Chapter 172 A Demonized Beauty Fox
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As a result, Lan Youyou knelt down on both knees, prostrating beside Feng Lixin's hospital bed, her eyes filled with tears of repentance.
"Gorilla, you don't have to hide from me. In my heart, you will always be the man who loves me the most! It's a pity that I was young and frivolous, and I didn't cherish your sincere love for me! I failed you! Fortunately, God gave me another chance... Lixin, get well soon, I really need you..."
Lan Youyou prostrated herself on Feng Lixin's left shoulder, crying bitterly. That appearance is really pitiful.
"YoYo, don't cry... I never blamed you. Never!" Feng Lixin's heart was once again conquered by this woman's tears. He even forgot that his broken body was bestowed by this woman.
Everyone present was moved by Lan Youyou's pear blossom's rainy tears; only Feng Xinglang knew how vicious this woman was like a snake in her heart. It changes in an instant, and she can be a harmless innocent girl for a while, and then she can transform into a witch who kills without blinking an eye!
"Okay, my brother just woke up and his body is weak. Butler Mo, take Miss Lan back to rest."
Feng Xinglang stopped Lan Youyou's hypocrisy in good time. The more she pretended to be pitiful and innocent like this, the deeper Feng Lixin would fall.
He has already experienced the viciousness of women, but looking at the situation, the elder brother Feng Lixin doesn't seem to have learned a bloody lesson from it. Instead, he seemed to be bewitched by this woman again.
This emotional intelligence is really too worrying!
"Gorilla, I will come to see you another day. You have to take good care of yourself. Not for yourself, but also for me! Except you, there is no other man in this world who can treat me so well! So Lixin, you need to get better quickly! For me! Okay? Please!"
It has to be said that Lan Youyou really has the acting talent of a movie queen. She will interpret every cry and every laugh vividly.
As soon as she got out of the intensive care unit, the woman put on a cold face of disgust, and disgustedly pulled the clothes that Feng Lixin had touched, wishing she could take them off immediately. Not to mention that she had no feelings for Feng Lixin in the first place, plus Feng Lixin's hideous appearance now, it really made Lan Youyou feel sick.
If it wasn't because Feng Xinglang promised her to be a 'diamond-level VIP', Lan Youyou would have vomited in front of Feng Lixin.
After entering the ward next door, Lan Youyou couldn't wait to take a change of clothes and go into the bathroom. She's a clean freak. In her opinion, apart from Feng Xinglang, any other man who touches her is a kind of insult to her.
Of course, Ye Shinian also saw Lan Youyou's superb acting skills: He obviously hated Feng Lixin, but he was able to show off an appearance that made me feel sorry for him. It seems that for Feng Xinglang's sake, she can bear any kind of 'grievance'!
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Although Lan Youyou had already walked out of the intensive care unit, Feng Lixin's eyes kept following her figure.
It's like an addiction!
"Okay, don't look at it. People have already left."
Feng Xinglang lowered his eyelids slightly, his eyes were cold. He also really wanted to quit Feng Lixin's addiction to Lan Youyou, but he knew that now was not the time. If you quit now, it will undoubtedly be a matter of life and death.
"Xinglang...bring...give me the mirror...I want to see myself..."
Thinking of something, Feng Lixin desperately wanted to use his hand to caress his cheek. But the extensibility of the muscles and skin on his hands had degenerated, and some skin tissues were stuck together, unable to straighten and flatten at all.
Feng Xinglang took a step forward, and clenched Feng Lixin's struggling hand, "Get well soon is the only way out for you, Feng Lixin! In this world, you are the only one who can protect her, Lan Youyou. Only when you get better can she get better!"
"Xinglang...don't make things difficult for Youyou, she is innocent." Feng Lixin began to plead for Lan Youyou.
"Then cooperate well with Dr. Jin for treatment!"
Feng Xinglang turned over Feng Lixin's left hand, the cuts on his wrist were especially glaring under the white gauze. "I really should cut hundreds of the same wounds on Lan Youyou's body to relieve my hatred!"
"No...don't! Xinglang...all this has nothing to do with Yoyo."
Feng Lixin said eagerly. Before he finished speaking, his body was still weak, and he coughed violently. Doctor Jin had to put Feng Lixin on the ventilator again. His instinctive rejection was tamed by Feng Xinglang's words.
"I said: only when you are well can she be well! I will not care about her sister-in-law for the sake of you as a big brother!"
The sound of 'sister-in-law' really sucked Feng Lixin into a beautiful fantasy world. Brother Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law, isn't that his Feng Lixin's wife? At this moment, Feng Lixin's heart throbbed.
Falling asleep with a certain hope, the pain in this body also became minimal.
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When Feng Xinglang entered the ward, he didn't see Lan Youyou. With Ye Shinian here, of course he wouldn't worry that Lan Youyou would run away.
Ye Shinian pointed to the bathroom with his finger, and there was the sound of dripping water coming from inside.
Didn't this woman just take a shower before dinner? Why did she take another shower after two hours?
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. It seemed that he knew the reason.
"Brother Lang, you guys talk, I'll wait outside." Ye Shinian retreated to the door of the ward wisely. And close the door of the room to them.
Hearing the movement outside the door, a dazzled white and Miaoman figure rushed out of the bathroom; before running out, the woman had an oversized bath towel on her body; but after running out, only Feng Xing was in the ward. Lang, without other idlers waiting, the bath towel on the woman's body fell off automatically.
"Alang..." called out in a tender voice so tender that he could pinch water. Different from the hypocrisy with Feng Lixin, this cry is both emotional and emotional. It sounds like it can make a man's blood run faster.
That youthful and beautiful figure just stayed in Feng Xinglang's arms so frankly.
Lan Youyou clings to Feng Xinglang's body like an octopus; to put it blissfully speaking, like a koala who has lost her sense of security, she urgently needs to find a safe haven. And Feng Xinglang's embrace was undoubtedly what Lan Youyou was looking forward to the most.
"It's cold outside, put on your clothes first." Feng Xinglang said calmly.
A gentleman does not squint. He can turn a blind eye to even the proudness of a woman.
It's impossible for him not to feel it just clinging to his strong chest! Maybe he just didn't want to feel it.
But Lan Youyou didn't believe that Feng Xinglang could have such a good concentration! Unless...unless Feng Xinglang is not a normal man!