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　　Chapter 197: Waiting until her heart ached!

　　Lan Youyou's body was very soft, so soft that even his bones melted.

　　She was agile like a graceful elf, twisting and moving on Feng Xinglang's body, and using a zero-distance posture to subdue and move around.

　　The woman was not wearing any of the clothing, and the spring scenery around her collar could be seen clearly. The soft, snow-white curves were pressed against Feng Xinglang's fine and vigorous Hunchback, a soft yet firm combination.

　　The little hand of the lady was as nimble as a brush as it drew the resolute lines on Feng Xinglang's face, raising even more feelings towards him.

　　"Be good and stop messing around... "My brother is still waiting for you."

　　Feng Xinglang immediately grabbed the woman's small hand that was on his cheek; thus, he ignored Fang Zheng's other hand.

　　"What, you're going soft so quickly?"

　　captured Feng Xinglang's Little w.a.n.g, "You should know that a week ago, you, Feng Xinglang, went overboard with your game, and did not have too much fun!"

　　It showed that the woman was holding a grudge! Lan Youyou knew that Feng Lixin wouldn't be able to hold on for long. A week, apparently, was the limit of what he could not bear. One had to know that back then when she had seduced him in the Night Villa, Feng Lixin had practically soaked himself in the Night Villa every single day to fawn on her. It could be said that he had completely forgotten about food and sleep, and was no longer working properly.

　　Lan Youyou didn't know what kind of lie Feng Xinglang told his brother, or what kind of scheme he played, to make Feng Lixin be able to endure and not see her for a week.

　　If Lan Youyou did not receive her calls to Feng Family for a whole week, and she did not suspect him, how foolish would he be?

　　I, Feng Xinglang, have actually found a voice subst.i.tute for her? He, Feng Xinglang, was truly treacherous!

　　If it was any other time, Feng Xinglang could push her away from his embrace with a violent push; or she could scram as far away as she wanted herself. But now, his big brother Feng Lixin really needed this woman!

　　Feng Xinglang did not want Feng Lixin to live his entire life like a walking corpse!

　　If a living person did not have a spiritual support, what was the value of living and what was the meaning of living if they only wanted to stay alive for the sake of breathing air?

　　As long as Feng Lixin needs it, he will do his best to satisfy it! He was the only close relative in this world who could give up his own life for Feng Xinglang!