Chapter 1073 Or I’ll Kiss You!

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.

He was the only one in the huge luxury suite.

He no longer remembers who helped him into the room and washed the filth from his body after vomiting.

Perhaps the only thing that was conscious was that his whole body seemed to have been licked by a dog.

There are washed and dried clothes on the bedside. There is also a box of imported stomach medicine on top.

Feng Xinglang was familiar with this box of imported stomach medicine. It is a kind of stomach medicine that the Feng family always keeps. He hadn't eaten it in months.

There is also one in the night village, is it just a coincidence?

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang, who had cleaned himself up, walked out of the luxury suite on the top floor of Night Village.

Bassong was still waiting in the car in the parking lot. He never returned last night and stayed here.

But around two or three in the morning, he saw Yan Bang coming downstairs and driving away.

"Mr. Feng."

Basong immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for Feng Xinglang.

Knowing that there was going to be a drinking party last night, Feng Xinglang brought Basong with him.

"Mr. Feng, are you going back to Feng's house? Or are you going directly to GK?"

At this time, my wife must have sent young master Nono to kindergarten; and she herself is going to college.

"Go back to Feng's house."

Feng Xinglang was half-huddling in the leisure leather chair in the back row, closing his eyes and resting.

His stomach has gotten much better under the care of the woman; the drinking session last night didn't hurt his stomach, but it wasn't too uncomfortable either.

How brave do you have to be to think of teaming up with Mo Laosan to have a drink with Yan Bang?

It was almost nine o'clock when we rushed back to Feng's house.

Everything is normal in the Feng family: those who should go to school go to school, those who should go to work go to work, and those who should buy groceries go shopping.

Butler Mo was pruning in the courtyard.

After seeing the second young master Feng Xinglang return, he immediately put down his work and stepped forward to greet him.

"Nonuo went to school?"

Glancing in the direction of the garage, Feng Xinglang rubbed his aching temples.

"He's gone a long time ago. Before I went out, I was talking about waiting for my 'bastard father' to come back to see him off in person."

Butler Mo reported to Feng Xinglang truthfully.

Then he asked, "Second Young Master, have you had breakfast? There are also pastries made by Aunt An in the kitchen."

"If you don't want to eat, go to the company."

Feng Xinglang turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Butler Mo.

"Second Young Master, Lao Mo has a few words that he wants to tell you. It won't take up much of your time."

Feng Xinglang paused for a moment, turned around and glanced at Butler Mo. Realizing that Butler Mo's expression was serious, he nodded slightly.

In the study, Butler Mo quickly brought milk and cakes to the second young master Feng Xinglangre.

"Second Young Master, although socializing is unavoidable, your body is your own, and it also belongs to the Young Master and Mrs. Xueluo. You have to take good care of it!"

Butler Mo's opening remarks made Feng Xinglang frown slightly, took a sip of milk, and asked casually: "Mrs. complained about me?"

"Mrs. Xueluo is kind-hearted. She cares about your health!"

Butler Mo raised his voice slightly, "My wife received a call last night saying that you had a stomachache after drinking too much, so she hurriedly took the stomach medicine and sent it to Yezhuang for you. Fortunately, I stopped her!"

"Did you send the stomach medicine?"

Feng Xinglang put down the milk glass in his hand and asked in a tight voice.

"Fortunately, I sent it to you. If my wife had sent it there, how could she withstand Mr. Yan's fierceness and yelling!"

Some things have reached a point where they have to be said. It can be considered as a precaution.

For the sake of the harmony of the second young master’s family, and for the sake of the second young master’s future and reputation. Of course Butler Mo wishes the Feng family well.

Butler Mo's words made Feng Xinglang frown deeply. It seemed that he had a premonition of what happened last night.

"Who called my wife and said I had a stomachache?" he asked.

"I have already told Basong. He is also thinking about your body."

Butler Mo knew very well: with the wisdom of the second young master Feng Xinglang, he would naturally guess that it was Basong. So I just went along and said something fair for Basong. In fact, in Butler Mo's opinion, this call was the right one! It's just that the method is not very good.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, "You went to deliver stomach medicine, Yan Bang hurt you?"

"Well... Mr. Yan probably drank too much. He seemed very angry when he heard that I wanted to take you back to Feng's house."

Feng Xinglang frowned again, "He is just a lunatic. He will act like a drunkard if he drinks too much. Don't be like him!"

"How dare I!"

Butler Mo smiled and said every word carefully, "It's just that my wife is worried about your health. I'm worried about your stomach."

"What did the madam say?"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of milk and asked quietly.

"My wife didn't say anything. She just heard that your stomach hurt again, and she was so anxious that she wanted to rush to Yezhuang to give you stomach medicine. She complained that you didn't take care of your body."

Butler Mo said softly.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment, "Yan Bang didn't hurt you, did he?"

"No. Mr. Yan drank too much, but his voice was a little higher."

Butler Mo responded with a smile.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer.

He stood up and patted Butler Mo on the shoulder, "I'm going to pick up Nono from school this afternoon. I'll pick up my wife too."

