Chapter 79: Loud slap

Coming to his face was the slight scent of alcohol on the man's body, which was not unpleasant; mixed with the smell of tobacco, Feng Xinglang's rich hormonal breath tightly wrapped the snow falling breath. Every trace of air inhaled was contaminated by men.

Snow fell for a moment, and then she experienced the heavy body like a mountain.

"Feng Xinglang ... heavy ... heavy ... you opened it ... pressed me." Xue Luo felt his breath was almost cut off.

She wanted to use her arms to prop up the man away from herself, but the end result turned into a pair of her little hands scratching like a cat on Feng Xinglang's chest, and itching into the man's heart .

"Good, don't move!" Feng Xinglang didn't seem drunk yet.

Province personnel. He seemed to enjoy the softness of snow falling, the feeling of two heartbeats snuggling together, so that each other could be comforted, and the two lonely hearts were no longer desolate.

Feng Xinglang was comfortable, but the snow falling below was uncomfortable. She leaned her back on the hard floor. She is only one meter six five, how can the petite body withstand his tenderness?

After being pressed in this way, Xue Luo felt that he would either be crushed, or the internal organs would be crushed out!

"Feng Xinglang ... you are really heavy!" Xue Luo sobbed, like a cat humming. With a weak gasp.

"Trouble!" Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lips twitched, and her arms were stretched tightly across the snow-falling waist, and one of them drove them over. She goes up, he goes down.

Thinking he was free, Xue Luo just wanted to get up from Feng Xinglang's body, but was struck by the dissatisfaction of the man's strong arm; Xue Luo's upper body, which had just been lifted up, was pressed down again ... … The red lips pressed against the man's lips impartially.

Xue Luo felt her lips hurt so much, and she stretched out her hands to rub; but how could Feng Xinglang allow her lips to leave? He jammed her head forward, and her four lips stuck together.

The lips of men are mellow and full of heavy red wine; unexpected tenderness!

Xue Luo didn't feel it was an invasion, counting the number of her teeth, sweeping the sweetness in her mouth; not eager, warm, like a frog in warm water, slowly falling In his tenderness.

Such intimacy is fascinating. Snow fell again in the tenderness of the man like water. Unconsciously, Xue Luo's original loose pajamas had now fallen to the waist by men, with indescribable charm and charming.

Xue Luo is beautiful, her beauty is pure, without a trace of dust.

He liked the way she was charming in his arms, and he was so drunk that he temporarily forgot all his anger, hatred, and enmity. As long as he was sunk with her, he didn't have to think about where the eve is.

God, are you confused by this man again? It ’s all done like this, but it does n’t feel a little bit? Still devoted to the kiss with him? Xue Luo's face was ashamed again!

"Feng ... Feng Xinglang, I hate you!" She picked up her pajamas and stared at Ping Xinglang with rain in her eyes.

And Feng Xinglang under him is even more uncomfortable, really terrible! Does this woman not know how dangerous she is now?

"It should be you who are frivolous now ..."

Feng Xinglang deliberately lifted his waist to make dangerous things fit closer to the woman. Already, the woman should be able to feel his fire in full swing.

"Ah ..." Xue Luo, a hindsight, screamed like a chill, and she felt the man's upright posture, almost trying to leave Feng Xinglang's body. But the man's hands were stuck in her waist like iron tongs, unable to move.

"Why, you want to run when you get angry?" Feng Xinglang hissed, his breath panting with endless charm.

The more this happened, the more afraid Xue Xue said, "Feng ... Feng Xinglang, are you thirsty? May I help you to drink water downstairs?"

"I'm thirsty and my body is thirsty! What do you say?" Feng Xinglang removed a hand from Xue Luo's waist, raised his fingers, and gently stroked her white and delicate face, "Xue Luo "Let's make it tonight!"

"..." Xue Luo was shocked and incoherent. "Dong ... Dong ... Dongfang? Feng Xinglang, are you crazy?"

"Why, don't you want to be my woman?" Feng Xinglang asked deliberately. A pair of charming eyes are like stars, staring at the delicate and shameful face of a woman: It seems that tonight, he really wants her!

Be his woman? Be his Fengxinglang's woman? The snow fell for a moment, and it seemed that the whole soul was shaking. To be honest, at that moment, Xue Luo was heart-beating. The man in front of him is handsome and charming, if he doesn't have a little heartbeat, then it is hypocritical!

But Xue Luo knew clearly: he couldn't love him! She knows her identity clearly! She had passed too much with him, and she couldn't go on wrong.

Otherwise, I ca n’t really look back! Xue Luo was afraid that he would have such a bad result!

With a "snap", a loud ear hit the snow-white face. In the end, Xue Luo was still not willing to hurt the man in front of him, but chose to hit his ear. In this quiet, open third floor, it is particularly crisp and loud.

Feng Xinglang frowned for a moment, seemingly disbelieving in his eyes: this woman took a slap on her own? If you really want to slap in the face, you should fan it on his face.

"Idiot woman, what do you hit yourself?" Feng Xinglang snarled sharply. He sat up half-heartedly, cuddling the woman's face, and saw the woman's fragile, pale face printed on her broken white face.

"Feng Xinglang, this slap, I fought for your elder brother Feng Lixin! Hit his wife's infidelity!"

Crystal clear tears rolled down the snow-falling cheeks. She didn't want to beat herself, but she already felt deeply that she could hardly control the kind of emotion that Feng Xinglang had in her heart. This slap, she really did it for Feng Lixin!

Xue Luo hopes that this slap will wake you up! Don't be infatuated and intoxicated by Feng Xinglang's tenderness! It is impossible and should not be possible for yourself and him!