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Chapter 247: No Embarrassment

Feng Xinglang's handsome face did not look bad, but it was drawn out a little.

He was still quietly moving his arms for Feng Lixin to prevent the newly grown skin tissue from hardening, which affected his later stages of skin grafting and recovery.

"Our family's big ha, is becoming amiable with Xueluo now! Because it knew how good Xueluo was, kind and gentle. "

Feng Lixin took over Lan Youyou's words. He did not want to make the atmosphere too awkward, and even more so, did not want to embarrass Xueluo.

However, his tone was filled with hints: A Husky, it could comprehend Xueluo's goodness, and even walk so close to Xueluo; you, Feng Xinglang, are a living person, haven't you discovered Xueluo's goodness?

In other words, is Feng Xinglang even worse than a dog?

Alright, only Feng Lixin would dare to 'educate' his unruly and unruly little brother who had been spoiled badly by him.

Feng Xinglang still moved his upper body nonchalantly, as if he did not hear anything.

At the dinner table, Xueluo was no longer as hungry as before because of the bowl of chicken soup and the sweet potato pancake. The way they ate tonight was rather ladylike.

The fragrant East Slope Meat was placed on the table. Xueluo glanced at it, but in the end, he did not have the courage to extend his chopsticks towards the plump Wu Hua Meat.

However, he still really wanted to eat it.

Thus, his gaze stayed on it for a second longer.

Feng Xinglang's manner of eating was still as fierce as ever. From the looks of his good appetite, he felt that tonight's dishes were very delicious, and the appetite of the spectators would also get better.

His domineering mannerism when he was eating East Slope meat made him drool uncontrollably.

Xueluo was truly drooling, but it was not towards Feng Xinglang, but towards the meat on the plate.

It looked very sweet, as if it wanted to eat but was afraid to do so due to his feelings.

The second piece of meat entered the man's mouth, but only managed to remove the fat from it. Then, it was sent into Xueluo's bowl.

This was not the first time Xueluo had eaten Eastern Slope Meat that had lost all its fat. In any case, he did do it eight or ten times.

Therefore, when Xueluo put the piece of Eastern Slope Meat that had lost all its fat into his mouth, his movements were smooth and natural.

At that moment, Xueluo, who wholeheartedly wanted to eat the Eastern Slope Meat, didn't care about Lan Youyou's dumbstruck gaze at all.

Feng Xinglang actually helped Lin Xueluo, this white lotus, eat fat? And Lin Xueluo, this white lotus, was eating it so sweetly?

Such a brutal massacre!

"This brother-in-law sure is emotional to have to help sister-in-law fat a lot!"

Lan Youyou's words were sour to the bones. She said that on purpose for Feng Lixin to know that his precious little brother could be like this in front of his wife. Who knows how much fun he had behind his back!

It was only then that Xueluo realized what had happened. He had actually bitten off the fat on the East Slope Meat that the man sent over for him to eat so happily!

Xueluo was embarrassed and embarrassed, her face completely red.

But suddenly, he recalled Lan Youyou's ghostly words: [All the women who miss Feng Xinglang deserve to die]. There was no shyness left, all that was left was a slight fear, and a slight fear.

Just now in the outer sect, Feng Xinglang had also told himself: He must be careful of Lan Youyou. He never thought that he would actually have such an intimate relationship with Feng Xinglang.

His brother-in-law had given his sister-in-law fat to eat. He was really passionate.

Feng Xinglang was not in a hurry to answer Lan Youyou's sour words. Instead, he chose a thin and long strand of cow-willow silk from among the steel-plated oxen, bit off half of it, and sent it into his own moisturizing soup to wash off the seasoning. Then, he put it into Feng Lixin's mouth.

Every time he fed Feng Lixin, he was exceptionally meticulous.

Once upon a time, he was a carefree, unrestrained, and elegant Second Young Master, but now, he had become what Lan Youyou called a complete 'brother slave'.

After feeding Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang leisurely opened his mouth.

"My family's Big Ha only likes to nibble on bones. Occasionally, I would also help him eat the meat on his bones!"

Alright, those words were too wise! Not only did it solve Xueluo's problem, it was also useful. and Feng Lixin, who were comparing him to Big Ha just now, were also included.

He, Feng Xinglang, helped Da Ha to eat the meat on the bones. He had just helped Xueluo to bit off some fat and even bit off half of a piece of the beef willow for his big brother Feng Lixin … It was as if he had won a round!

"You brat, you're trying to beat around the bush and scolding me!" Feng Lixin reprimanded her gently.

"How dare you!" We are brothers! Scolding you is equivalent to scolding me, Feng Xinglang myself! "

Feng Xinglang dipped a spoon of red wine and placed it into Feng Lixin's mouth. Normally, as long as he was around, he wouldn't let anyone do it for him.

"It's good that you know this!" Feng Lixin gently reprimanded.

"Nanny An, Youyou likes eating pills, use a bowl to scoop some for her."

Of course Feng Lixin was also concerned about her beloved woman. It was just that he could not hold the chopsticks in his hand and could only trouble others to do it for him.

"Alright, alright. I'll go and prepare some fresh fish balls for Miss Lan." Nanny An agreed.

"Isn't there one here? Why must I trouble Nanny An to revive! Brother, you're too biased! "

Feng Xinglang teased as he scooped two fresh fish balls onto a spoon and sent them into Lan Youyou's bowl.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang could even personally make more food for her, at least in Lan Youyou's heart, he was happy. Eating the fish balls that Feng Xinglang sent over, he seemed to be in a better mood.

Xueluo suddenly realised that Feng Xinglang was actually very tired.

He couldn't bear to have his big brother Feng Lixin served by others; he even wanted to comfort the two women, Lan Youyou and her.

The key point was that these two women were inextricably linked to his big brother. It really made things difficult for him, Feng Xinglang!

"Xueluo, what department did you learn?" Feng Lixin asked gently.

"Media studies." Xueluo replied.

"Media studies? To the cultural media or to the advertising media? " Feng Lixin asked again.

"Advertising media."

"Oh... "No wonder the smiling fruit platter you made for me was so vivid."

Feng Lixin still remembered that time, not long after Xueluo got married into the Feng Family.

"If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow. Mud up the fruit so you can eat it. "

Xueluo smiled sweetly. It was pure and bright, warm as sunlight that could be held in one's hands.

Thinking that he would have to divorce Feng Lixin in a few days, Xueluo felt a little sad.

She knew that Feng Lixin was a good man, a gentle, refined, and modest gentleman. She didn't want to hurt him, but she had to divorce him. She did not want to bear the title of Feng Lixin's wife and give birth to Feng Xinglang's child!

Xueluo subconsciously stroked his stomach, where she was pregnant with Feng Xinglang's child.

There were not many opportunities for him to sit and eat at the same table as Feng Xinglang, so Xueluo cherished them greatly.

Instinctively, almost uncontrollably, Xueluo looked towards Feng Xinglang who was sitting opposite of him …