Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Chapter 940

One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 940 - Show Love

From outside the living room, a little pink figure jogged in.

It was Feng Tuantuan.

"Going to your house for dinner?"

Linnuo's little friend looked over at Feng Tuantuan, "Did you move?"

"That's right, we just moved to a new home today, right there! "Not far!"

Feng Tuantuan pointed in the direction of the neighboring room.

Linnuo didn't quite believe her: "Did her father chase away the great witch so quickly?" However, he seemed to be getting closer to it!

You live next door to them? Is this called chasing them away?

But at least it was better than facing that witch every day!

Xueluo was silent: Is this how a man takes care of things? Bringing Lan Youyou's family next door?

Not under the same roof, but close at hand?

After all, a man was still reluctant to use any strong and forceful punishing methods on Lan Youyou.

Who was it for this time?

Where's niece Feng Tuantuan? Or her big brother Feng Lixin?

"I'll tell you papa when I get back. It's just that Uncle isn't feeling well, so I won't go for dinner!"

Feng Xinglang tactfully rejected Feng Tuantuan's invitation.

The little cutie pouted, looking a little disappointed.

"That punk is home. The thinks too much and comes to visit me! "

"Uncle will always think of others!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward, hugged the little thing in his arms, and kissed it on the forehead, to comfort it from the loss.

"Xinglang, the group is calling out, I believe your brother has long been prepared for it. Let's go for a quick meal. Don't disappoint the entire group! "

Even Xueluo himself felt that what she just said was completely unfounded.

It was like he had nothing to hide!

However, it was as if it had been accumulating in his heart for a long time!

"Uncle, mom is great!"

Hearing Xueluo's words, the little thing immediately became happy, "Uncle, just agree to go to my new home to eat. My mother, Grandma An cooked a lot of delicious things! "

"What?" Was the meal cooked by your mother? "

Linnuo asked.

The little cutie nodded her head, "I'll go with you and Grandma An."

"Then we won't be able to eat it! Your big witch's mother will definitely poison our food! "

The living environment of Pater Castle was destined for Linnuo to have a different way of thinking from other children his age.

"No, no, my mommy wouldn't poison her food!"

Feng Tuantuan shook her little head like a rattle drum.

"Nuonuo, don't speak nonsense!"

Xueluo berated her son's bullshit, "Don't worry, no matter how ruthless your aunt is, she won't be willing to poison your father!"

He could hear a hint of bitterness in his words!

Seeing that the woman insisted on going to the banquet, Feng Xinglang could only sacrifice his life to accompany his wife!

Otherwise, the woman would think: Is she trying to escape from something?

"Uncle, I'll push you."

The two little things fought to curry favor with his husband, Feng Xinglang, who had nothing better to do as he watched from the back of the wheelchair.

The Feng Family's Main Villa, in order to make it easier for Feng Lixin's wheelchair and the stretcher to enter, had already constructed an unobstructed passageway; however, the outside of the villa next to them was actually a staircase. The two little fellows could only stop.

Xueluo did not say a word, and quietly watched as the two children continued to ask for help.

Feng Xinglang who was similarly silent was also on the wheelchair.

He also wanted to see what the two children could think of to get him into the living room.

"Big brother Nuonuo, can you go in quickly and call the Grandpa Mo and Papa over to help?"

The first thing that little cutie thought of was to ask adults for help.

"Do you think you can move my dad's wheelchair?"

In the eyes of the children of Linnuo, his uncle Feng Lixin had always been sickly.

"Then what should we do? We can't move it either? "

Little cutie was troubled. Sometimes he would look at the living room, and sometimes he would turn his head to look at his aunt Lin Xueluo.

Feng Xinglang intentionally closed his eyes to rest, not giving the two little fellows any hints.

The goal was to see what kind of performance his son Linnuo would give under such a sudden situation.

"Don't worry! I'll go check if there are no obstructions around! "

There were no obstructions, which could be found not only in the main villa of the Feng Family, but also in the Pater Castle. This was because foster son would often get injured and return to recuperate. It was also a necessity for large-scale construction.

The little guy looked around the stairs. Sure enough, in a place hidden by bushes, the little guy found a small slope that he could use to push his wheelchair up.

"Slug, I found it!"

The little guy shouted with a sense of accomplishment.

Xueluo and Feng Xinglang were quite satisfied with their son's calm and wise performance.

However, the slope covered most of the weeds and shrubs. Even with the strength of the two little fellows, they were still unable to push their way up.

"Big brother Nuonuo, we still can't move! Should I go and call the Grandpa Mo to push it? "

Balls were already sweating profusely. Due to the effort, her face had turned bright red, making her look especially adorable.

"No need! My dad's wheelchair is intelligent. "We can put the wheelchair in the 'uphill' position and push it a lot easier!"

Linnuo squatted by the wheelchair and played with it for a while. When he found the button to go up the hill, he used all his strength to push the wheelchair again.

