Feng Xinglang instinctively extended his hand over, and on the little yellow man's smiling face, he picked up a piece of mango, placed it into his mouth and slowly chewed it. Mango with a little honey was more refres.h.i.+ng.

　　When Feng Xinglang extended his hand over again, Xueluo actually hid the fruit plate next to her, "You can only eat one piece, the rest are for your big brother."

　　Feng Xinglang's heart warmed, and then he said gloomily: "My brother can only eat liquid food."

　　"Oh, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I... I'm going to go and get some puree. "

　　"No need! Give it to me. Maybe it's just as you said, my brother will be in a good mood."

　　Feng Xinglang took the fruit plate from Xueluo's hands. When his bony fingers touched the back of her hand, Xueluo's face inexplicably reddened for a moment.

　　But during tonight's feeding, Feng Xinglang was still unwilling to allow Xueluo in. Although Xueluo felt that as his wife, she had the duty to take care of him, seeing how deep of a love Feng Xinglang had for his big brother, she didn't force him. While Feng Xinglang was at home, he would take care of Feng Lixin. When he was not at home, she would take care of Feng Lixin.

　　After all, the affection between these two brothers was not something that an unfamiliar wife like her, who had just married into the family, could compare to. Furthermore, there was a Miss Lan between him and Feng Lixin. Hearing Nanny An's tone, Feng Lixin should be in love with this woman!