Chapter 482: A man's smile is dangerous!

He obviously didn't want to blame this man. But whenever he heard this man humiliating himself, Xue Luo couldn't help but hit the man.

"Sell it all? It's better to sell it to me! Our husband and wife are together, and the price I pay must be better than others!"

The only reason left is gone, and all that remains is Xue Luo's strong fury that provoked the men.

Feng Xinglang deceived the whole person, and the messy half-wobbled half-sucked Xueluo's cheek; Xueluo felt that the capillaries under the surface layer of his skin were almost spilled by the man.

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard!"

Xue Luo really couldn't stand Feng Xinglang's behavior for her. What is he when she is, can he vent his angry punching bag at will?

Feng Xinglang's physique is not a petite woman Xue Xue can compete with. Suddenly she was suppressed by Feng Xinglang on the wall.

The man arched in front of her in a mess, as if to clean her clothes.

"Feng Xinglang, you lunatic, what are you doing?"

Xue Luo certainly wouldn't condone such an invasion of Feng Xinglang; while the man was buried, she bit her back on his earlobe.

Precisely, Xue Luo was not intentional, but was stimulated by Feng Xinglang's almost crazy behavior.

Men's earlobe is quite sensitive.

At that time, Feng Xinglang only wanted to punish the woman's wanton provocation, and did not want to go any further. After all, this is in a tea restaurant. Although there is no visitor, Feng Xinglang does not like to do some very secret things in strange places.

But the bite of snow falling on his earlobe really inspired him as a man. Primitive instinct.

What's more, Feng Xinglang is still a normal man who has suppressed for five years! In the face of snow falling, the excitement in his body was ignited again.

There is an indescribable excitement that instantly spreads from the bite of the ear lobe to all corners of the body, and waves of emotions are more than wave.

It seems that Xue Luo also felt that his mouth was really not a place. Because she obviously felt the man's physique pressing on her body abnormally trembled slightly. Although the action is not very large, Xue Luo felt it!

See it too!

Feng Xinglang looked at his own eyes with a different look. That kind of gaze, like a high-precision scanner, starts with snow falling on the cheek and slowly stares down.

Under such a stare, Xue Luo felt her skin getting hot, orderly and regular.

"Feng, Feng Xinglang ... sorry, yes ... you bit me first. I, I'm just legitimate defense."

As soon as the words came out, Xue Luo felt that he was really clumsy.

What do you say and do? This is exactly to add to the paintings!

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, why are you so guilty of missing your eyes in front of this man!

As a result, Xue Luo saw the seductive smile slowly expanding on the face of the man Jun, slowly hooking his lips.

A man's smile is dangerous!

Because Xue Luo seemed to have met such a smile as Feng Xinglang.

Women will be emotional because of love; so when a man loves her, she will be particularly unforgettable.

Especially when this man is a man she loves so much, she can't forget to look like a man.

It seems to have been imprinted in the depths of Xue Luo's soul. It can never be erased or forgotten.

At the moment, the man's hands had covered Xueluo's belly, which used to be the place where Xueluo most yearned for the man's palm; now, Xueluo was afraid of such touch. She was afraid that the man would lose control again.

"Lin Xueluo, I'll let you conceive a child again ... How's it going?"

Feng Xinglang's words brought a strong banditry, and a band of cruel violent gas.

"Feng, Feng Xinglang, you ... you calm down. You ... don't you have a daughter called Lan Tuanyou with Lanyouyou ... you should love her very much. You, let me go."

The sound of snow falling began to tremble. Because she felt Feng Xinglang's abnormality. The depressed mood seemed to erupt in an instant.

Just one fuse!

"Let you go? Oh, I can't let myself go, how can I let you go? Don't you want to give me a baby?"

Feng Xinglang's words have brought magic. And he himself is already trapped in his magical thinking and cannot extricate himself.

"Feng Xinglang, everything is over. You already have your own life, your own daughter, why are you fighting against me!"

Snow fell as low as possible. She wanted to persuade Feng Xinglang, who had become increasingly enchanted, to calm down.

"Do you want to go through it again? Because I want to see with my own eyes: how a woman poisoned her own flesh and blood and peeled it from her own body little by little."

Feng Xinglang's words made Xue Luo's entire person tremble and tremble.

She became scared.

‘吭 啷 啷…’ is the sound of metal handcuffs hitting the wall.

Only then did Xue Luo feel that his left hand was still handcuffed; connected with the man's right hand.

When dull, Xue Luo was turned over by Feng Xinglang, so that she faced the window and turned her back.

The connected handcuffs circled Xueluo's body; it facilitated Feng Xinglang's movements, but he restrained Xueluo's resistance.

The next second, Xue Luo felt the sudden coldness of her half body behind her, but she was unable to move by the window.

The window is right at the waist, and the magical figure of Xue Luo will not be exposed at all.

Behind him, there was also Fengxinglang's cashmere windbreaker covering it.

Xue Luo wanted to resist, to scream, to smash the window with her fist, Feng Xinglang's fierce occupation, so painful that Xue Luo couldn't even speak. Breath and heartbeat were instantly stopped.

Shencheng's winter is not cold. Not even half a snowflake can be seen all winter.

But the snow fell at this moment, and it felt as if it had fallen into the abyss. After five years, she still has a clean and authentic taste.

So when Feng Xinglang was frivolous, it hurt especially.

That kind of pain is an inexplicable pain.

It hurt her body and mind together!

Feng Xinglang was not comfortable. He also hurts. But physical pain is a good cure for mental pain.

Therefore, his soul is comfortable.

Although such comfort is based on the pain of falling snow.

Teeth pierced deep in her lips, and Xue Luo endured the torture imposed by Feng Xinglang.

On the second floor of the huge tea restaurant, there were no visitors, only Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo.

Tightly snuggled together, the sturdy back from under the Fengxinglang cashmere trench coat looked as if they were one for two.

I could hardly see the petite snowfall, nor could she see that she was enduring the pain of being ashamed somewhere.