Finally, under the little guy's perseverance and perseverance, the wheelchair was actually pushed up the stairs by him.

"Ah... Big Brother Nuonuo is so great! We really pushed it up! "

Feng Tuantuan also started to jump in joy. Even though she didn't use any strength at all.

"Small case!"

Linnuo wiped the sweat off his forehead and said haughtily.

Xueluo was both gratified and distressed at the same time.

How could this little thing be the same as his own father? It liked to carry things on its back while being alone, but it refused to turn to anyone else.

Lan Youyou did not expect Feng Xinglang to come.

and even more so, did not expect Lin Xueluo to bring his son along with him!

In fact, she had already heard the two children talking outside the living room door. Just as Feng Lixin was about to go out and help, she stopped him.

"Let the two children think of their own ways! They will think of a way! "

Maybe this was what Feng Xinglang meant as well.

To a certain extent, Lan Youyou still understood Feng Xinglang quite well.

With Feng Xinglang here, not to mention taking the stairs, it wouldn't even be hard for him to fly to the sky or earth!

Lan Youyou especially admired and admired Feng Xinglang's ability!

Perhaps it was because of this that she had fallen in love with this man to the depths of her bones!

Sure enough, ten minutes later, the two children pushed the wheelchair into the living room.

"Xinglang, you're here? Brother is very happy that you came! "

Feng Lixin, who was in front of him, looked a little excited.

If his brother Feng Xinglang's family was able to attend the banquet, did that mean that the husband and wife could forgive and accept their wife, Lan Youyou?

"Xinglang's movements are inconvenient, I didn't want to disturb you guys, but it's hard to refuse your kindness! Who told Xinglang, the Uncle, to be so pampered, to be unable to bear her sadness and disappointment! "

Xueluo rushed to take over Feng Lixin's words, and pushed all the 'merits' to her husband, Feng Xinglang.

Feng Lixin smiled awkwardly, "Xinglang does indeed hurt a lot. Sit down, all of you. It's almost time for dinner! "

"Then I'll have to trouble Big Brother and Big Sis!"

Xueluo deserved to be polite.

"Of course not, big brother is really happy to have you and Xinglang here!"

Feng Lixin was truly happy. He had always worked hard to avenge his wife Lan Youyou and his brother Feng Xinglang.

Feng Lixin left for the kitchen; then, the group led Nuonuo's brother to wash his hands. Only Feng Xinglang and his wife were left in the living room.

The man took the woman's hand and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want this dinner?"

"Of course! In case we start our own cooking! Save the money! "

Xueluo responded leisurely.

"You're being petty in front of your husband?"

The man rubbed the tip of her nose with his finger, "It's uncomfortable eating, it'll affect your digestion!"

"Then wouldn't it be fine if I eat more comfortably?!"

Xueluo bit her lips.

"It's good that you can think like this!"

The man gently looked at his wife who was squatting beside the wheelchair looking at his injured leg. "It's delicious, let's eat more!" If it doesn't taste good, we won't eat it! "Don't feel sorry for yourself!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure walking out of the kitchen. Feng Xinglang leaned over affectionately and pecked his wife on the cheek.

"Wifey, you're hurting me … Can it be lighter? "

"Stop being unreasonable! Just now, your son was tormenting you so much, yet you didn't even make a sound! "

"You are the only woman in my life who wants to be face-to-face. Give me a kiss, my husband is in pain! Just treat it as a painkiller! "

If it was a man's word, then he could pinch it out with love.

At that time, Xueluo did not know that there was someone behind him who had come to set up a table, nor did she know that her flirting with a man would fall into someone's eyes and heart.

Xueluo gave the man a light kiss on his injured leg, "Will it hurt anymore? Do you want me to boast like I did for you? "

"If I blow it in the right place, I think the effect should be very good..."

The man's voice was filled with a crimson hiss, his breath rippling in the woman's ears.

"Feng Xinglang, you're already injured to such an extent, yet you're still a pervert?"

"This is called being a man himself!"

The figure at the dining table turned around and quietly went back into the kitchen. He did not disturb the love between the couple in the living room.

A table full of dinner was either something that the two children liked to eat or something that Feng Xinglang liked to eat.

Especially that cylinder of bone, it had produced a dense amount of bone collagen. It seemed like they were specifically made to heal Feng Xinglang's injured leg.

"Xinglang, have some soup first."

Feng Lixin personally scooped a small bowl of bone soup for his brother Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang took two gulps, and said with a sigh, "The feeling of being served by my own big brother is really good!"

"Kid, you're still so full of energy!"

Perhaps, the relationship between Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang was so deep that it could be expressed with one's life.

However, Lan Youyou's interference had created a unique medium for the relationship between these two brothers.

This medium will make it impossible for them to be honest with each other.

Lan Youyou was not at the table, she was busy working in the kitchen.

Xueluo really wanted to see what the Lan Youyou who served pots and pans would look like.