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　　Chapter 207: Think about how to please my brother when you're bored!

　　Feng Xinglang felt Feng Lixin's throbbing, and used both hands to lightly press onto his trembling shoulders.

　　"Bro, take off your mask. Miss Lan is right. What we all remember is your handsome, spirited appearance. " Feng Xinglang embraced Feng Lixin's shoulders and slowly took off Feng Lixin's mask.

　　"No …."

　　Feng Lixin instinctively wanted to raise his hand to stop her, but Feng Xinglang instead gave him a deep kiss on his ferocious looking face before pressing his own cheek against hers.

　　Just like this, the two brothers embraced each other peacefully, just like how Feng Lixin comforted the beaten up Feng Xinglang every time they were young.

　　Seeing how close the Feng Brothers was to them, Butler Mo and the Nanny An could not help but tear up. If all of this had not happened, how good would it be that the First Young Master was still that warm and jade-like young master of the Feng Family.

　　Lan Youyou also became sad. Because of Feng Xinglang's sadness! She truly regretted hurting Feng Xinglang's beloved big brother to such an extent.

　　She knew that Feng Xinglang must hate her very much. He hated her, and she did not blame him. It's just that the man who feels heartache will feel pain and sadness because of the injuries his elder brother Feng Lixin received. This was what Lan Youyou didn't want to see the most.

　　"Brother, the broth is getting cold, I'll feed it to you." Feng Xinglang's voice was hoa.r.s.e, yet warm.

　　Feng Xinglang took the medicinal bowl from Lan Youyou's hands; Lan Youyou did not stop him, nor did he say anything. The sad Feng Xinglang made Lan Youyou's heart ache the most. She would rather see Feng Xinglang furiously tormenting her than see Feng Xinglang so dejected.

　　Feng Lixin's nose was burnt to a crisp. If he did not perform some later nose augmentation surgery, he would not be able to recover from it with just the skin grafting. Thus, it looked somewhat sinister and terrifying. The muscles on his lips seemed to twist awkwardly, and it became difficult to feed the medicine.

　　However, Feng Lixin had fed him almost all of the medicinal soup himself, so he fed them quite smoothly.

　　A small amount of medicinal soup leaked out from the corner of his mouth, and Lan Youyou immediately used a tissue to wipe Feng Lixin's mouth. Lan Youyou didn't mind serving his brother like this and taking medicine with him. It was as if at this moment, she had forgotten that she was the culprit.