Chapter 472 Nono, Mommy Really Can’t Lose You!

When Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's house, the little cutie was held in Feng Lixin's arms and fed. She kept shaking her little head and refused to eat, just sobbing inertly.

Feng Xinglang's heart suddenly ached terribly. In the end, he was defeated by the little cutie's pitiful look with tearful eyes.

"round and round……"

Feng Xinglang called out to the little cutie. The moment the little cutie looked back at him, all the 'scheming' in Feng Xinglang's heart completely collapsed. It seems that as long as the little thing doesn't cry, he is willing to do anything he is asked to do.

"Papa!"

The little thing was so wronged that tears were streaming down her face; she quickly climbed down from Feng Lixin's body and ran towards Feng Xinglang with her bare feet.

Feng Xinglang held the little thing tightly in his arms and kept kissing her hairline and cheeks.

"I'm sorry Tuantuan... little Papa was too busy, so I came back late. I'm really sorry!"

The little guy's tears completely defeated Feng Xinglang. He didn't want to let the little thing who was just over three years old be wronged to the point of crying because of the intrigue between adults.

"Tuantuan thought Papa didn't want Tuantuan and Mommy anymore!"

The little thing wiped his nose and tears on Feng Xinglang's shoulder; Feng Xinglang didn't dislike it at all. I only worry that the fabric of my suit is too stiff and will hurt my cute little nose.

"How could it be possible...papa loves Tuantuan the most."

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's tearful face again, "Can you stop crying? Papa will feel bad! It hurts so much!"

The little thing stopped crying, sniffing and humming.

"Papa, go and see my mommy... Mommy hasn't eaten for a whole day... I'm so worried about mommy!"

The little guy's cries slowly softened Feng Xinglang's heart.

All the principles, in the little cutie's tears, became principleless!

Therefore, Feng Xinglang obeyed Xiao Tuantuan's wishes and carried her into the room to see Lan Youyou who continued to seek death.

The door is unlocked. Can't lock it either. It was probably pried open by Butler Mo.

The woman in the temple was silent, without any breath of life.

The originally enchanting and charming curly hair was now wrapped strangely around Lan Youyou's neck and face, making her face unclear.

Feng Tuantuan climbed up from Feng Xinglang's arms to Tu, squatted next to his mother Lan Youyou, and used his small hands to smooth the hair wrapped around his mother Lan Youyou's cheeks.

"Mommy, wake up quickly, Papa is back... Mommy, wake up quickly."

No matter how much trouble the little guy made, Lan Youyou seemed to have given up and remained motionless.

"Papa, mommy doesn't speak... is mommy going to die?"

The little cutie couldn't stop crying again, "Tuantuan doesn't want Mommy to die...if Mommy dies, Tuantuan will die with Mommy too!"

The little guy's sudden cry made Feng Xinglang swallow back Lan Youyou, who had originally wanted to scold Tu Shang, who he thought was seeking death.

"Tuan Tuan, don't talk nonsense! Your mommy won't die!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and used his curled index finger to feel Lan Youyou's breath.

Still alive!

"Lan Youyou, are you seeking death? Did you scare Tuantuan? Do you understand?"

Feng Xinglang scolded.

"Papa, don't be mean to my mommy... Mommy is sick."

The little cutie burst into tears, frightened and helpless, and rubbed her mother Lan Youyou's face with her little hands.

Feng Xinglang took off his suit, took a deep breath, spread his palms to test Lan Youyou's forehead: his forehead felt a little hot, he must be really sick.

"Lan Youyou...Lan Youyou..."

Feng Xinglang called out twice, and after getting no response from Lan Youyou, he wanted to lift her upper body out of the quilt and hug her.

"Don't touch me... don't touch me! Get away from me... get out! Get away!"

Lan Youyou murmured incomprehensibly, and beat Feng Xinglang vigorously, as if he was going crazy.

"It's me, Feng Xinglang! Stop fucking going crazy!" Feng Xinglang roared.

Lan Youyou calmed down, opened her tired and dazed eyes, and tried hard to look at the man who was holding her in his arms.

"Lang...Alang...don't let them touch me...please, don't let them touch me..."

Lan Youyou choked with sobs and sobbed. She could not make any sound, almost only her mouth was left.

"You are in the Feng family now, no one will touch you!"

Feng Xinglang frowned: With Lan Youyou's tortured appearance, it should be more than just being stripped of her clothes!

Why on earth did that bitch Yan Bang let people fall in love with this goblin? Didn't he ask him to leave some cloth to hide his shame?

Could it be...

Lan Youyou nestled tightly in Feng Xinglang's arms, trembling with fear. But the body was extremely hot.

"Tuan Tuan, go call Grandpa Mo and ask him to find a doctor for Mommy."

"Oh. Tuantuan will go and ask Grandpa Mo to find a doctor for Mommy."

The little guy immediately climbed down from the bed and rushed out of the room.

At the door of the room, Feng Lixin stood quietly aside. Silently looking at Lan Youyou who was hugged tightly by Feng Xinglang.

After so many years, what Lan Youyou has chosen is not Feng Lixin's meticulous, even humble care; it is Feng Xinglang's repeated coldness and indifference.

What she chooses, what she needs, what she loves deeply is Feng Xinglang! It will only be Feng Xinglang!

Sometimes, Feng Lixin even wanted Feng Xinglang to marry Lan Youyou, so as to fulfill this woman's dream for many years!

It's enough that he has everyone to depend on!

In Feng Lixin's life, he no longer had any other extravagant wishes!

The doctor arrived and checked Lan Youyou's physical condition; after the transfusion, Lan Youyou fell into a deep sleep.

"Xinglang, thank you." Feng Lixin thanked him in a hoarse voice.

"Next time, I will watch her die!"

Feng Xinglang said calmly.

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Although the child Lin Nuo was very dissatisfied with the new pot haircut given by his mother, he still obeyed his mother's wishes and kept this new hairstyle which was so ugly that he wanted to cry.

"Nono, promise mommy, don't mention mommy to anyone! Don't tell anyone mommy's name!"

Xueluo dressed her son in a gentleman's tuxedo sent by someone from Hetun.

The little guy nodded, but said with a little doubt: "But my adoptive father will tell others!"

"That's your adoptive father's business! We can't control him!"

Xueluo let out an uneasy breath, "Nono, if your adoptive father wants you to do something bloody... remember what mommy said: We must be a loving and good child!"

The little guy nodded again.

"Nono, mommy really can't lose you!"

Xueluo wanted to tell her son Lin Nuo something else, but it was stuck in her throat.