Chapter 1273 Dispel the Smell of Wine

Feng Xinglang pushed away the face that was rubbing and sniffing at his face.

A ferocious face covered with scars emitted a strange light in the quiet, dim night.

Feng Xinglang stared at that face; that face was also staring at him deeply.

"Why the hell are you like a fly? Are you always staring at me? Do you only have shit in your head?"

In Yan Bang, only such vulgar curses can reflect Feng Xinglang's inner anger, helplessness and entanglement.

"You are the only one on my mind!"

Yan Bang was not angry either. He could not have wished for Feng Xinglang to accompany him in this cool night, even if he was scolded.

"Yan Bang, you can really go and die! Really! Your mission has been completed...you can go and die with peace of mind!"

Feng Xinglang was a little drunk, but overall he could control the content of his words.

"I can't bear it!"

Yan Bang held Feng Xinglang's hand tightly, "I live to see you more every day!"

"I'm going to make you a fucking bitch...a bitch!"

Feng Xinglang stood up and punched and kicked Yan Bang indiscriminately. However, he used too much force and rolled into the fountain nearby.

At first, the mobile phone that fell into the fountain could still light up and ring; after a while, the screen of the mobile phone went black.

Yan Bang fished Feng Xinglang out; at this moment, Feng Xinglang was mostly sober after being agitated by the water.

"Send me back!"

I know that in this state, I am no longer suitable to drive by myself.

"You're so wet...go upstairs and change, then I'll take you back!"

"Then I'll go back by myself!"

Feng Xinglang pushed Yan Bang away and stumbled towards the parking lot.

"Okay! It's up to you! I will send you back now!"

Yan Bang held Feng Xinglang's unsteady gait and walked towards the parking lot.

Nina, who failed to get through Feng Xinglang's phone number, could only call Lin Xueluo.

"Lin Xueluo, where is Mr. Feng? Is he with you?"

Nina asked eagerly. Vaguely, she seemed to have an ominous premonition: Feng Xinglang should be with Yan Bang at this moment.

That's really bad!

"Nina? Mr. Feng...he is still in the hotel! He should be with Brother Yan now!"

Xueluo asked, "Do you have anything to do with him?"

Sure enough, Feng Xinglang was really with Yan Bang!

Could it be that... Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang premeditated to take away their son Yan Wuyang? If that were the case, Nina would never be able to live without her!

"It's okay... I just asked if the dinner is over."

Nina doesn't want to involve Xueluo. Presumably Feng Xinglang would not let her entangle his woman.

"By the way, Xueluo, why can't Mr. Feng's phone call go through?"

"Can't you get through? Let me try..."

After hanging up Nina's phone, Xueluo tried to call her husband Feng Xinglang, but the phone was always turned off.

Is something going to happen?

Xueluo immediately called Yan Bang.

"Brother Yan, where is Xinglang? His phone has been unreachable. Is he with you?"

"I'm carrying him!"

"Oh, I feel relieved when I'm with you!"

Xueluo's hanging heart was finally relieved. But Xueluo's words of trust made Yan Bang feel pressured.

"I just couldn't stand the steps properly and fell into the fountain."

"Ah? Xinglang fell into the pool? Is he injured?"

"No! I've already fished him out! He even vomited all over me...it's still smelly! I'll send him back to you in a moment! Wait."

"Brother Yan, be careful on the road!"

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Outside the courtyard of the Feng family villa, Yan Bang stopped the windy titanium Lamborghini.

He obediently sent Feng Xinglang back to the Feng family and did not force him to stay!

"Lang..."

Feng Xinglang was about to get out of the car, but Yan Bang grabbed his arm. Then, the whole person rushed over uncontrollably.

A burst of pain spread on the tip of Feng Xinglang's tongue...

"Pah!" Feng Xinglang's arm was numb and painful from the slap.

...it's worth it!

Butler Mo came out and supported Feng Xinglang as he got out of the Lamborghini.

"Second Young Master, why are you so wet?"

"Fell into the fountain... took a cold bath!"

Feng Xinglang's gait was weak, and he fell down just short of a bed he could sleep on.

Yan Bang did not enter the house. After watching Feng Xinglang enter, he drove away.

There was still pain on his cheek after being slapped, but the aftertaste between his lips made Yan Bang's heart fly.

A song of Elvis Presley's "Way-Down" spilled out from the speeding Lamborghini.

It proves how excited the master is at this moment!

Feng Xinglang was soaking in the warm water, squinting his eyes comfortably and letting the woman's little hands draw abstract pictures on his body.

Seeing that the man did not suffer any external injuries, Xueluo complained: "Why did you drink so much? It hurts your body so much!"

The man stretched out an arm from the warm water and caressed Xueluo's front body. The silk pajamas outlined the woman's beautiful shape.

"My wife still loves me the most!"

The man murmured, his voice hoarse, as if it could tickle the woman's bones.

"What use can I do if I love you? Why don't you just drink whenever you want? You can't even stop me! You have to take care of yourself too!"

While Xueluo complained, she wiped and washed her husband's body tenderly.

"Xueluo, you love and cherish me...I am so happy!"

Feng Xinglang raised Xueluo's hand and pecked the back of her hand, "In the words of my Nuonuo: So beautiful!"

"Glib tongue!"

Xueluo really couldn't be angry with the man when he spoke so sweetly.

Thinking of something, Xueluo said quickly: "By the way, Xinglang, before you came back, Nina called me and said she was looking for you, but your phone couldn't be reached. From the way she sounded, she was quite anxious."

Feng Xinglang was soaking in the warm water and resting with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Xinglang...did you hear that?" Xueluo shook his arm lightly.

"Huh? My husband is tired. If you have anything to do... let's deal with it tomorrow! Nina is capable of solving ordinary matters by herself!"

Of course Xueluo felt sorry for her man. No more urging.

"Xinglang, get up and go to bed."

"Let me squint a little longer... to dispel the smell of wine! Otherwise, my young master will be disgusted again!"

Xueluo smiled gently and leaned lightly on Feng Xinglang's shoulder above the water, "Xinglang, Brother Yan has a son. I'm really happy for him."

"Don't be too happy for him too soon! For a person like Yan Bang who lives by bloodthirsty, even his own life is at risk! In his mind: multiple children are undoubtedly multiple burdens!"