Chapter 112: Watch the sunrise? Good literary proposal!

Snow fell so angry that he couldn't breathe. I think it's time to break this layer of window paper with Feng Xinglang, "My purpose is to escape your entanglement with Feng Xinglang! I'm your sister-in-law! Is there such an uncle you treat your own sister-in-law like this?

Supposed to be a sister-in-law? Why wasn't this woman stupid!

"Live back to Fengjia and wait for me." Feng Xinglang's anger faded a bit.

"I don't! To serve, I will only serve your brother Feng Lixin! Find another woman to serve you!" Xue Luo was too lazy to reward Feng Xinglang with his white eyes.

"But I want you to wait! Until you are comfortable with me!"

Such a romantic night, such a beautiful scenery, were all disturbed by this stubborn woman.

"Dream!" Xue Luo said unwillingly to the man.

In fact, the snowfall at that time was regrettable. In order to chat with this violent man, he put himself in unpredictable danger. It's deeper in the middle of the night, lonely boys and widows, and still in such a remote mountain area ...

If a man is worried, and throws himself in this wilderness, wouldn't Lin Xueluo have to do anything by herself?

"Feng Xinglang, it's too late, let's go home to Feng."

Xue Luo carefully reminded the man. Of course she won't say back to school, isn't that going to death?

"Do not return to Fengjia tonight!" Feng Xinglang's voice was deep, listening to another trick.

"No ... don't go back to Fengjia? Then ... where are you taking me?" Xue Luo's heart beat straight.

"Go watch the sunrise."

"..."

Watch ... watch the sunrise? Good literary proposal! Does this violent man know how to understand life? Enjoy the beauty of nature?

In the dull black eyes of the man, there was calmness. Like a mystery that cannot be guessed, mysterious and deep.

The destination is an observation deck facing the sea.

I heard that someone is investing here to develop the tourism market.

Feng Xinglang parked his car well and didn't get out of the car. He just wanted to adjust his cab seat to be more comfortable.

Then, he suddenly reached over and picked up Xue Luo's body, laying on his own long legs.

Snow fell instinctively, and his muscles would tighten!

Unquestionable majesty!

Feng Xinglang communicated to her with actions: At this moment, you Lin Xueluo is a lamb to be slaughtered. Whether I can kill you or not depends on my mood.

Knowing the current affairs officer is Junjie, Xue Luo only struggled symbolically for a few times. Seeing that Feng Xinglang didn't have any excessive actions, he was half-pushing and leaning into his generous and warm arms. Listen to his powerful heartbeat quietly, one by one!

Men are strong and healthy.

His arms were very secure. But Xue Luo realized it, but only restless.

"Xinglang, do you say your elder brother's body will get better?"

Snowfall is wit and even smarter. She knew it was dangerous to argue and struggle with men at this time.

And saying nothing, in this claustrophobic space, it also breeds a potential risk factor.

Therefore, talking to Feng Xinglang about his elder brother Feng Lixin is undoubtedly the safest. And in a way, it can force him to calm down. Don't do it wisely, sorry for his brother!

"Surely!" The man's resolute voice seemed to come from the back of his throat.

But with him and those who wrapped him, there was deep sadness and silence.

Feeling the sadness of the man, Xue Luo couldn't bear to continue this topic.

Xue Luo no longer asked anything, and the two were just lovingly converted. Listening to the rushing waves and sniffing each other's breath.

Years are so quiet!

The world was so quiet, and even the roaring waves followed.

At this moment in Xue Luo's heart, there are many reasons why, and many reasons why he should question the pensive man in front of him, but after all, Xue Luo still did not ask all the questions.

It is said that the moon will cause trouble, and the sound of the roaring waves will cause trouble.

Xue Luo was unwilling to think about why he would acquiesce in the embrace of a man; he also did not analyze himself, such an embrace is morally immoral!

And now, Xue Luo just obeyed his heart, immersed in the warm and embracing embrace of this moment.

Listen to the heartbeat of a man, close the door of time, and be a lover for a moment.

Something was feather-like, sliding across her cheeks, her auricles, her neck, and ... her lips!

He opened his lips slightly, and stuck the snow-fall cherry-colored lips with his clear lips, like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit and holding her tightly in his arms.

Green astringent is green, but the taste is sweet!

There is still temperature on the lips ...

The temperature of each other!

Such tenderness, such honey, really make Xue Luo yearn.

For a moment, this gentle man treated himself became a deity who saved her soul.

Let Xue Luo forget whether to resist or not.

Dreamlike!

In the hallucinations, Xue Luo whimpered softly, first thinking that she was in the calm water, but was slowly waved by a gentle external force for a while, and slowly drowned her.

For Xue Luo, it was a dull pain with fullness;

For Feng Xinglang, it is a refreshing sense of wrap!

"Are you okay?" The tenderness sounded like a question, suddenly far and near, the gentleman was a little unreal.

"I'm fine."

Snow fell felt uncomfortable, but it was not uncomfortable. After it seemed uncomfortable, it was especially sweet.

"You ... you continue."

Is this your voice? Certainly not! So embarrassed by words, she couldn't say it!

So, it must be dreaming!

"I am tired."

"Well ... just fine, be nice."

In the end, tiredness overcame everything, and Xue implementation fainted in support. Feng Xinglang was also exhausted, lazily stroking Xueluo's slippery body, and hugged her unconscious more tightly.

******

The morning on the seaside is beautiful.

The vast and boundless blue ocean, waves constantly rushing, hitting the rocks, screaming loudly, spraying with white foam.

When Xue Luo woke up from that unreal dream, Wandao Jinguang had jumped out of the Haiping line and broke the cool atmosphere.

The man was no longer with him, and the pajamas worn out of the school barely covered the young body.

The naughty morning light penetrated into the car window and saw the beauty of the woman enough.

Xue Luo's white face was ashamed. Maybe she didn't even dream of dreaming: Conservative herself, even in the car with men ...

Isn't this the shock in the legend?

Xue Luo covered her face, feeling that her face was really impossible!

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, how much more depraved are you? Did he sleep with that man in the car?

Obviously should be rejected! What about your own sanity? What about your own moral values? Was it all thrown into Java?