MTL - Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me-Chapter 34 Take care of yourself

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Give him a shower? Snow-falling red lips were tight, no response and no rejection. Just staying in place, there is no intention to obediently go upstairs to give Feng Xinglang a bath.

You know, she's his sister-in-law! How can there be a sister-in-law cleaning the uncle?

Seeing Xueluo stay in place, An An reminded her anxiously, "Ma'am, hurry upstairs to deal with the wounds of the second master. The second master has so much blood and it hurts a lot."

Perhaps Xue Luo was worried about the man's injury. After all, Feng Xinglang was injured because she was treated as Feng Yiming. But she and his embarrassing identity made Xue Luo really unable to drive up the stairs.

"I'll go to Mo butler." Xue Luo hurried to the study downstairs. Just when she and the housekeeper sent away the two burn specialists, she heard that housekeeper Mo had said that she would go to the study to calculate Dr. Jin's remuneration.

Mo butler really is in the study.

"Housekeeper Mo, Xinglang's shoulder is bleeding again, you should go upstairs and bandage him. By the way, give him a bath."

When Snow fell in front, Mo's housekeeper closed his account and stood up because of the safety of Feng Xinglang. But when Xue Luo said in the back, "by the way, help Feng Xinglang take a bath," Mo's housekeeper sat down again. Go on.

Isn't it true that her wife should do a bath? At first, the housekeeper Mo still agreed that Feng Xinglang would marry in the name of Feng Lixin. At least this is a shortcut, which can tell what the woman intends to marry to seal the family.

But when Mo Butler felt that Xue Luo was a kind and gentle girl, he began to sympathize with the encounter. Regardless of the days when the husband, the second master, is to be seen, it is hard to be a good and tough girl!

"Ma'am, I haven't finished my work here, but you should go upstairs and give Master Er a bath and treat the wound. The wound is inflamed, but it's not good." The housekeeper Mo opened the account again and carefully calculated that. Strings of numbers come.

"..." Really choked the snow: The housekeeper Mo was so enthusiastic about the safety of the young master. What happened today?

"Housekeeper Mo, you should help Feng Xinglang to deal with the wound first. It is not too late to go downstairs to calculate the accounts!" Actually, Xue Luo also wanted to add: Are these accounts more important than Feng Xinglang's injury?

"Ma'am, I'm old and my eyes are faint. It's better for you to treat the second master's wound. Come on, don't let the second master wait too long." The housekeeper Mo started to urge the snow fall.

Failed to invite Mo butler, Xue Luo could only go to find An An. However, he did not think that An Ying said that he would prepare a medicated diet for Feng Lixin tomorrow.

This is obviously forcing her to go upstairs to wait for the proud and rude guy who has dragged 250,000 to 80,000 and has no respect for her bitch!

It was thought that Feng Xinglang was injured because of himself, Xue Luo gritted her teeth, and eventually went upstairs with her head daring.

Sure enough, Feng Xinglango really dominated her wedding room! Why doesn't this man even have the idea of ​​giving or receiving a relationship? Brother and sister-in-law's room, no matter how embarrassed he was!

Xue Luo is really convinced by this man who has no concept of rituals!

The man on the sofa had taken off his blood-stained shirt, and drank barefoot.

In the crystal-clear crystal glass, a little red wine swayed, like the mouth of a greedy vampire; I don't know if I want to devour the loneliness and sorrow of a man, or if I want to convey a more desolate and desolate meaning to the drinker ?

That's why there is a saying in this world: Borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow and sorrow!

"Why, let you come upstairs and give me a bath, is it so difficult?" A back of his neck, Feng Xinglang drank the red wine in his glass.

Somehow, when Xue Luo saw the man who was wrapped up in deep depression and couldn't save herself, she no longer complained and didn't want to criticize or argue any more, but went silently to Feng Xinglang's Beside, began to look at the wound on his left shoulder.

The plaster on the wound had been ripped off by him. The bright red blood stained half of his left shoulder. Xue Luo couldn't help shivering: she really couldn't imagine how painful the man would be when tearing off the wound patch! Does this man's body have no pain?

"Xue Luo, have a drink with me!" Feng Xinglang's strong arm ticked, and Xue Luo half rolled into his arms.

Xue Luo pressed his hands against his strong chest and softly rebuked, "Feng Xinglang, don't make trouble! Your wound is bleeding!"

"It's okay! This little injury can't kill anyone!" Feng Xinglang buried his head in the snow and fell between the two soft, very quiet. There was no other excessive action, but it quietly soothed and suppressed the sadness of many months.

The snow fell and did not dare to move. She was afraid that her inadvertent little movement would stimulate the man's beast side. Besides, she didn't have the heart to push him away ...

Feng Xinglang's strong arm tightened her waistband. His face and her chest tightened almost seamlessly.

Xue Luo suddenly felt that Feng Xinglang at this moment was docile like an obedient and well-behaved child. It's just the man's strong physique, and the power that tightly squeezes her around her waist, almost forcing her to breathlessly reminds her: the man holding her in his arms is a dangerous adult man.

After half a minute of silence, the man in his arms moved: he arched irregularly on her chest. Seems to seek more comfort, or ... to be frivolous?

Is this a man's high-tech frivolity? Xue Luo didn't want to associate with bad aspects. But ... but a woman's extremely sensitive place is so arched by an adult man's face and lips, it's hard not to let her have bad ideas!

"Feng Xinglang, don't do this ... I'll help you deal with the wound first, and it's still bleeding." Xue Luo pushed away a pair of soft men who occupied her, and instantly blushed her entire face. Red fluttering, pretty like being soothed.

Snowfall's action was extra careful, for fear of hurting the man's wound a second time. Learned from Dr. Xiao Xing once, so he was quite proficient. Xue Luo took a new wound from the first aid box and stuck it to Feng Xinglang.

"I'll post it for you, but you need to be a little bit smaller! Can't you take care of your parents?" Xue Luo couldn't help complaining to the man. Because she could see that the chapped palate just was caused by excessive force when he was outside.

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at the snow falling on his wound, and his throat tightened. Eye light was stained with indescribable emotions.

Snow fell on the man's eyes inadvertently, and his heart immediately jumped up like a few deer. She quickly turned her head and murmured unnaturally, "I'll get you warm water."

Snow fell almost into the bathroom. She covered her chest with both hands, trying to calm the messy heart. What happened to myself, just glanced at the man, it was like this? Could it be that she really did what the man said to her when she met her for the first time: Is it because she is so full of spring?

Will not! Definitely not! I'm not crazy! He is his own uncle! That's it!