One second to rember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Mo Ranran eagerly received the call from Feng Xinglang.
"Enough, don't cry. It was already too late for Lan Youyou to return to the Feng Family alive! Now is the ti to witness the tenderness of your fiancée! "Calm my brother's heart and take good care of his body!"
Feng Xinglang humorously comforted the frightened Mo Ranran with a humorous tone.
"What fiancee?" Brother Lixin only thinks about that Lan Youyou! Even though I am so weak that I only have half a breath left, I still have to show off and go chase after that Xing San fellow! "
Mo Ranran was a girl that basked in the sunlight for a long ti, but after going through so many changes in such a short period of ti, her heart still suffered a blow.
Rembering sothing, Mo Ranran snorted, "Feng Er, you really have no conscience! All you care about is your brother; my father is hurt. He finally woke up with great difficulty, but he couldn't move the left half of his body. The doctor said it would take a month or two to recover. "
"You and your father really suffered this ti! "There's no way to repay him. I think my brother will be filial to his father-in-law in the future!"
"Feng Er, you only know how to use words to tease !"
Mo Ranran muttered as she pulled on a tissue to wipe her nose.
"How would I dare to tease you!?" "You are my future master sister-in-law!"
Feng Xinglang used such a good thod to coax the girl. Hearing that, Mo Ranran's heart and body started to waver, "Ran Ran, I will leave the Feng Family to you! Take care of the house before I co back! "
"Feng Er, you're so annoying! You only know how to make happy! "
Only with hope would there be power; Feng Xinglang's words undoubtedly gave Mo Ranran unlimited reverie.
After hanging up the phone, a look of exhaustion and lancholy appeared on Feng Xinglang's handso face.
"Forcefully forcing a lively and beautiful little girl like her into your half crippled big brother so that he can be a woman … "What if we lose heart?"
Just as Cong Gang finished speaking, Feng Xinglang's eyes that were so cold that it seed like it could devour food stared at him.
"Are you not convinced?"
Feng Xinglang scolded in a low voice.
"I admit defeat!" Such selfishness is really Feng Xinglang! "
Cong Gang replied gently. He really didn't want to offend Feng Xinglang who was already unhappy.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and stared at Cong Gang, and snorted: "You couldn't have fallen for that girl, right?"
"..."
This idea … Cong Gang remained silent.
"Mo Ranran is my brother's woman! Don't think about her! It would be futile to try anything against her! "
"..."
Actually, Cong Gang wanted to say: If I really want to fight Mo Ranran, can your brother win against ? Forget about Mo Ranran, even if I wanted to hit on Lin Xueluo, he might not be my match!
It was best not to say such provocative words! Who knew what this scoundrel would do when he heard this!
"Is there any news of Xing San?"
Feng Xinglang glared at Cong Gang and thought that Cong Gang was sensible and stopped talking.
"Got it!"
"Where is he?"
"Treat Lan Youyou in an international hospital in Bangkok!"
"He is quite bold! There's nothing to be afraid of! " Feng Xinglang scoffed.
"With Feng Tuantuan in his hands, he doesn't need to worry about you, Feng Xinglang, not obediently following her lead!"
Cong Gang's reminder made Feng Xinglang fall into deep thought, "Then Xing San's aning is that he doesn't intend to et up with the other groups for the ti being?"
"It should be! They will at least wait for Lan Youyou's condition to stabilize!
"Then we can only sit and wait for death?"
"We don't have to wait that long! I think the dying Lan Youyou will think of a way to see her own daughter as soon as possible! "
Feng Xinglang turned his body and looked at the unique Cong Gang with rapt attention. His eyes were deep and serene.
"That's a good analysis. Cong Gang, I think you're pretty smart! "
"..."
Cong Gang's resolute and handso face twitched slightly: I accidentally touched Feng Xinglang's reverse scale again!
"Co, tell us what we should do next, so that Xing San can lead us obediently to et the group?"
Feng Xinglang pulled over a chair and sat in front of Cong Gang, and asked with a cold tone.
The corner of Cong Gang's lips twitched, but he calmly replied, "I'll listen to your arrangents!"
Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, but his gaze was still fixated on Cong Gang, "Cong Gang, do you think I should be wary of you?
"It is my honor for you to have such thoughts!"
Cong Gang smiled faintly, without batting an eyelid, "Feng Xinglang, there are so things … It will never change! "
"You want to play with again?" Feng Xinglang said coldly.
"Feng Xinglang, in your entire life, have you ever trusted anyone before?"
Cong Gang asked instead of answering.
"Yes!" You are one of them! Otherwise, I would not have given my life to you! "
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, and spoke with a bit of a smug tone.
"You trust Yan Bang more, right?"
Cong Gang suddenly ntioned Yan Bang once again.
Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, and subconsciously fished for the cigarette on his body, "Don't always ntion him in front of , I'll be sad!"
"Grief? "Un, I can tell!"
"If Yan Bang didn't die, you wouldn't have let accompany you to find your niece, right?"
Feng Xinglang who was unable to take out his cigarette, looked sowhat dry.
He cast a sidelong glance at Cong Gang, and slightly curled the corner of his lips. "How many tis do I have to repeat that Yan Bang is a good brother of mine, I am on equal footing with him! As for you, Cong Gang … At best, it's my slave, a dog I picked up from Chinatown! "
"..." The muscles on Cong Gang's resolute face twitched, and beca gloomy.
… ….
Lan Youyou woke up with difficulty.
Perhaps the worry and worry that he had been worrying about could not be resolved, Lan Youyou who had been at the gates of hell for a long ti, finally ca back to life.
"Girl... Girl... You're awake? You're finally awake. Third Brother is here! "
Xing San held Lan Youyou's shriveled up hand, and held it tightly against his own cheek.
In the Primal Chaos, the first person Lan Youyou saw first was Xing San.
Returning to the cage of her thoughts, she tightly held Xing San's hand. "Where are the other groups?"
His breath was so weak that only his mouth remained.
"Little girl, when your illness recovers, I will bring you to see Little Dan!"
Xing San kissed the back of Lan Youyou's hand, his bloodshot eyes flashing with a bright liquid color.
"No …" No …. Take to see him now. Swish! Swish! Third brother... "Please!"
Lan Youyou's dying eyes seed to be filled with tears.
She did not ask Xing San about the reason why she was with him. The only thought in her mind was to see her daughter together.
At the mont of life and death, she had no other requests!
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