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Chapter 138: Using All the Affections (2)

Even his pajamas were stained with blood. Feng Xinglang lowered his eyebrows.

"Did you buy her a woman's item? Why didn't you wake her up? " Feng Xinglang asked harshly.

"I didn't buy it …" How would I know how to buy it! I've never used that thing! Besides, how could a man like me buy that for a woman? " Ye Xiaonian frowned.

"Are you stupid? Can't you call a woman and ask her to go buy some?" Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Ye Xiaonian.

That's right. Ye Xiaonian was stunned. Why didn't he think of that?

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang felt that something was amiss. Normally, if he had argued with Ye Xiaonian for so long, this woman would have long been in their midst. But today, the woman was exceptionally quiet.

He just lay there with his eyes closed. From time to time, some indistinct words would come out of his mouth, and his face would turn red. No matter how he looked at it, it was not normal.

"No …" Don't. Don't make a move against Ah Lang... Don't. I beg of you … Don't touch Ah Lang... "

The woman seemed to be caught up in a nightmare. She gripped the blanket under her with both hands, begging for help in pain. The 'Ah Lang' that she spoke of was definitely Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang immediately moved closer and pressed his ear against the woman's lips, "Tell me, who is the person who is going to make a move on Ah Lang?"

He wanted to find out the whereabouts of the mastermind from the woman as she was caught up in the nightmare. Lan Youyou and his big brother Feng Lixin did not have any grudges or grievances, even if they were luring each other into a trap, it was still possible for them to seek for some money.

"I... I can't tell Ah Lang … I can't tell you! Ah Lang was not his match … Ah Lang will die. I don't want Ah Lang to die... I want Ah Lang to live a good life! "He's alive …"

In the nightmare, Lan Youyou suddenly cried out loud, his entire person seemed to have fallen into some kind of huge pain and was unable to extricate himself.

The woman's sickly babble was not an act at all; the crystal clear tears that rolled down from her eyes showed that she was in great pain at the moment.

Feng Xinglang subconsciously opened his palm to touch Lan Youyou's forehead, and was shocked: "It's that hot?"

The woman had a high fever, and it was serious.

"What's wrong with this woman? "Fever?" Ye Xiaonian asked. From watching Lan Youyou until now, he had never dared to touch her, not even when he was by her side.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and open the shackles around her ankles!" Feng Xinglang hissed.

Such a scorching temperature, coupled with the constant and unconscious mumbling of the woman, made him break out in a cold sweat. One had to know that a man could die if he was given such a fever.

Ka da, following the release of the chain around Lan Youyou's ankles, Feng Xinglang immediately picked up the who was so hot that he was almost unconscious, and flew out of the storage room. Ye Tianming followed closely behind.

If this woman died from the fever, it would be letting this woman off too easily!

Lan Youyou took back her life. Almost burned to the point of irreversible brain damage.

Not sensational. Because Lan Youyou's ankles had already been festering from the symptoms of inflammation, coupled with the damp environment in the basement, the germs were very easy to breed, causing Lan Youyou's high fever to become viral.

Worried that Ye Xiaonian would not be able to defeat the demon woman, Lan Youyou decided to stay in the Intensive Care Unit to watch over her together.

There was another important point: Feng Xinglang hoped to obtain information about the mastermind from Lan Youyou's unconscious words.

However, Lan Youyou who had finished using the medicine became abnormally quiet, as he peacefully slept on the sickbed, the only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the life detector.

Feng Xinglang stood at the side with his eyes closed, resting, but maintaining a state of alertness.

Ye Xiaonian then moved a piece of paper from the nurse and placed it in front of the door to prevent the woman from escaping. After a while, however, his snoring could be heard. It wasn't too loud, but it disturbed his rest.

Amidst Ye Wen's extremely rhythmic snores, Feng Xinglang tossed and turned. He turned his head to look at the woman on the other bed. She was still sleeping soundly, as if she hadn't been disturbed by Ye Xiaonian's snoring.

Knowing that Ye Yinian had worked hard while travelling, Feng Xinglang did not wake him up to criticize him. He even said that he would use his life to guarantee that he would protect this enchantress, Lan Youyou. At this moment, even ten of Lan Youyou's would be able to openly escape his snores.

Accompanied by Ye Xiaonian's snores, Feng Xinglang was actually able to force himself to fall asleep.

The delicate Lan Youyou, however, possessed a tenacious vitality.

After absorbing the strength of the medicine, her body and consciousness immediately recovered.

She woke up with her head in her hands. When the pale ceiling came into view, she realized at once that she had left the damp, dark basement. In the next second, she smelled Feng Xinglang's scent.

's sleeping posture could be said to be domineering and untamed, as he extended his limbs to almost occupy the entire accompanying area.

This man had been guarding her for the entire night? A smile slowly spread out on Lan Youyou's pale white face.

Even if it was the sickly Lan Youyou, she was still beautiful to the point of pity. The face of an angel, with features as exquisite as a doll's. Most men who had seen her would feel protective. of course it also included him, Feng Xinglang!

Actually, this was just Lan Youyou's one-sided wish. She thought that Feng Xinglang had sent her to the hospital and was protecting her because he still had some lingering feelings for her. If not for Feng Lixin's miserable situation, they might have gotten along well.

This man was truly too stylish: his resolute face was sharp and cold, especially his sexy and thin lips.

Suddenly, Lan Youyou really wanted to kiss that man's thin lips.

Thinking about it this way, Lan Youyou decided to do it.

Like a beautiful snake, she quietly swam down from her sickbed, silently walked to the side of the escort, and then soft her body, slowly snuggled into the man's embrace.

Her movements were very quiet. She added a bit of weight to the man's arms, and then the man accepted her entire body while she was sleeping soundly.

At this moment, Lan Youyou was as beautiful as a demonized demon. She invaded the arms of the man, and became as soft as an accessory on a man's body.

Her delicate and gentle hands moved up and touched the man's cold and thin lips with the tip of her index finger. She then passionately kissed it, using all of her tenderness …