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

　　Chapter 897 - Love you, I'm not afraid of eternal d.a.m.nation!

　　Feng Xinglang's handsome face slowly became serious.

　　He looked straight into Yan Bang's eyes, as if he was trying to decide what to do.

　　"I really have no brains!" What's the point of telling your brother? I should have told Lin Xueluo! "

　　Yan Bang's smile became even more playful:

　　"What do you think she would do if she knew that her husband gave his mistress away? For Lin Xueluo to be able to persuade the Hetun to release Lan Youyou, he must have some abilities. It will definitely be a good show! "

　　Yan Bang had yet to finish speaking, but Feng Xinglang's fingertip was stuck on his neck, preventing him from making wild guesses.

　　"You dare to harm Lin Xueluo, I will truly take your life!"

　　Feng Xinglang hissed word by word as his face turned cold.

　　"Don't worry, I have no interest in harming a woman who only knows how to deal with lovers!"

　　Yan Bang raised her voice and said carelessly, "It's Lan Youyou, she sees this little sheep, Lin Xueluo, as a thorn in her side, a thorn in her fles.h.!.+"

　　Feng Xinglang did not bother with Yan Bang's provocation, and started to quietly ponder.

　　What had gone wrong?

　　"You are silently admitting it: do you think your big brother's woman is your own mistress?!"

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang was silent, Yan Bang confirmed that it was Feng Xinglang's tacit consent.

　　"Come to think of it, you two brothers really have strong feelings for each other! You and I are just good enough to wear the same pants, but you two brothers are good enough to play with the same woman. And it can be played in turns? "

　　Pow! A punch landed on Yan Bang's resolute face, interrupting his filthy words.

　　"What, have you talked about your sore spot? Or were you angered by the fact that I've hit the nail on the head? "

　　Yan Bang rubbed his cheeks that had been beaten red by Feng Xinglang, neither happy nor angry; he just stared deeply at Feng Xinglang, as if he had long since gotten used to Feng Xinglang's sudden violence.

　　"A woman can cause you, Yan Bang, to go crazy? And even f * cking the Shen City Executioner? "Hur hur, so f * cking ridiculous!"

　　Feng Xinglang pinched the center of his eyebrows, "Yan Bang, you've disappointed me so much!"

　　"Then what should I do so that you won't be disappointed in me?"

　　Yan Bang leaned over, bowing to look into Feng Xinglang's eyes.

　　"I'm not your father, so you don't have to fight for me!"

　　Feng Xinglang picked up the tea on the table and blew lightly with the tea leaves floating up. A few teas floated on top of the warm water and circled around, not allowing Feng Xinglang to drink them smoothly.

　　Yan Bang took the teacup from Feng Xinglang's hand and gulped down the tea leaves on the tea cup.

　　"Isn't that clean? You can drink now! "

　　Seeing Yan Bang drink the tea leaves that were floating in the air, Feng Xinglang frowned his brows slightly.

　　"Will it be clean if I get wet with your saliva?" Feng Xinglang asked.

　　"I'm not sick!" Yan Bang snorted.

　　Feng Xinglang took a sip of the tea and placed the teacup back on the table.

　　"Your father is so angry that his liver hurts while being a b.i.t.c.h like you!"

　　Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang coldly again.

　　Yan Bang laughed, and used his leg to kick him, "Feng Xinglang, you made my whole body ache! It's just like how ants eat away at their bones, day after day, year after year! "

　　"Being alive is so torturous, you can definitely die!"

　　Feng Xinglang scoffed.

　　"I'm really going to die... Do you feel any heartache? " Yan Bang asked seriously.