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Chapter 387: Are you sure you're not a happy man?
Feng Xinglang stood in front of the medicine room's door for a moment, but in the end, he did not enter.
He turned and left.
The main bedroom on the second floor was his and Lin Xueluo's wedding room.
In the bridal chamber, the atmosphere of celebration continued as before. The bright red happiness was once again replaced by the Nanny An.
He could not remember whether the little thing in that woman's stomach was created on this piece of paper. He could only remember that every time he was happy with her, she would push and shove him, playing that dangerous game of rejection.
I really don't know if that silly woman is really stupid or fake. Doesn't she know that when men are in that state, they will only conquer the strong?
Feng Xinglang laid horizontally on the wedding wall. He wanted to feel the joyous atmosphere of the wedding;
There was a woman with a face full of blood, but it was filled with the tenacity and stubbornness of an indestructible c.o.c.kroach.
Even when he insulted her and bullied her into this, she would still say: I will take good care of your brother! I have the soup, so I won't let your brother drink it! If you can serve him, I can do it too!
What a foolish woman!
They were all so stupid … Feng Xinglang was really sad for her!
When he turned his head to the side, Feng Xinglang saw two bottles of red wine placed on the triangular cabinet beside the imperial concubine's chair. There were also two crystal clear cups.
Feng Family did not hold a wedding ceremony for Xueluo and Feng Xinglang. With Feng Lixin's expression and spirit, it was not suitable for him to make too much noise.
Nanny An then prepared red wine for Second Young Master and the Second Young Master's Wife, wanting them to borrow some wine to celebrate their wedding night.
Who would have thought that Second Young Master's Wife would be scared off from the marriage chamber!
The two bottles of red wine had been left aside until now.
Feng Xinglang stood up and walked towards the two bottles of red wine.
At this moment, he really needed to use these two bottles of red wine to ease his fatigue.
The crystal clear cup reflected the demonic red wine that was as red as blood. It immediately gave off a n.o.ble feeling.
But at this moment, Feng Xinglang felt that the red liquid was like the vampire's mouth, trying to devour his soul.
As soon as the liquor entered his mouth, it was refres.h.i.+ng and refres.h.i.+ng. In an instant, the pain and depression that had been building up in his heart was quelled.