Chapter 113

Don't move OK, this move, snow fall feel his whole person almost paralyzed.

Although this is a sports car with excellent performance, it lacks a lot of space and comfort when it is used to do that kind of thing.

After all, it's just a sports car, but it's used for other purposes. The key is still the man below.

In the poor car hard to put on pajamas, snow down to ask his pants, found that the poor cloth has been unable to continue to put on the body.

What a savage man! But I have to pretend to be a gentleman!

The most important thing is that he even ate his set of false tenderness, and was successfully given the car by this man.

Fortunately, my pajamas are very conservative. It's divided into upper and lower pieces. Although there's nothing in it, it doesn't show the spring scenery.

What about the man who did evil all night? Snow turned around and looked around.

On a rock, snow falls and sees Feng Xinglang's tall and straight figure.

The windbreaker was blown up by the strong wind and slapped on his strong body.

Feng Xinglang likes the feeling of strong wind passing through his chest!

The man who is gentle with the sea breeze and waves is more tall and straight, more magnificent.

With the rising of the sun, ten thousand golden lights are more beautiful under the refraction of the waves.

The sea is full of water, shining in the morning, the waves jump like naughty children, and the water is golden.

Facing the sea, feeling its magnificent. Looking at the open and boundless sea in the past, we can see that the narrow, crowded and noisy city is all gray.

Xueluo doesn't know how long the man wants to face the sea alone, but she knows clearly that her first class should be missed.

Gently moved by the man tossed to the body of pain, snow heart five flavor miscellaneous Chen. As men say, that kind of thing is really addictive!

In fact, xueluo knows that it's not between men and women that makes her addicted, but men's tenderness.

It's just that when a man is tender to himself, snow will have an illusion: the illusion that he is deeply loved.

I don't know what she's up to, but she's devoted to it!

If love can be explained clearly and clearly, maybe it is not love!

Clearly know is bitter flowers bear bitter fruit, but the snow or slowly let oneself in sink among them!

If that time was calculated by that bowl of porridge, what about this time?

Blame the moon last night? Or the waves?

I'm going crazy!

Snow beat his forehead, feel that their body and mind are fast not her snow! It's like being demonized by men! It's like she's out of control!

The morning by the sea is cool. But with the rise of the sun, the car was not very hot.

How long does this man have to watch the sea? Xueluo felt as if she had been thrown into the mulberry house. It was so hot.

She began to study the ventilation system in the car. Accidentally touched the horn, even she was scared.

A short whistle reminds the man watching the sea: the woman in the car is awake and is tossing his car.

When Feng Xinglang turns back to the sports car, xueluo is playing with the buttons. She feels that the sun above her head is blocked. Xueluo looks up and sees Feng Xinglang's tall and strong body standing outside the car.

She immediately retracted into the co pilot's seat like a frightened bird. The vision is vacillating, don't know how to face the man who got together with him last night.

The car door was opened, and the sea breeze was salty and wet. The snow shrank slightly.

The man deeply gazed at the woman on the co pilot, seemed to feel her embarrassed, thin lips slightly raised a good-looking arc, very intriguing.

But Feng Xinglang didn't speak to the woman. There was an indescribable coolness in Feng shenjunlang's face.

The sports car was started, a skillful half drift, whistling down the mountain road.

Inadvertently, the snow aimed at the side of the man's face: Qinglie features lightly dyed with melancholy color. It doesn't seem happy.

Is he confessing for what he did last night? Do you feel guilty for what you did to his elder brother Feng Lixin?

Think of this, the whole person suddenly fell down. I'm really going to die. In a short period of time, I've done something wrong to my husband Feng Lixin!

So, when one day, snow knows the truth, how she will gnash her teeth!

Let her in the moral cage, again and again suffering her own heart!

Feng Xinglang, the initiator, is actually her real husband!

At that time, xueluo may be full of killing and cutting him, but at this moment, she is kept in the dark.

Of course, xueluo would not suggest that Feng Xinglang send her to school.She dressed like this, and the inside was still hollow; then she got off a sports car barefoot and walked on the campus like this Do you want her face? You'll be drowned by spittle star!

I'm afraid the only way to get back now is to seal the house.

As xueluo wishes, Feng Xinglang takes her back to Feng's home.

As soon as the car stopped, the snow opened the door, stepped barefoot on the pebbles, like a cat with its tail, and ran towards the living room.

The young and energetic figure is full of Feng Xinglang's eyes: last night's woman is as smooth as melted chocolate; in her eyes, she is full of green and beautiful things that invite the king to pick up.

"Ma'am, are you back? Why are you barefoot? Put on your shoes It will catch cold. " In the living room, aunt Ann came up to the snow that came in.

Looking at his wife in her pajamas, and seeing that she was followed by Feng Xinglang, the second young master, aunt Ann gave a knowing smile. Needless to say, my wife must have been with the second young master last night.

That's great.

"Madam, put on your shoes first..." Aunt Ann came after her with slippers.

"No! I went back to my room Snow fell prevaricate, worried that Aunt Ann would ask more, then rushed into the downstairs guest room.

In the room, the snow covered itself tightly with a thick blanket. It seems that this kind of action can make her feel safe.

Lin xueluo, you really should be immersed in the pig cage!

If you don't correct your mistakes, why do you teach and commit them repeatedly?

You can't be saved! You're critically ill!

Suddenly thinking of something, snow quickly wrapped up the blanket and ran towards the desk. In the drawer of the desk, the snow almost turned over, and there was no trace of Yuting in the box.

Last time I stuffed it in the drawer. How could it be gone?

It's not Auntie Ann who found it lost, is it? It's embarrassing this time!

If Auntie an finds out her love affair with Feng Xinglang, does she have the face to stay at Feng's house?