Novel Bin Chapter 1388
Feng Xinglang was also quite surprised: His journey to Pater Castle this time, had actually become a Healing Type character?
When did he gain such high awareness?
Around 11 PM, Feng Xinglang dragged his exhausted body back to his wife Lin Xueluo\'s room.
Xueluo\'s bedroom was around the corner on the second floor, which was close to the study room. It was quiet and secretive, so it would not be disturbed.After all, everyone in the Pater Castle was a man. Xueluo, a woman, would feel out of place if she lived here for five years. Fortunately, Xueluo was a smart woman, and she knew how to lower her sense of existence.
Fortunately, the foster son s of the Hetun were not perverts. Only then did Xueluo and her son manage to live here peacefully for five years.
But it was only relative tranquility, because in Xueluo\'s opinion, in those five years, every day she spent in the Pater Castle, she was on tenterhooks!Fortunately, everything changed now!
The person he feared the most had actually become his father-in-law! The father of his own husband; the grandfather of his own child!
What a lucky fool!
"Why aren\'t you asleep yet?" Aren\'t you sleepy? "Seeing the woman waiting for him, Feng Xinglang became warm.
"Xinglang, Xing Shi\'er\'s injuries … Is it serious? "Xueluo leaned on the bedside, reading books to pass the time, while waiting for his husband to return.
"You should still worry about this husband of yours!"
Seeing that the woman wasn\'t waiting for him purely because of him, Feng Xinglang brought the woman\'s waist and fell on the small bed that was only 1.5 meters wide.
"Xinglang... Move aside … It\'s my turn! "
With Feng Xinglang\'s muscular body pressing down on him, Xueluo was really unable to bear his weight."A pretentious Little Girl Lin, seems like she\'s made her husband\'s appetite even more!"
Feng Xinglang purposely stuck closer, squeezing out the space between him and Xueluo. "It\'s not like I haven\'t pressed … Have you found it? ""Feng Xinglang, can you be a little more serious? I\'m asking you about Xing Shi\'er\'s injuries! "
Xueluo knew that the man was extremely tired today, so he took the initiative to help the man stretch his tight muscles.
"What a nice young fellow, your looks are all ruined!"Feng Xinglang dragged his voice, "Hetun is really a crazy fella!"
"Is it appropriate for you to say that to your own father?"
Xueluo muttered before asking again, "Is Xing Shi\'er\'s injury really severe? Can you do cosmetic surgery later on? "Your big brother …"Once he thought about how he made Feng Lixin into such a state, and how he was the main culprit, Xueluo stopped himself from speaking further.
He understood what the woman was trying to say.
"Then Xing Shi\'er, he … How are your emotions right now? "
"A child of the Big P!" The commotion was over! Tomorrow, ask Old Mo to contact the burn specialist at the Massachusetts General Hospital and get him to get some medicine my brother can use to calm his burn wounds … "
Feng Xinglang had not even finished speaking when he saw his wife, Lin Xueluo, staring deeply at him with teary eyes.
"I say, why are both your lacrimal ducts so developed? They had only been here for half a day, yet each of them was crying harder than the last? "Are you trying to kill me, your husband, out of heartache?"When Feng Xinglang said this, the tears that were in Xueluo\'s eyes instantly burst forth.
"Xinglang... How good you are! I thank you on behalf of Xing Shi\'er and the others! "Xueluo hugged her husband\'s neck tightly and sobbed.
"Let me first clarify it: what do you mean by replacing Xing Shi\'er? What do you think of Xing Shi\'er as? "
There was jealousy in it, but it was also to soothe a sad woman and distract her attention.
"Stop messing around..."Xueluo stuck close to the man\'s face, "Xinglang, you\'re actually a good person! "Good man!"
"F * ck me!" Yet another one here is scolding me! "
Feng Xinglang really wasn\'t used to people praising him with their "good person". Subconsciously, he felt that he was not even close to being a \'good person\'!"Oh right, where\'s my Young Master Nuo?"
Feng Xinglang ended the topic that made Xueluo sad.
"He should be at Hetun\'s place."Xueluo asked for Feng Xinglang\'s opinion worriedly, "Xinglang, why don\'t you go and grab Nuonuo and bring him back to our room? Hetun\'s arm... Nuonuo likes to cause trouble too... "
It was another sad juncture! Xueluo\'s expression became sad.
"Then let\'s go and play along with this little thing! It would be too easy for him not to cause a ruckus for Hetun s for a few days! ""..."
Xueluo pursed his lips, agreeing to Feng Xinglang\'s suggestion.
The little guy was now able to walk unhindered in the entire Pater Castle, he definitely didn\'t need to worry about his safety!The only thing that Xueluo was worried about was his son messing with other people!
… ….
To be honest, to be able to be hugged and sleep in the Pater Castle this night, Xueluo had never dared to think about it before.
Although Xueluo slept soundly, Feng Xinglang was unable to sleep soundly at night.
He didn\'t have any central thoughts, he just randomly recalled the fragments of the past.
It was only until dawn, when the sky was just beginning to brighten, that Feng Xinglang finally managed to fall asleep with great difficulty. It should be because his eyelids are too tired.Not even half an hour after Feng Xinglang closed his eyes, a light knocking sound came from the door.
His voice was not loud, but was filled with politeness.
Of course, this kind of courtesy had never been effective against Feng Xinglang. Worried that the woman in his embrace would be woken up, Feng Xinglang even intentionally pulled Xueluo under the blanket to cover her ears.The polite knocking only lasted six or seven times before it was over.
Since there was nothing Xing Shiqi could do, he could only go and discuss it with Xing Ba.
After Xing Ba brewed for two to three minutes, he gave Xing Shiqi a brilliant plan.He thought that he would be able to continue sleeping if he could not get a response from the polite knocking on the door. However Feng Xinglang did not expect that:
"Father … Father... Wake up... Wake up... Something big has happened! "
It was his son, Linnuo\'s, full of energy shouting! It was accompanied by his violent and impatient slapping on the door.What bastard woke his son up so early in the morning?
What was even more despicable was that this bastard who was courting death was actually letting his son wake him up, Feng Xinglang?!
Why did this little thing elbow out? Did his father like sleeping in the morning?"Father … You\'re waking up … "" I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … " My second brother is about to die … He said he wanted to see you! If I don\'t see you, he\'ll. "He will..."
What could it be?
The little guy probably could not remember the lines, so he turned to look at Xing Shiqi behind him …