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Feng Xinglang instinctively reached out his hand, picked up a slice of mango from the little yellow man's smiling face, and chewed slowly in his mouth. Mango topped with a little honey is even more refreshing.

When Feng Xinglang reached out again, Xue Luo hid the fruit tray to his side. "You can only eat one piece, the rest is for your brother."

Feng Xinglang's heart warmed slightly, and then a somber sound: "My brother can only eat liquid food."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was negligent. I ... I'll go to mud."

"No need! Give it to me. Maybe as you said, my brother will be in a good mood looking at it."

Feng Xinglang took the fruit plate from Xue Luo's hand. When his bony fingers touched the back of her hand, Xue Luo's face inexplicably turned red for a moment.

But tonight's meal, Feng Xinglang still refused to let snow fall into the medical room. Although Xue Luo felt that she was Feng Lixin's wife and had the obligation to take care of him, she saw that Feng Xinglang had such a deep love for his elder brother that she did not force it. I thought: When Feng Xinglang was at home, he would take care of Feng Lixin. When he is not at home, she will take care of Feng Lixin no later.

After all, the relationship between the two brothers was not comparable to that of a strange wife who had just passed through the door. Moreover, in the middle of Feng Lixin himself, there was a Miss Lan. Listening to An Yi's tone, Feng Lixin should be a woman who loves misery!

In the medical room.

Feng Lixin saw the smiling face of the little yellow man. A smile really appeared on his face, but it was hard to detect under the layers of scars. But Feng Xinglang still saw it.

Maybe this is the only elder brother Feng Lixin smiled in the past three months.

"It's a good girl with a good heart! Xing Lang, you've picked up a treasure!" Feng Lixin's mood was rare.

"Brother, my marriage has been obediently done. Shouldn't your skin graft surgery be on the agenda too?" This is a topic that Feng Xinglang has been repeating for more than half a month.

"No rush. I'll raise my body for a few more days. Just wait!"

Each time he was so obsessed, Feng Lixin's gaze was fixed on a photo. The woman in the photo is called Lan Youyou, and she is also a kind and beautiful girl: Youyou, when I settle down and the snow falls, I will go to heaven to find you. Be sure to wait for me!

Night is already deep.

When Xuexing Lang returned to the wedding room, Xue Luo was asleep. She was holding a book in her arms. A medical book on burn treatments.

The snow-dropped long eyelashes hang down like butterfly wings with light wings; even the breathing is light and shallow, being careful not to alarm others. A black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and there was a different kind of charming; the exquisite facial features were so beautiful.

The woman slept soundly, like a fairy, and she was almost holy.

Feng Xinglang stood quietly beside the bed, and then lay down beside Xue Luo. Maybe he was really tired, or maybe the woman's pure beauty kept him from bothering to disturb him, and after a while, he fell asleep.

As a result, the heartbeat of two people was heard in the big warm wedding bed.

When the snow fell the next day, it was already dawn.

God, how could you sleep so heavily? Originally, Xue Luo had to wait for Feng Lixin to return to the room after the physical therapy, but did not want to fall asleep first.

When he got up, Xue Luo heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom. Feng Lixin should be taking a bath.

Vaguely, Xue Luo seemed to be smelling the mellow male hormonal flavor left by the man on the wedding bed.

Thinking of Feng Lixin's inability to move due to the fire, worried that he would encounter difficulties in the bathroom alone, Xue Luo quickly got up and walked towards the bathroom.