Chapter 343

Snow really can not afford to lose this face, with this man outside the school to play so intense intimacy.

The man started the beast, and it was estimated that he could not stop it. If he did it in such a sacred place as the school, xueluo felt that his face could not be wanted.

I know that I am his wife and he is her husband, but the outside world still doesn't know!

The outside world has always thought that Lin xueluo married Feng Lixin, the young master of Feng's family!

Even Feng Yiming thinks so, doesn't he?

At most, he was made into a playboy, even without any derogatory sense, and made others envious!

But what about her? It is estimated that it has been criticized by the senior shareholders of Fengshi group, right?

"Hungry? Eat me

The charm of men's cavity is to let snow fall and toothache. Hungry to eat him?

Snow really wants to eat him! Bite him to death!

Feng Xinglang took a Fierce bite on the Hongyan at the end of xueluo, and the pain made xueluo take a cold breath.

Push and push, fight and fight, cry and cry; snow can only slightly bow up the body, in order to reduce the pain.

All of a sudden, the snow seemed to be bewitched or possessed, and she suddenly said such a word.

"Feng Xinglang, will you kiss my stomach?"

Finish saying this words, snow falls to regret. I almost want to bite off my tongue!

Feng Xinglang pulls the red end of his mouth to a certain height, which makes people blush and heartbeat. He can't look directly at the bottom of his eyes.

Healthy teeth in the above light crack, pain snow, not self-control issued a low voice.

"You seem to like me kissing you in the stomach?" He had an evil voice.

I remember last time, in the English corner of xueluo school, she tugged his big hand again and again and asked him to touch her abdomen.

This woman's hobby is really different.

Feng Xinglang's big palm obediently covered the belly of the snow, and caressed and stroked tenderly.

"In your stomach Isn't it? "

Feng Xinglang said as he wanted. It seems that he also felt that snow's waist was more mellow than when he married into Fengjia.

Maybe his mind is only on revenge for his elder brother Feng Lixin, and he doesn't have the experience of being a father. Feng Xinglang doesn't care about xueluoyi's invitation to love her abdomen.

I think it's just a special hobby for a woman to invite him to have an affair with her.

Snow down a surprised, flustered do not choose words.

"I I'm coming to my regular holiday soon, so I have a little pain in my stomach. You don't want to kiss. "

After saying that, snow actually quite regret. It's obvious that it's on the tip of my mouth. Just admit it. What else can I do?

Do you have any affectation?

But at the thought of the predicament Feng Xinglang was about to face, xueluo gave up his mind.

Women's holidays are the most annoying thing for most men.

When a woman is clean, a man will fight with her to death. But when a woman comes on her holiday, he wants to kick her to Mars.

I thought that men would despise themselves, but Feng Xinglang didn't.

He had already kissed her on the stomach before the snow fell.

Snow tears uncontrollably brush straight off, biting the lips are teeth. No longer able to suppress the bitterness of the heart, snow lost his voice and wailed.

The woman suddenly burst out crying, let Feng Xinglang slightly pain.

"Why, moved?"

Feng Xinglang lingers in the belly of xueluo again. After kissing again and again, he kisses xueluo who is crying.

Xueluo hugs Feng Xinglang tightly and hugs this man with her life!

"Feng Xinglang, I love you!"

At this moment, xueluo doesn't want any poor self-esteem; she doesn't want to be angry with this man. She just wants to hold this man and say to him: I love you!

So, snow will do so!

The sudden confession of a woman made Feng Xing's handsome face a touch of charm; he sealed it with a kiss as a way to reply to a woman.

Snow really want to freeze this moment forever. Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about, only she and her beloved man, as well as her stomach darling, a family of three so quietly enjoy the passage of time.

A man's embrace is warm, generous and powerful, just what she and her baby need.

Snow really don't want to take the belly of the little girl wandering around, Feng line Lang is their mother and son's harbor.

But the harbor is about to face the storm. Calm to say: their mother and son can not rely on!

When the storm is over, whether the harbor will be relied on by their mother and son is still unknown.The woman's tearful face really distressed Feng Xinglang.

He was sucking her tears with a salty taste. It is also full of her concern and worry about him.

"Since you love me so much Why can you still be so calm when you know I'm your husband? "

Feng Xinglang found a relatively relaxed topic.

"Even if there is no cheering, at least you should come and ask me a question!"

Feng Xinglang gently wiped away the tears from the snow with his thumb.

Snow falls to reply, only sobbing. She was speechless.

Seeing that the woman was just crying, Feng Xinglang sighed and hugged the tearful woman tightly in his arms.

"Cry It's better to cry! "

Feng Xinglang kisses xueluo's hair and feels the shiver of the woman in his arms.

"I'm not dead yet, you can cry out of breath; if I'm really dead, don't you want to..."

To be honest, Feng Xinglang didn't have the certainty to win Hetun. There are uncertain factors in everything.

In case he Tun doesn't want to play a conspiracy with him, but comes directly to be simple and rude. Feng Xinglang knows that he won't be his opponent. That old three and old eight already enough strange, but blue you mouth unexpectedly also appeared a Xing 12?

Xueluo no one Feng Xinglang finished, but tightly covered his mouth.

"Feng Xinglang, please stop Stop I don't want to hear it

Snow does not want to hear; the belly of the little darling do not want to hear. It hasn't been born yet, and it hasn't seen with its own eyes what its own father looks like.

"Well, I don't say it, I just do it!"

So Feng Xinglang began to kiss the woman again. From a woman's forehead, to her tearful eyes, her small nose, and her trembling lips.

Feng Xinglang kisses seriously. Maybe he also thinks that such an opportunity is precious.

"Xueluo, as Mrs. Feng Xinglang, be my woman again tonight."