Chapter 95: Cherish her

Xue Luo murmured dissatisfied, and twisted the uneasy body and posted it towards Feng Xinglang again.

At this moment, Xue Luo's behavior seemed to be no longer dominated by the brain. Where will she know how touching she is at this moment.

He glanced at her, like a gentle morning light gliding across the lake, rippled with sparkling ripples.

Of course, Feng Xinglang knows that these illusions of women are artificially created by the contents of the bowl of porridge.

A woman's bones are still feudal!

So he pushed her away from the cold. Although breathing is rapid, although the body is haunting.

Snow fall is really uncomfortable. Not only is the small face hot and hot, but the whole person is as hot as the charcoal fire. It seems that this discomfort can be alleviated only by unlocking yourself.

His throat was tight and his eyes were deep.

So why would Xueluo let go of the opportunity to get close to him? Then I saw the small appearance of pity, itching to Feng Xinglang's heart.

He held up the falling snow chin, and made her little red face that could almost bleed face his eyes. He was gazing deep at her, restraining her so that she could not avoid his hot eyes.

"Lin Xueluo, you can see clearly, who am I?" The voice seemed to come from deep in the throat. Low panting with affection.

"You're a seal ... a seal ..."

Xue Luo stared deeply at the man in front of him: a handsome and resolute face, still so cold, he never looked down on her, and always liked to lengthen a bad face.

"You are Feng Xinglang ... I know you." Xue Luo suddenly laughed.

The kind of laughter was so sweet after the drug catalyzed. Never have to go through the judgment of the brain, say what you want.

"You are very abnormal now, do you know what you are doing?" The man reminded the woman what she was doing now. He asked her to see his face and his face clearly.

"Feng Xinglang ... I ... I want to be your woman! Right now ... OK?"

Xueluo had to look up to see Feng Xinglang's handsome face, which was so beautiful that she couldn't remember how many nights she had appeared in her dreams.

Xue Luo raised his hand and shivered, but still bravely touched the man's handsome and expensive face, and murmured, "Feng Xinglang, are you?"

If you are so ashamed to open your teeth, you will overflow from your own teeth.

Must be dreaming!

This is the boldest dream Xue Xue has ever had.

The corner of the man's lips evoked a beautiful arc; again, his lips slid like feathers across her cheeks, her ears, and her neck.

"Yes, it's all for you. Come here!"

Warm and meticulous, trying to relax her!

I have to say that this man's figure is really good.

The smooth and silky, strong and powerful back is soft and halo under the light, the scapula swells, and is especially fit; the muscles of both arms are tight and beautiful, the waist is slender and strong, and the long legs hide a strong sense of power ... ...

All flaunt his wild beauty.

Bai Mo in the monitoring room laughed tremblingly.

Although you can't see the picture, this sound is also exciting enough.

"Brother Yan, how about it, my method works well.‘ It ’s all for you, come and get it ’... Hahaha, my teeth are sore!

"This is the highest state of playing wife! The key is that his wife doesn't know he is her husband!"

Bai Mo admired Fengxinglang ’s karate, admiringly, "when I have a wife, I am so funny to her! Exciting!"

But Yan Bang seemed to be in silence, he closed his eyes slightly, and his melancholy features accumulated incomparable depression.

Chen Xi, came in through the vent. Seems dazzling.

Blow warm curtains, as if the girl was dancing.

He has always been unkind, but this time Feng Xinglang has little patience.

Regardless of the outcome between him and her, cruel or desolate. Feng Xinglang just wanted to try her best to leave her a good memory and an aftertaste.

A woman's life is precious this time.

She has held on for more than twenty years, and for this, it is worth him to treasure her!

Therefore, whenever Snow fell back to remember every bit of this moment, she never regretted it at all.

Don't regret it, but it doesn't mean it's not a mistake!

A beautiful mistake, a mistake that will make her unforgettable.

At this moment, the snow fell, and she really became a woman of Feng Xinglang! She transformed herself from a girl into a woman with the bright red blood that symbolized the cleanliness and beauty of the girl! He Fengxinglang's woman!

The snow fell on the man's solid shoulder.

She hurts, and she wants him to hurt with her!

Not only did she have to impress herself all her life; she also hoped that he couldn't easily forget herself.

She wanted to leave something on him ... so she bit his shoulder!

Drive her tears down together!

On the outside sofa, the man lit a cigarette. Swallowing clouds and misting.

After the smoky face, the handsome face was so secretive. I don't know if I'm thinking about the emotions just now, or thinking about something. In short, Feng Xinglang didn't look very happy.

The gate of the iron fence had not been opened. As he said, this is the way to get out of here.

Feng Xinglang is waiting for the woman who sorts herself out.

It all happened so suddenly that it was unreal. The snow was sitting dull, like a puppet that was stripped of its mind.

Feng Xinglang from the outside has been waiting patiently. He didn't come in to urge the snow to fall.

He gave her enough time and space to organize her body and mind.

It took a long time for Xue Luo to come out of it. Seeing Feng Xinglang smoking a cigarette on the sofa, all thoughts seemed to return in an instant.

She was a little overwhelmed and looked away. Then they saw the open iron fence door.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Asking thoughtful.

Are you okay? Xue Luo didn't know how to answer. Should I nod or shake my head?

"Aren't you stupid?" Feng Xinglang choked the cigarette between his fingers in the ashtray.

Then stood up and walked a few steps towards the still snowfall; I don't know if it was conditioned reflex, snowfall instinct receded.

"Do not touch you!" Feng Xinglang took off his suit and put it on Xue Luo's shoulders. "Can we go now?"

The galloping Ferrari had a sluggish look. Silently, watching the ever-changing scenery outside the car window.

Xue Luo didn't know why those kidnappers opened the iron fence door and returned her to Feng Xinglang freely, and she didn't want to know!

In the flowing time, Xue Luo Jingmei is like a melancholy oil painting.

While passing by a pharmacy, she saw a slogan posted on the floor-to-ceiling window: Yuting, rest assured!

"Stop ... stop! Stop!" Xueluo shouted in a mess.