"well."

Housekeeper Mo kept saying hello.

He knew that the second young master was a smart man, and he would know what he said without having to point it out.

On the way to GK, Feng Xinglang remained silent.

Basong couldn't read Feng Xinglang's obvious emotions of joy and anger, but felt that Feng Xinglang seemed to be full of gloom.

In fact, Basong was nervous when Lao Mo called Feng Xinglang into the Feng family's study. He realized that Lao Mo would complain.

But along the way, Feng Xinglang didn't even see him reprimanding him! Didn't Lao Mo 'complain' to him?

So what if I file a complaint? The wife indeed warned him: Don't let the second young master drink.

Of course you will get a stomachache if you drink too much alcohol. Basong just found a better excuse.

"Ba Song, when Lao Mo went to deliver stomach medicine to me last night, didn't Yan Bang act too harshly?"

Feng Xinglang did not mention who called his wife Lin Xueluo.

"For Old Man Mo, that push was quite heavy! It almost killed Old Man Mo! I was the one who helped him downstairs!"

There is some deliberate exaggeration in Basong.

"What did Lao Mo say? To make Yan Bang so angry."

Feng Xinglang continued to ask calmly.

"He said he wanted to go in and give you medicine. He also said his wife was worried about you and wanted to take you back to Feng's house to rest... but Yan Bang wouldn't let you!"

Basong retaliated and added, "Say that you belong to him tonight! Let Lao Mo cool off!"

Yan Bang did say these words; but Yan Bang meant it to Basong.

Feng Xinglang's handsome face was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of frost.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang said a cold word from between his teeth: "If you dare to talk to your wife again, don't even want your tongue!"

"Also, if I, Feng Xinglang, want your life, no one in this world can save you! You'd better believe this!"

Feng Xinglang's gloomy words sent chills down Basong's spine.

Neither Yan Bang nor Cong Gang would offend and disobey Feng Xinglang for Basong's small role!

****

afternoon.

There was an employment mobilization meeting in the indoor stadium of Shenzhou University.

With the employment situation not very optimistic, the entire stadium was almost full. There are juniors and seniors who are about to graduate, and there are also freshmen and sophomores who come to join in the fun and enjoy the atmosphere.

Just after lunch in the school cafeteria, Xueluo came to the sports stadium with her classmates to take a seat.

The middle position was almost occupied, and Xueluo and the others could only squeeze into the corners.

"With the severe employment situation in recent years, everyone is paying special attention to the employment situation of college students this year. According to the latest information released by the Ministry of Education, the number of college graduates this year has reached 7.65 million, exceeding last year's 7.49 million. The number of college graduates has reached a record high. It can be called the most difficult employment season in history..."

“Candidates still have some similar mixed feelings: eagerness, burnout, anticipation mixed with anxiety.”

"As the employment situation for college students becomes increasingly severe, more and more college students have chosen the path of entrepreneurship."

Xueluo had been listening intently and didn't notice that someone had already squeezed towards her.

It wasn't until the strong arm wrapped around her waist that she turned her head in panic to look at the owner of this mean hand.

"Feng Xinglang? Why are you here?"

Xueluo lowered his voice and exclaimed. Finding her in such a crowded stadium was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Surprise?"

The man smiled charmingly.

Xueluo gave the man a resentful look and continued to listen to her lecture in silence.

"You're not good again...you didn't call your husband for a whole day?"

The man came closer and sucked Xueluo's ear beads;

Xueluo trembled instantly.

"Why are you so sensitive? Wife, you are so cute!"

"Feng Xinglang, would you like to show some face in front of the public?"

Xueluo secretly looked around and scolded in a low voice.

"As long as it makes my wife happy, it doesn't matter if I do it or not."

Feng Xinglang hugged her hard, and the woman was pulled into his arms, "Say you love your husband! Otherwise, I'll kiss you!"

"..."

Xueluo stared angrily, "Feng Xinglang, are you shameless?"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and gave Xueluo a quick peck on the cheek, "Say you love me quickly! Unless you want me to kiss you hard!"

Xueluo was really speechless and choked: Why is this man's face thicker than the city wall?

"Feng Xinglang, please, you are shameless, but I still want shame!"

Xueluo wanted to get up and run away, but the man's arms were so strong that she couldn't escape at all.

"Then be obedient, affectionate, and say you love me!"

The man's eyes were filled with the light of passion; they were like a deep and mysterious ocean with ripples.

"I...I love you."

Xueluo couldn't afford the shame, so she had no choice but to obey the man.

"Baby, I love you too!"

As the man finished speaking, the back of Xueluo's head was pressed down by his big palm, and she moved towards him; the man's lips kissed her fiercely. Inch by inch, he plundered the sweet taste of Xueluo into his mouth...

Xueluo's red lips were entangled hard by the man. She couldn't get rid of his grip. She was anxious and annoyed, and there was a little sparkle in her eyes.

A passionate kiss ended, and Xueluo's lips were sucked by the man until they were as beautiful as flowers with dew in the morning.

"My masterpiece... is so beautiful."