Chapter 355: What you have in your belly is just extra rotten meat!

Snow fell quietly sitting in the corner of the room.

Because of a strong collision last night, his forehead was also bruised and swollen; his hands were scratched off of the surface skin to protect the little girl under the seat belt, and became flesh and blood.

Fortunately, Xue Luo did everything in vain, and the little boy in his stomach was safe.

Just temporary security.

That night, the snow fell in the middle of the night, and it was only in the morning that he stumbled for a while.

When she heard the tapping of high heels outside the room door, she instinctively sat upright.

When she saw Lan Yuyou, the whole heart hung in the air!

Instinctively, she used both hands to protect her belly.

"Lin Xueluo, let's meet again! Glad to meet you in this place!"

Lan Youyou's beautiful face was full of smiles. She was really happy to see Lin Xueluo here. Because at this moment Lin Xueluo has undoubtedly become her prisoner.

Judging by the humidity in the room, it should be in the basement. It's also a basement near the sea.

There are so many mistakes, Xue Luo has been silent.

The unnatural grin on Lan Youyou's face made Xue Luo feel panic. She knew that Lan Youyou's suffocation was more aggressive than Feng Xinglang's evil man.

Where is that man now? How is he Their mother and son really need him now!

"Lin Xueluo, your hand ... cover your stomach? Is your stomach hurting?"

Lan Youyou's eyes fell on the hands of Xue Luo instinct to protect her belly. The back of her hand had been taken off the skin by a seat belt, bloody, and looked a little horrifying.

Lan Youyou reached out and wanted to drag Xueluo's hand, Xueluo's instinct turned sideways.

"My stomach doesn't hurt! Yoyo, thank you for your kindness!"

"Why doesn't it hurt? You lied to me again, didn't you? You always lied to me so much and made me happy ..."

Lan Youyou speaks of Yang Fengyin, every sentence is like the tip of a knife scattered between the skin and the meat.

"My stomach doesn't really hurt! I'm fine!"

Xue Luo was afraid inside. She was afraid that Lan Youyou would be mad when she knew she was pregnant. Lan Youyou in the madness was even more suffocated. She will hurt the little girl in her stomach.

"Oh, really?"

Lan Youyou deliberately reached out and patted in a frightening way on Xue Luo's arm holding her stomach tightly.

Xue Luo almost conditionedly arched her body slightly, avoiding Lanyou to reach out and touch her belly.

"Hey, it's so serious ... Is there a secret in it?"

Lan Youyou was intimidated by words and actions.

"No! Lan Youyou, I know you feel bad ... but I still hope you can listen to me explain."

Xue Luo decided to divert the topic in order to divert Lan Youyou's attention from his stomach.

Xue Luoben was unwilling to explain anything to Lan Youyou, she knew the reason for getting more and more dark. But at this moment, Xue Luo had to use other topics to divert Lanyou's attention.

"To shut up!"

Lan You yelled back, followed by a slamming sound and a slap in the face of Xue Luo's cheek.

Xue Luo was pale, and his bloodstained cheeks were immediately struck with fingerprints.

"Lin Xueluo, you are a mean woman! Do you think I will still believe you? You lied to me so many times, and you want to repeat the tricks? You really treat me stupid!"

Lan Youyou in madness is scary and cruel.

She dragged a long, smooth, black hair across the snow, and smashed it against the wall.

Snow fell without notice, and Lan Youyou tugged her hair on the wall fiercely; again and again! For the third time, Xue Luo pushed hard and shoved Lan Youyou away from herself, regardless of her aching hair.

Lan Youyou shivered, and was supported by the back of Xing Sanxian in order to stabilize her body.

And on her hand, there was a little long hair torn from the snow falling head.

Snowfall is even more embarrassing. The left half of the face was already dripping with blood and was flowing down the cheeks.

"Lan Youyou, whether you believe it or not, I only knew a few days ago that the person I was married to was Feng Xinglang! I am also a victim!"

The snow fell growling low, panting the rough gas in his mouth.

"Hehe ... hehehehe, Lin Xueluo, you have eaten leopard gall, and dare to lie to me when you die?"

Lan Youyou shrugged off her messy haircut in disgust, and said spitefully, "It's been more than three months since the Ono in your stomach?"

As soon as Lan Youyou said this, Xue Luo became nervous.

"You ... how do you know?"

She even concealed An An and Feng Xinglang. Why would Lan Youyou know?

Only Dr. Jin knew about her pregnancy!

Snowfall is certain: Dr. Jin, even Feng Xinglang and Feng Lixin, would not tell Lan Youyou.

"Because I installed the tracker in your bitch's bag! And I also went to the north of the city and the hospital! Lin Xueluo, what else do you have to say about this bitch?"

"Lan Youyou, you, did you even put a tracker in my bag? You are really terrible!"

Xueluo did not expect Lan Youyou to be so shameless in addition to being angry and manic.

"I'm bad? Oh, no matter how bad I am, it's better than you secretly pregnant with Aaron's child!"

Lan Youyou raised her hand and wanted to slap on Xue Luo, but she could see Xue Luo's bloodied face, and she opened her hand in disgust.

"Lin Xueluo, do you think you can give birth to Alan's child sneakily?"

Lan Youyou laughed, and smiled somberly, the laughter made people scary.

Xue Luo instinctively moved his body, "Lan Youyou, what do you want to do?"

"What are you so nervous about? Your belly is nothing more than a piece of extra carrion!"

Lan Youyou said, while pulling out a sharp, cold dagger from Xing San's body.

"Lan Youyou, I forbid you to touch the child in my belly!"

The snow fell low and instinctively raised the folding chair next to her. She wanted to make a desperate resistance with Lan Youyou.

"Lin Xueluo, you are so cheap!"

Looking at the blood in front of her face, and holding a chair to the desperate snowfall, Lanyou smiled ironically.

"Do you think Feng Xinglang cares about you, and this little **** in your stomach?"

After Lan Youyou's sarcasm, he asked himself.

"You are just a poor and sad bait that Feng Xinglang throws to my righteous father! In fact, Feng Xinglang knew that there would be an ambush on the way to Bai Gongguan!"

"You ... what do you mean?"

Xue Luo didn't believe Lan Youyou's words, let alone envelopes Xinglang would throw their mother and son to Hetun for bait.