One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Under the night sky, Feng Xinglang's eyes were abnormally cold.

　　"I am a person who has already died once …" Are you still afraid? "

　　With her face so close to Yan Bang's, she could not tolerate anything else.

　　Suddenly, Yan Bang's eyes revealed a strange light, and his mouth arched upwards.

　　"If I can fulfill my long-cherished wish … So what if I die again?! "

　　Just as he said that, Yan Bang suddenly smacked his lips close to Feng Xinglang's ….

　　Two minutes later, Yan Bang, who was being too presumptuous, was dragged out of the sports car and pressed on the lawn. Ignoring his injured leg, Feng Xinglang used both hands to grab onto Yan Bang's neck, suppressing his breathing.

　　The two of them were fighting like trapped beasts!

　　Feng Xinglang would really pinch his strength to death if he used it; Yan Bang also resigned himself to fate and allowed Feng Xinglang to violently hit him while he died.

　　In the end, Feng Xinglang released his hand!

　　Without saying anything, he crawled up from the lawn and fumbled for his phone from Yan Bang's Lamborghini.

　　The phone call was to Baotou. It was actually an instant answer. In other words, Baotou had not fallen asleep, but was waiting for his fate.

　　"Come to Feng Family! Bring President Yan to Night Villa to rest! "

　　"Alright, I'll be there shortly!"

　　Throwing away Yan Bang's phone, Feng Xinglang who was laying on the lawn motionlessly also left him. Feng Xinglang entered his Lexus and drove into the courtyard of Feng Family's villa.

　　Yan Bang just lied there on the lawn, slightly squinting his eyes as he looked at the blurry stars in the sky;

　　This beating was not for nothing!

　　If he could choose, he would be willing to be beaten up like this by Feng Xinglang everyday!

　　When Feng Xinglang finished showering and walked to the large bed in the master bedroom, he saw Xueluo and her son sleeping soundly.

　　The little thing was like a sticky little koala, tightly sticking to Mommy's bosom. But between him and Mommy was an air-conditioned bed.

　　Xueluo heard his husband's words. She was no longer going to let his son, who was about to go to primary school, hug him and sleep. After all, he was a boy, and he was old, so he had to keep a certain distance from Mommy.

　　Thus, Xueluo wrapped his son inside an air-conditioned blanket and hugged him in his arms.

　　This way, not only would it satisfy her son's desire to keep her awake with him, but it would also avoid some sensitivity.

　　Feng Xinglang's brows slightly furrowed as his own woman was hugged and slept by another man.

　　Although this little man was a continuation of his own life.

　　Feng Xinglang went over and laid beside his wife and children. He originally wanted to pull the little thing away from his wife, but seeing that the little thing was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but put his heart into it.

　　The large kingsize bed was not crowded. Adding on the fact that his wife and children were in his arms, Feng Xinglang's faint snorts could be heard a few minutes later.

　　… ….

　　In the morning, Feng Xinglang was awoken by the woman in his embrace.

　　Xueluo had awakened the man intentionally.

　　Even though she could feel that her husband was very tired, he was sleeping soundly at the moment.

　　Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and affectionately kissed the woman in his arms who was squeezing around; somewhere on his chest, was the place where the woman should strike.

　　"Darling, do you miss your husband?" The man asked in a coquettish voice.

　　"Yes …" I really do want to! "

　　Xueluo pinched Feng Xinglang's body again, "Isn't Nina's son cute? Doesn't it look like my family's Nuonuo? "

　　"How could he be like my Nuonuo?"

　　The man tightened his arms around the woman in his arms. "It's not like I'm the one!"