Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

"Madam, what are you saying? Taking care of the master is not something we servants should do."

Nanny An said, looking towards the door of the living room, "Madam, you should go back to your room and hide. Second Young Master said that Miss Lan Youyou will make a trip to Feng Family. "

Lan Youyou would come to the Feng Family? Xueluo slightly pursed her lips: She is the woman that Feng Lixin loves, it is natural for her to come to the Feng Family to live. Since the real mistress had already entered the room, the divorce between him and Feng Lixin should be smoother.

"It\'s alright Nanny An. I just happened to say goodbye to her. "

With these two new seniors alternating, Xueluo felt that it was only right for him to bid farewell to Lan Youyou. Furthermore, he had come here to divorce Feng Lixin in the first place, so it wouldn\'t hinder her from marrying into the Feng Family.

"Madame, you\'d better avoid it. That Miss Lan Youyou, looks like she\'s not someone to be trifled with! " In the eyes of the Nanny An, Madam Xueluo was as weak as a weakling, so she was especially sympathetic and protective.

"Alright, then I\'ll come back another day."

Xueluo got up and wanted to leave. She felt that instead of hiding awkwardly in the room, she was better off walking around cleanly.

The sound of engines could be heard from inside the courtyard. If Xueluo wanted to leave Feng Family, he had to meet Lan Youyou.

"Madame, you should go back to your room and hide. The Second Young Master said that Miss Lan Youyou had just made a trip here, and will be leaving in a moment. " Nanny An anxiously went forward to stop Xueluo.

Thinking that Lan Youyou might just be going to take a look, or maybe he was just strolling around, and his temporary withdrawal would not affect the matter of Feng Xinglang\'s divorce from his big brother, Feng Lixin, so Xueluo listened to Nanny An\'s arrangements, and went to the guest room to avoid the topic.

He, the Madame Feng, was truly a coward. He hadn\'t even gotten a divorce, yet he was already hiding away.

However, to be able to help Feng Lixin escape from the torture of being in pain and recover his health, Xueluo felt that dodging them was nothing to him.

On the way back to the Feng Family, Feng Xinglang had been silent and silent.

"Ah Lang, are you still angry at me?" Lan Youyou came over and hugged Feng Xinglang like an octopus.

The driver, Xiao Qian, glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time: I can\'t help but admire Second Young Master\'s luck with the flowers. This woman wanted to rush into his arms like a flock of ducks.

However, this woman was indeed beautiful. To use the term \'devastatingly beautiful\' to describe her was not an exaggeration.

When the driver Xiao Qian saw Lan Youyou for the first time, he couldn\'t help but be amazed by her beauty. Even the hand that reached out to open the door for her began to tremble uncontrollably. It was a completely normal man\'s reaction when he saw a beautiful woman.

Feng Xinglang did not answer, and he was too lazy to do so. He only narrowed his eyes and stretched out his limbs, allowing Lan Youyou\'s small hand to create all kinds of abstract paintings on his Hunchback.

The profoundness of Lan Youyou\'s cultivation experience was not something that Feng Xinglang could escape with a few words or even a few punches and kicks. As long as she didn\'t act recklessly, she would be treated as if she had been scratched by a kitten or dog.

But how could Lan Youyou not act recklessly? Such a good opportunity, she missed it and was sorry. As a result, her little hand turned into a tentacle, reaching into Feng Xinglang\'s shirt and using the skin sticking to his body from a distance, she drew an abstract picture of Feng Xinglang\'s abdominal muscles.

Perhaps it was because the canvas was too small, but as it drew, the small, agile hand began to expand its territory. Thus, her hand was hooked into a domain that should not be touched upon.

Then, Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who was messing around.

"Hehehehehe..." "You\'re finally willing to listen to me!"

Lan Youyou\'s bell-like laughter filled the entire carriage. Even the driver, Xiao Qian, drove the MPV into a small \'S\' shape. It was enough to prove how heart-stirring Lan Youyou\'s smile was. Especially a man\'s heart!

"If you keep moving, I\'ll chop off your hand!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded her coldly.

With that said, the scene of her brain replenishing became even more lively. Just where did this woman\'s hand move to, that was why Second Young Master ruthlessly said he was going to cut off her hand? The chauffeur gripped the steering wheel with both hands and began to lose his cool again.

There was a female demoness in the car, and she was also acting so recklessly. She really wanted to take one\'s life!

"It hurts so much!" Lan Youyou moved his evil hands to Feng Xinglang\'s lips, "Why don\'t you bite it off then."

Feng Xinglang really wanted to chop off her hand. However, if a woman lacked this hand, some people would definitely feel heartache to the point of death.

Feng Xinglang thought: Once big brother Feng Lixin\'s condition stabilizes, he will definitely send this woman to his place with all kinds of ties. Any of the big brothers, Feng Lixin, will have a good time enjoying this woman!

"Lan Youyou, you are courting death, understand?" Feng Xinglang reminded her coldly.

"I understand!" "I know a lot!"

Lan Youyou clearly knew what he was doing and what he wanted to do.

After she finished speaking, she once again crawled onto Feng Xinglang\'s back, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, "Ah Lang, why didn\'t you tell your brother Feng Lixin that we had known each other before? Do you dare to? Afraid of hurting your brother\'s fragile heart? "

Feng Xinglang raised his handsome eyebrows, and his entire body was instantly enveloped by a thick layer of haze that he could not disperse.

"Lan Youyou, you are a smart woman! You should know what to say and what not to say! I have to understand it as well! "

Feng Xinglang\'s every word contained a heavy, ruthless aura. It seemed to be a warning to Lan Youyou, yet at the same time, it also seemed to be threatening Lan Youyou.

"Why is Boss showing such a face? You\'re not even handsome anymore!" Lan Youyou spread out her pair of small hands and rubbed it across Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face, "Don\'t worry, I will cooperate with you and use love to heal your brother\'s heart and body!"

"Isn\'t that what you should do?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice, gnashing his teeth in anger, "Lan Youyou, my brother has no enmity with you, but you made him into such a miserable state! All of this is just a redemption, understand? "

"Then after your brother recovers, what are you going to do with me? Killed? "Beheaded?" Lan Youyou asked playfully. She was not afraid of death. But she wished she could die a little. For example: Die for Feng Xinglang, or be tortured to death by Feng Xinglang.

"These are all too easy on you!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.

"Yes!" These ways of dying are really letting me off too easily! How about I cooperate with you and use the most primitive way of men to kill me? "

Lan Youyou was laughing, laughing in a pure and refined manner. Just like those unstained lotus flowers, they were holy and pure without a speck of dust. However, the words that came out of her mouth were sharp and spicy.

She was such a thorny woman! Let a man bathe, but not yet.

Feng Xinglang really wanted to kill this woman!