MTL - Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me-Chapter 64 Rather than let him die, let him stay in his hometown

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Feng Xinglang is familiar with this diamond-level VIP luxury private room. This is the place where he and the three of Bai Mo and Yan Bang often gather to talk about life and their ideals. It's just that time has passed, and the three brothers, who were so good that they could wear one pair of pants, now have a gap.

"Lang brother, the person you want to see is inside." Bai Mo's expression was serious, even a little nervous that was not easy to detect.

There are not many things that can make Grandpa Bai Mo nervous. Even in the face of a hundred people fighting and fighting in front of him, he can calmly embrace and hold grapes.

Feng Xinglang knew that the people inside would never be Lan Youyou. Maybe he knew who it was.

The door of Hao Bao was pushed open by him, and he walked in steadily.

There was a man sitting on the sofa: the stiff pectoral muscles almost came out through the clothes, and he had a sturdy cow-like body; the two strong legs resting on the bar were hidden with infinite explosive power; He has the power to destroy the world! Not handsome, but it highlights the man's fortitude and solidity.

This man is called Yan Bang!

After seeing Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang turned and left.

"Lang, I also want to rescue your brothers safely! But the situation at the time did not allow me to do that!" Yan Bang stood up, his tall body, a solid copper wall and iron wall. It was even half a head taller than Feng Xinglang, one meter eighty-five.

Yan Bang was the one who rescued Feng Xinglang from the sea of ​​fire three months ago.

From a sense of reason, Feng Xinglang should thank Yan Bang, after all, Yan Bang risked his life and rescued him from the underground warehouse that was about to explode.

But the fact is: Feng Xinglang hated to rescue himself, but Yan Bang left by his elder brother Feng Lixin!

Yan Bang is rational. Because of the situation at that time, if it was Yan Yan who left to manually open the escape gate, the injured Fengjia brothers could not escape. Because that heavy Cumen would also drag their two brothers to death.

Therefore, the choice made by Yan Bang at that time was undoubtedly the most scientific and sensible.

But Feng Xinglang couldn't accept it! He would rather die by himself than see his elder brother, Feng Lixin, live a worse life.

"Why did you choose to rescue me instead of my elder brother? You know that this choice will only make me hate you!" Feng Xinglang turned and snarled at Yan Bang with exhausted exhaustion.

Yan Bang was silent.

In terms of explanation, he has explained Feng Xinglang more than once. He can understand Feng Xinglang's mood, and knows that Feng Xinglang does not really hate him. Just pain is piled up, you need a vent. And he is the vent of Feng Xinglang!

A heavy punch hit the marble wall of Hao Bao, and the skin on the surface of the fist was stuck on the wall, and blood spilled.

Yan Bang quietly looked at Feng Xinglang, who vented his resentment, but didn't come forward to stop it. Instead, let Feng Xinglang hurt himself.

After a long time, after feeling that Feng Xinglang's mood was stable, he slowly said, "Lang, I can find Lan Youyou's whereabouts."

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Feng Xinglang always smokes casually. He is already an uncle, so naturally he is not restricted by time and place.

After Xue Luo married into Feng Family, he subconsciously converged, at least he would ask her opinions on the occasion where Snow fell.

Now, his mood is really terrible. He pointed to the soot, and sent it to his lips to take a deep breath again and again. Although the air purifier was turned on, the smoke that was too late would still linger around his body. The face of Zhang Jun was somber and utterly cold.

Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa not far from the festive wedding bed, eagerly used smoking to calm his emotions; his eyes were locked on the snow falling on the bed, and his petite figure would be mistaken if he did not look carefully No one was asleep on the boat.

The smoke burned between the fingers, burning to the surface of the fingers, Feng Xinglang realized that he was staring at the sleeping woman for a long time. Annihilated in the ashtray, Feng Xinglang whispered a slight anger, and then lit the next cigarette.

I really want to pick up a woman who is sleepless and sleepless, and work with him to resolve such depression and depression. It was just that quiet face that seemed to be so holy that he couldn't bear it. So, in the wrath that kept coming and going, Feng Xinglang just repeated the action of smoking.

At dawn, the air was fresher. It should have been more sleepy. But Xue Luo still woke up. I don't know if it was because of the man's smoking or because of the presence of the man. In short, she was so awake. It is not natural to wake up, nor to be disturbed.

Xue Luoxun looked at his side: Fortunately, there was no figure of that man. She gave a slight breath of nervousness. The little face was confused with just waking up, and it was extraordinarily affectionate.

"Aroused you?"

There was a slight, husky, heavy male voice. Feng Xinglang's voice sounded weak, probably because of excessive smoking.

"Ah ... Are you there?" Xue Luo instinctively panicked. The sound was a little horrified, and perhaps there were other subtle meanings.

It was because Feng Xinglang was away, but he was there? Or is it because Feng Xinglang is here and he is?

"Um." Feng Xinglang snorted loudly. It seems that this morning, he was very clear and stunned, without any intention of playing with the snow. No doubt with normal people.

The man did not sleep with her on the same bed, but sat obediently on the sofa beside him, so the snow fell slightly relaxed. Does Feng Xinglang also realize that his own behavior is very unreliable, so he is determined to correct evil? This time, Xue Luo really missed it. In fact, Feng Xinglang just didn't have that state of mind.

At the same time, Xue Luo also saw that the ashtray in front of Feng Xinglang was full of cigarette butts. In terms of quantity, he should have been smoking for an hour or two. God, he sat here and smoked for an hour or two. He didn't even feel like he was sleeping so hard. Maybe he couldn't wake up after he was sold by him.

Feng Xinglang smoked so much smoke. If it was not for turning on the air purifier, it is estimated that the snowfall would have been awakened. Xueluo remembered that he did not turn on the air purifier before going to bed, it should have been turned on by the man himself. It seems quite literate.

Is it literacy? If this man was really literate, he wouldn't come to her 'sister-in-law' room! But today's performance is much better than before.

"Snow is falling, I'm going abroad for a few days." Feng Xinglang's throat was low because of excessive smoking and a hoarse throat.

"A few days abroad? Are you going alone? Don't you take your elder brother for a skin graft?"

Xue Luo asked tightly. Because she knew that Feng Xinglang had been preparing for Feng Lixin to go abroad for skin grafting.

"Yes, I am alone."

For a long time, Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice: "A heart that has lost the consciousness of survival, even if others forcibly save it, will eventually be a walking dead! Rather than let him die, let him stay in his hometown."