He was immediately very dissatisfied with his father who was talking nonsense inside, "Father!"
No one could fail to hear the anger and the small flame burning in the unhappy tone.
Feng Huailin replied angrily: "Why, why are you so loud? I'm not deaf."
He is trying to trick his daughter-in-law into calling him father, why is his son joining in the fun?
Also, why does the daughter-in-law's expression look so wrong?
Liang Hui, who was already disheveled in the wind, almost couldn't help laughing out loud. Uncle Feng was so funny that he could even recognize his daughter-in-law randomly.
Feng Yilin was too lazy to pay attention to the person who was about to lash out again. He squatted down, looked up at the person who lowered her head, held her hands, and spoke in a firm and powerful tone.
"Wife, believe me, I only love you and you in my life."
"Here." He took Xunmi's hand and placed it on his beating chest. "It only beats for you, and it will only stay for you."
Love words are simple but intoxicating.
No matter whether it is the common confession words or the outdated gift of flowers, girls will be moved when they hear those three words.
You will be happy and excited when you receive those bright red flowers, because there is at least one person in your life who is willing to do this for you.
Even though some people may say that this is all superficial work, sometimes no one is willing to do even superficial work.
Xunmi's ears are bright red, and they were originally hidden in her hair, but they were very conspicuous because her skin was too white. Now, they are even more beautiful.
Feng Yilin held her in his arms, resting his head on her chest, listening to her slightly accelerated heartbeat, the curve of her lips was gentle and beautiful.
"I hear my wife's heart beating for me, and she also feels my heart existing for you."
"So, please believe me, no matter when, where, or what the circumstances, I, Feng Yilin, will only have you in this life."
Looking into that pair of same peach blossom eyes, full of seriousness, no matter whether you are Qi Xunmi or not, the one I recognize is always you.
Liang Hui felt heartbroken when he saw people showing off at the slightest disagreement.
He has been attacked indiscriminately like this many times /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ Can you please show some care to single people?
The only one who is even more irritable than him is Feng Huailin. If he had a beard on his face, he would be really angry and glare.
However, there was only messy stubble on his face, and because he had been on the front line for many years, his skin was darker and looked very rough.
But he was tall and strong, and even though he had just returned from the gates of hell, his clear eyes were full of vitality.
His face was slightly square, and he looked serious and sharp, with a soldier's solemnity in his eyes and brows.
But his usually calm eyes were now filled with depression and embarrassment.
It seems that he performed a monologue for a long time and even recognized the wrong person. This unlucky kid, why didn't he tell him who it was.
He's really grown up and dares to challenge his father. I'll see if he doesn't give this naughty kid a good beating.
Of course, he would never admit that he was envious╭(╯^╰)╮
Xunmi pulled her husband up embarrassedly and stole a glance at the person on the bed inside. Her face looked very ugly and there was a flash of anxiety in her eyes.
Would my husband’s father in this life dislike her?
As if sensing her uneasiness, Feng Yilin held Xunmi in his arms, half-hugged her as he walked towards the person who was still restless lying on the bed.
"Father, this is my love. Please don't speak carelessly next time. If you scare my wife away, you will end up living alone."
It only takes a little thought to understand the situation just now. Even if he didn't admit his mistake knowingly, he didn't want to happen again.
He finally got his wife, but he is always surrounded by so many stupid teammates. He really feels that his future is bleak.
Fortunately, he took action himself and captured his wife.
Therefore, we must not allow these unreliable guys to cause any more trouble.
Feng Huailin, who wanted to take the initiative, choked. Was this his fault? It was obviously this brat's fault.
"Didn't you tell me that your wife's smile is like a little sun, and that she is lively and kind?"
"I think this little girl in front of me fits the bill perfectly. Are you blaming me for making a mistake?!"
Feng Yilin: “…” Can you beat your father? I’ve never seen anyone put the blame on his son like this.
Besides, he clearly said that his wife's smile is like a spring breeze, warmer than the sun, okay?!
"Father, please restrain yourself. You're injured right now. I'm afraid I'll lose control and make you die of anger. I'll then be blamed for it."
Trying to calm himself down, Feng Yilin told himself that this was his father. Although his father often had illnesses, there was nothing wrong with the blood relationship.
Feng Huailin was so unhappy that he wanted to jump up and fight Feng Yilin for three hundred rounds, but as soon as he moved, he felt a tearing pain in his wound.
He gasped, and his dark face turned white.
Xunmi and Fu Zhaojun both ran over and held the man down. Xunmi was even more quick and picked up the silver needle next to her and injected him twice. The red color that was about to appear stopped and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old Marshal, if you continue to act so willfully, your wounds will not heal before your blood runs dry."
"If something goes wrong again, I won't save him. Not caring about your patients is not only a waste of the doctor's time, but also a waste of the doctor's efforts."
Subconsciously, he adopted a doctor's attitude towards his patient, his face full of disapproval.
Those serious eyes seemed to be saying that she was not joking at the moment, but was doing what she said.
Feng Huailin was stunned. It was the first time he was spoken to like this by a junior, and he had no words to refute. He touched his nose and winked at his son standing beside him.
It seemed as if he was saying, hurry up and coax your wife, but Feng Yilin ignored him completely.
Instead, she looked at him with disdain, walked up to the girl in white clothes beside her, carefully picked up her hand, and gently and carefully wiped the red stain on her fingertips with a handkerchief.
Feng Huailin was choked again. He felt that something was wrong when he met his son this time, and the way they met was also wrong.
Otherwise, how could such a cold person suddenly become like this? It makes me angry.
He has no respect for his father at all. He is just like a daughter who is married off, bah, or a son who ran away with his wife, like spilled water.
Feng Yilin completely ignored his crazy father. After so many years together, the father and son knew too well what was in each other's mind.
Xunmi was blushing at her husband's actions. She felt so embarrassed in front of the elders (*/ω╲*)
He lowered his head, his eyes wandering, not daring to look at the person in front of him.
"Old Marshal, Old Marshal, you are finally awake. Sun Da has finally waited for you to wake up."
Sun Da, who had been silent for a long time, found the right opportunity to speak quickly, concentrating all his strength on this one sentence.
After he finished speaking, tears started to flow down his face, and he looked as if he was facing the end of life and death.
Feng Huailin: “…” I always feel like someone is mourning for me when I die. Is it an illusion?
However, he frowned and said unhappily: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
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