Your niece is just looking for a job today!"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes, and then he thought about it, "Don't avoid relatives with virginity, my grandma can think about it: Let her nephew Lin Xueluo give painting as an assistant!"

The stubbornness of Yi Xiayi's paintings is estimated to take less than three days, and will certainly dispel his wife Lin Xueluo's enthusiasm for going to work.

"..."

Xue Luo's unbelievable stare at her husband Feng Xinglang: What is this man talking about? !! How could you ask yourself to be the assistant for Xia Yihua's that bear child?

"Oh, that ... Xueluo major ... I'm afraid that's not right?"

Xia Zhengyang was also awkward.

Say no, it will offend Feng Xinglang, the **** of wealth; say yes, and he is afraid that his son will suffer. He knew that his nephew had never recognized his illegitimate son Xia Yihua.

"Besides, you are the beloved wife of President Feng Da, how dare you use my paintings!"

Xia Zhengyang grinned and laughed dryly.

"Maybe! No matter how noble my wife is, she is also your niece!"

The woman's angry expression had explained everything well. But Feng Xinglang is still matching: Want to find a job, it is very suitable for Xia Yihua to be an assistant!

Xue Luo can see: This man is intentional! The wish to make her want to go to work deliberately fails.

"That ... Mr. Feng joked. There is still something urgent in the company. We will talk about it later and talk about it later."

Xia Zhengyang hit his son Xia Yihua and left at a speed that could not cover his ears.

It's just Lin Xueluo, Xia Zhengyang can do whatever she wants, but now her nephew Lin Xueluo is Feng Xinglang's heart, which is not something his son can make.

In fact, Xia Zhengyang also had a little regret: If he had forcibly married one of his three daughters to Feng Family, maybe he would be Feng Xing Lang's heart at this time, it would be his own daughter!

Who knows that this bankruptcy is a fraud, and it even marries in the name of his brother, Feng Lixin!

It ’s better that his daughters do n’t have this blessing, so it ’s better for the niece to take advantage of it than to let the extravagant field flow to the outsider field!

Xia Zhengyang more or less ignored: His three thousand golds, anyway, must meet Feng Xinglang's appetite, can he have the following?

He really thought it was a woman who shoved Feng Xinglang? !!

After Xia Zhengyang left, Xue Luo stared angrily at the man, "Feng Xinglang, what do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting ..." Feng Xinglang said weakly, "Do you dare have any meaning?"

"You know Xia Yihua is a sister-in-law, so you even want me to be his assistant?" Xue Luo said indignantly.

"Which money do you make? Don't you all make it! You are so anxious to find a job, your husband is helping you!"

Feng Xinglang said better than sings. "Finally, you have a relationship with Xia Yihua but your cousin is so acquaintance!"

"I will find a job myself! I don't need you to worry about it!"

Snow fell angrily, and dragged his painful feet towards Ba Song's car.

"And wayward? Who loves it!"

Instead, he was hugged by the man and stuffed into the co-pilot of Lexus.

...

The lunch was packed from the Imperial City. The taste is naturally very good.

The caring Nina led the two children to the secretary's office and gave up the lounge to the president and his wife.

Xue Luo's feet had been cold, and they were resting on Feng Xinglang's strong legs, shaking left and right. It didn't hurt too much, just Xue Luo wanted to be so pretentious that Feng Xinglang would spoil her.

"Lan Youyou is back home."

Feng Xinglang hugged the woman and said quietly.

"Come back in time! She is the eldest wife of Feng Family. She wants to return to Feng Family. Who can stop her!"

Snow fell calmly. In fact, Feng Lixin had called her this morning. I also know that Feng Lixin will make another call to his baby brother ‘please ask”. So his brother, brother, will surely agree!

"I guess Lan Youyou can't live long ..."

Feng Xinglang held the woman in her arms tighter. "My brother wants to make her walk calmer."

How long can you live?

Snow fell for a moment: she knew that Lan Youyou had been in bad health since she was in jail; she also thought she was pretending, but after listening to Mo Ranran's description, it seemed like she was seriously at risk.

"What's wrong with Lan Youyou?" Xueluo asked.

"Blood disorders. Say coagulopathy."

"But these diseases are almost inherited. Why did Lan Youyou suddenly have such a disease?"

"Who knows! Maybe it's her punishment in heaven." The man sighed meaningfully.

What did Xue Luoben want to ask, but suddenly he didn't say anything, just stood up and hugged the man's head.

"Xinglang, our family must be good! Live a happy life and live a healthy and healthy life every day."

"Will do!"

The man murmured. Buried in his wife's arms for a long time without moving.

After returning home, Xue Luo did not take the initiative to go to the townhouse next door to see Lan Yuyou, who was seriously ill.

She was not yet kind enough to offer a favor to a woman who wanted to kill her.

It's not just a question of thought, the woman has been put into action more than once.

Fortunately, my own life is too big, otherwise I will die several times.

"Tuantu, why didn't you go back and see the sick mummy?"

Xue Luo glanced at Feng Tuan, who was still playing with building blocks on tatami, and asked softly.

"Tuantuan will play with Brother Nono for a little while and then go back!"

Thinking of it, Little Cute raised her head, staring at Mengmeng's eyes and said, "Uncle, uncle said that Tuan Tuan can live here tonight, OK?"

My own mother is back, but she still lives here?

"Okay! Tuan Tuan live wherever he wants!"

Xue Luo has some cognitive styles that cannot read small things. But still agreed.

"Thank you Aunt! Aunt is the best for Tuantuan!"

Is it the best? !! What about her own mother? The snow fell and sighed slightly.

After playing for a while, I saw Uncle Feng Xinglang coming out of the study, and Feng Tuan Tuan greeted him immediately.

"Uncle, would you go back and see Mommy?"

Feng Tuantuan wanted to get close to the skinny and almost mutated mommy, but he was afraid to stop.

"Don't you have long feet? You still need your uncle to hold this way?"

Feng Xinglang raised his finger, and pettiously scratched the tip of the little thing's nose.

"Tuantu afraid ..."

"afraid of what?"

"My mum she ... she ... she is terrible!"

When a child described his mummy as ‘so terrible’, Xue Luo could not help but listen for a moment: To what extent was this blue yoyo terrible enough to make his own daughter feel scared?

"You little conscience!"

Feng Xinglang flicked the head of Tuantuan, "Lan Youyou is your mother, will you still eat it?"

"Xinglang, you just take a look around."