Sure enough, the door to the basement was open.
Snowfall is sharp. After all, he spent five years by the old and treacherous Hetun. He Tun's behavior style, she still knows a little.
Will Hetun have such a good heart? Anyone she goes in to visit Feng Xinglang?
Maybe as soon as she goes in, Xing Ba will lock her in the basement together with Feng Xinglang!
As a result, Xue Luo began to linger in the living room again.
Do you go in or not?
Xue Luo felt that his mind could not be calmed down. The whole person was wrapped in a dry body, and there was no way out.
It seemed that her heart had been taken away by the man in the basement!
Really as Xing Ba said: Feng Xinglang is just playing with himself?
Is he necessary?
This is totally incompatible with Feng Xinglang's style! He cannot show weakness to one person, especially not to their mother and child!
In front of Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang has always been strong, arbitrary, and exclusive.
How could Xueluo associate Feng Xinglang with the bitter drama of "bitter flesh count".
Lin Xueluo was plagued by layers of unexplained dryness. Twenty minutes later, Xue Luo took out a food tray from the kitchen with black glutinous rice porridge and bacon rolls that men loved.
Xue Luo thought so: even a stranger, she couldn't watch starving to death, didn't she?
Not to mention that the man in the basement is still the son's father!
Snowfall can't be ignored!
Besides, hasn't Xing Ba allowed her to go in to visit Feng Xinglang? He should not dare to disobey Hetun's orders.
And even if she was really locked into the basement, her son Lin Nuo's cleverness and ingenuity would surely find a way to get her out. Snow fell more and more found: the ability of his son Lin Nuo to hold Hetun increased in a straight line!
Xing Ba did not leave the villa, but hid in a hidden place, watching Lin Xueluo's arduous ideological struggle.
Then he watched Lin Xue step into the door step by step, and Xing Ba left.
It seems that I went to my place to get something.
As fast as ghosts.
At every step of the snow fall, she almost looked back and looked at her for a moment, and when she saw that the door was motionless and not closed, she entered the basement carefully.
The basement was really dim. The light from the entrance cannot shine into the small dark room at the inner corner.
I couldn't adapt to the gloomy snowfall for a while, I could only fumble to turn on the wall lamp in the passage. She has been here several times and has lived several times. Not a light car, at least not too strange.
Feng Xinglang was still in the iron fence. He lay sideways on the narrow plank, as if asleep.
The snow fell without disturbing the man. After staring deeply, he placed the food tray in his hand on the ground outside the iron fence.
The gap in the iron fence was enough for a man to stretch his arm to take food one by one.
Xue Luo wanted to say something to the man, but didn't know where to start.
Don't leave yourself thinking about it anymore.
But from beginning to end, Xue Luo never regretted that he had loved this man deeply!
A man is an excellent, even a handsome man. And his handsomeness seemed to be infected with black mandala-like venom: the floral fragrance was light and elegant, but it was fatal!
Xueluo thought: She has loved so deeply once in her life, it is enough for her to be impressed for life!
Although he was still the legal wife of this man, Xueluo felt that he never had this man! Even if it is only one day, one hour.
Xue Luo did not know if she would encounter a new love in her future life, but she knew that if she wanted to erase this man from the depth of her memory, she might use up her life.
Just as Xue Luo turned around and left, a rapid noise came, and the man on the board rushed towards her like a cheetah; his arms reached out the iron fence and caught the snow falling Wrist.
Xue Luo's heartbeat was almost half a beat slow. This man always gives her a different 'surprise'.
"Come here, come and chat with me for a little longer."
This is the purpose of Feng Xinglang's prison. It only took him a long night to wait for the woman. Would he let her go?
"Feng Xinglang, try to get out of here as soon as possible ..."
Xue Luo greeted the man's deep eyes, with mixed flavors in his heart.
"Why do you feel bad for me?"
Feng Xinglang smiled with a lip, "I know you can't bear me! You still love me!"
"..." Xue Luo really wanted to slap a man. Let him know: Narcissism is too much, it will be annoying! .
"I just don't want to make Nono see you as a prisoner! Nono is still young. Give him some good memories!"
After speaking, Xue Luo was astonished: his son has already been abandoned by his relative, Feng Xinglang, will his memory be better?
"I won't leave ... unless you and Nono agree to go with me!"
Feng Xinglang kept holding Xue Luo's wrist tightly to keep her from struggling to leave.
"Feng Xinglang, it's boring!"
Xue Luo sneered, "Do you want to take our mother and son back to Fengjia and then abandon our mother and son severely for the third time?"
After waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Xue Luo hurriedly added: "Since you can't give our mother and son a stable living environment, why not get together and let go for our mother and son to find a peaceful and peaceful life?"
"Feng Xinglang! I'm too lazy to tell you more! You love being a prisoner, that's your own business."
Even though he had decided to break with the man, Xue Luo still couldn't calm his heart.
"Let go! Don't let go anymore, I shout!"
Xue Luo was struggling hard, squealing on the iron fence with the handcuffs of Feng Xinglang's wrist.
But Feng Xinglang took Xue Luo's body forward, and looped around her waist all at once: she moved in from the hem of the sweater, spread her palms over her belly.
"Does it still hurt?"
Wherever a man's palm covers, more than half a month ago he gave birth to a small life he shared with her.
It's a pity that neither he nor the woman could hope for the birth of small things, and they died silently!
"Of course it hurts!"
Xue Luo coldly replied to the man, "It hurts a bit! Only then will I remember: how shameless it is to let a man sleep on his own body! This is the lesson of blood, the price of blood!"
Snow fell on sneer at himself, and also satirized men.
"How terrible? We are husbands and wives, who are licensed to work! How can we say" I don't know integrity "?"
The woman's anger fell in Feng Xinglang's eyes, and she was full of pain.