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　　If I die, take care of my brother

　　"You miss me? "So engrossed."

　　As usual, Feng Xinglang sat down next to Xueluo in the row of seats. The extent of the sinking was a reflection of the man's muscular and upright posture.

　　"Second Young Master Feng, why have you come? Why didn't you make a phone call first? "

　　When Yuan Duoduo saw Feng Xinglang, his originally sad and small face suddenly regained the dreamlike longing of a young girl.

　　Xueluo had truly underestimated Feng Xinglang's attraction to him. Yuan Duoduo, who had just angrily criticized him, had now changed his appearance and even used 'you'!

　　He really lost to her!

　　Xueluo stood up; but was held back by Feng Xinglang's strong arm.

　　"Where to? Sit down! I don't mind showing off my violence in public! "

　　Feng Xinglang said in a low voice. He thought Xueluo wanted to escape from him again.

　　This man was always like this. With just a few words, he could make people glare at him. He couldn't stand it, but he had to endure it as well. It was as if he never cared about the feelings of others!

　　"I'll get you some warm tripe soup."

　　Xueluo said gently. She remembered that a man had a bad stomach and that he didn't know how to take good care of himself.

　　Looking at his travel worn look, Xueluo knew that this man must not have eaten.

　　In fact, it would not be an easy task to get rid of Lan Youyou, that woman who was so close to him, and rush over to Xueluo's place.

　　The hand that was tightly grabbing onto Xueluo's wrist loosened slowly, and the look in his eyes became ethereal: "Then I'll have to trouble Madame Feng."

　　Xueluo turned around and went to the window to buy some tripe soup. Usually, she and Yuan Duoduo would only buy food from the big window. Because small windows were usually eaten by tyc.o.o.ns and rich second generations, the prices were incomparably expensive.

　　"Feng Xinglang, why didn't you go to s.h.i.+ Zhu County to find Xueluo? She's been missing for so many days, and you're still ignoring her? Please don't tell me you didn't manage to find Xueluo's whereabouts. The beautiful fairy tale love between the Prince and Cinderella in my heart has been ruined by you! "

　　Yuan Duoduo was still a little dissatisfied with Feng Xinglang's nonchalance towards his "disappearance" these days.

　　"Fairy tale love? Prince and Cinderella? "How old are you?"

　　Feng Xinglang asked Yuan Duoduo instead of answering, while casually staring at his figure.

　　"Almost every woman has a fairy-tale love hidden in her heart. It has nothing to do with age! "