It wasn't until the rushed into the elevator and saw the elevator that closed the door and slowly descended, that the snow fell, and the thoughts of tension could not be relieved.
As if after a death, Xue fell into the elevator all of a sudden.
To cry without tears, just panting!
You're still alive? Xue Luo really thought he would die under the tenderness of that violent man.
Xue Luo really couldn't figure out where the man was so suffocated! Is it just because you ‘killed’ the little boy in your stomach that year?
Is it hypocritical?
Since she cares so much about the little girl she is pregnant with, why did she get out of a daughter with Lan Youyou in just one year?
How dare you show your heartache?
That's enough!
As soon as Xue Luo got out of the elevator, she was pulled into a darkness by a man in a corner of the blind spot of the corridor monitoring. The speed of the attackers made Xue Luo have no time to resist.
Feng Xinglang climbed the stairs and chased the snow. It can be judged from the elevator door that has just been closed that Lin Xueluo should have just come out of the elevator not long.
Fengxing Langjian rushed out without finding any figure of Lin Xueluo in the community.
That idiot woman ran so fast?
Seems unlikely! She couldn't be faster than he was. But how can a woman disappear when she disappears?
Feng Xinglang realized that Lin Xueluo might still be hiding in the corridor, and returned to look for it.
At the same time, a luxurious and stable Audi R8 rushed out of the community instantly and leapt away on the asphalt road.
Xue Luo didn't expect Xing XII to appear in the corridor of the community. She had just taken her by surprise, thinking that Feng Xinglang's unkempt man was intrigued and wanted to ambush her.
"Twelve? Why are you here?"
Xue Luo asked panting. From time to time, he glanced back at the car in horror. She was in fear of whether Feng Xinglang followed.
Without Xing Shiliang's guidance, it goes without saying that Xue Luo will certainly not escape Feng Xinglang's palm.
Xing Shiren did not answer quickly, but took off his black coat and threw it to Lin Xueluo.
"Put on, your clothes are broken like that."
Xing Zhuang stared straight ahead without squinting.
Only then did Xue Luo realize that his chest was already disheveled and cool. I was just nervous about trying to escape, so I didn't notice it.
Xue Luo immediately put on Xing Twelve's coat and concealed a scene of his waist.
Embarrassing, it's still a little bit. However, Xue Luo only regarded Xing Shiliang as his elder brother Lin Nuo, so he was not so embarrassed.
"Is your righteous father asking you to come to me?"
Actually Xueluo wants to ask: How do you know that I am here? Follow her?
"Not all! My righteous father doesn't care about where you go. It's just that fifteen troubles are at stake, and his righteous father is so entangled by him, so let me come out to find you."
Xing Twelve is telling the truth. Hetun really didn't care where Lin Xue went, whether he would go back tonight. He just needs Linuo's child in his hands. In other words, Xueluo has no use value for Hetun. Because Xue Luo was the mother of a small fifteen, Hetun now only provided her with food and shelter for free.
In fact, when it comes to utilization value, snow fall is not completely absent. At least Hetun can use her to control Xiaoshi's code of conduct.
"Nuo Nuo had trouble with your righteous father again? Didn't your righteous father ... didn't hit him?"
Xue Luo asked impatiently.
"Even if they can fight, they won't really fight! The key little thing is not afraid of being beaten!" Xing Shiliang said indifferently.
Repulse Bay.
In the large Linhai villa, an old child and a young child are arguing.
"Father, you can do it. Let me go out and find Mommy. My Mommy is so beautiful that it's easy to recruit bad people."
When the little guy sees that it is hard, he softens with Hetun.
"Isn't Old Twelve already looking out? You wait for me obediently! Otherwise ..."
Hetun said with a loud voice, "Hello you!"
But I didn't think that the little guy wouldn't take Hetun's "you" at heart at all.
He walked straight to Hetun and slammed the small P-shares towards him:
"Hit! Let me go out to find Mommy after I've had fun!"
"Since you are so demanding ... then I really hit!"
He Tun rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. That upright and healthy figure outlines the 60-year-old Hetun very young.
"Hit! Anyway, hitting my P shares and hurting your heart!"
The little guy raised the small P shares higher.
This small thing made the hand held by Hetun stiffened in the air. He paused for a while before laughing.
"Small thing, are you going to be refined, right? Unfortunately, hitting your P shares will not hurt my heart!"
Hetun's big palm still fell on the little guy's P shares, but it was significantly lighter.
If it really hits, it is estimated that the little guy's ironed P shares can be broken by Hetun.
Xue Luo was glad that his son Lin Nuo was clever. In the confrontation with Hetun, small things became more and more brave and scheming.
"Mr. Xing, I'm back. Sorry, it's a mess for you."
In front of Hetun, Xueluo has always been respectful. She rarely goes against Hetun because of her own affairs.
"Mum, mum ..."
After seeing Mommy's return safely, the little guy hurriedly rushed over. But Xue Luo did not return his son Lin Nuo with a big hug as usual.
"Fifteen, talk with your righteous father. Mommy goes back to the bathroom to the bathroom."
Xue Luo hurriedly walked towards his room, and did not go to hug his son who ran over.
Stuck for a moment by Mummy's neglect, the little guy stared at Xing Shiren unhappyly.
"Old twelve, have you bullied my mummy?"
"Do you have evidence?"
"Yes! My mum came back in your clothes!"
"..."
"Yifu, you don't care about Lao Twelve, he bullied my mommy!" The little guy who couldn't beat Xing Shier could only ask Hetun for help.
"Your mummy was bullied by your dad! It is estimated that she was bitten and bleeding from her stomach!"
When Xing Twelve saw that Xiao Xiao was going to frame him, he had to tell the truth.
As soon as the little kid was bitten and bleeding, she immediately ran away and ran towards her room.
In the bathroom, Xue Luo was wiping blood on his stomach.
I have to say that Xing Shiliang really pays attention to details. Especially this **** detail.
Xue Luo was sore in pain. Blood was spilled on the belly, on the left rib, and on the thin soft tip on the left. And that spotty tooth print ...
"Feng Xinglang, you are a big bastard! Are you a **** dog? You have such a heavy mouth!"
Xue Luo could not wait to give the man a thousand swords.
"Mummy, open the door ... open the door! Let your dear son see how you are hurt, does it matter?"