Chapter 125 Do You Want to Kiss Me?

Feng Xinglang said leisurely, his expression so charming that the woman was fascinated and moved.

"..." Only then did Xueluo realize that she had been tricked by this man. Suddenly his face turned red.

This man is really too bad. Inadvertently, she fell into his trap and was tricked by him skillfully.

"Mr. Feng, your chopsticks and bowl." Yuan Duoduo carefully placed the bowl and chopsticks in Feng Xinglang's hand.

"Thank you." Feng Xinglang picked up his chopsticks and went straight to the point and took his chopsticks towards the plate of braised pork. But the meat he picked up was not put into his mouth, but put into Xueluo's bowl, "Eat more meat. It will feel better if you are fatter."

Xueluo was so embarrassed and speechless by Feng Xing's unbridled words: "Just argue with him, it's undoubtedly trying to please others." Because Feng Xinglang has become the focus of the cafeteria, especially the female students, who are talking about him and paying attention.

The only thing Xueluo could do was to bury her head in eating and reduce her sense of existence. After eating, hurry up and leave. Now she wished she could find a place to escape.

Seeing Xueluo eating obediently, Feng Xinglang stopped teasing her.

Probably because he was very hungry, Feng Xinglang ate a little vigorously, but his dignity remained the same. Therefore, appearance is very important.

Feng Xinglang suddenly stopped eating and pressed the other end of the chopsticks against his stomach while holding his breath.

"Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Duoduo noticed that Feng Xinglang seemed to be suppressing some pain.

"Oh, I ate too fast, my stomach hurts a little." Feng Xinglang responded calmly.

Stomachache? Xueluo's movements froze: she knew that Feng Xinglang had stomach pain. I forget to eat when I start working. Because of the eldest young master Feng Lixin's illness, Feng Xinglang had to postpone GK's work to the evening. In most cases, he has to take care of Feng Lixin during the day and is busy with the group's affairs at night.

"Mr. Feng, are you in severe pain? Do you need to go to the infirmary?" Yuan Duoduo asked with concern.

"It's okay! I can't die!" Feng Xinglang said solemnly and continued to eat.

But Xueluo's heart felt a real pain.

Inadvertently, Feng Xinglang glanced at Xueluo, who had been immersed in eating. It seemed that the woman didn't show any nervousness about his stomachache, let alone feel distressed.

Still feeling a bit disappointed, Feng Xinglang just gave Xueluo another piece of braised pork and did not question him.

Before the meal was finished, Feng Xinglang was urged to leave by a phone call.

Looking at the man's tall and straight back, Xueluo suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Duoduo, please clean up today. I'll come tomorrow. I'm leaving first."

Xueluo did not chase Feng Xinglang, but took a small path and quickly left the canteen.

In the parking space outside the school gate, Feng Xinglang had just started his hot black Ferrari when he saw a young and energetic figure running after his sports car in the rearview mirror.

Lin Xueluo?

What is this woman chasing after? Could it be that she wanted to scold him for coming to her school to pester her to have lunch together.

Feng Xinglang's time was precious, but he still stopped the sports car that had just started and rolled down the window.

"Hurry, open... open your mouth!" Xueluo finally caught up, panting and lying on the window of the cab, breathing heavily.

Why did you stop the car? Waiting for a woman to catch up and scold you? Is this the rhythm of active masochism?

Feng Xinglang pursed his lips seductively.

It's just that the woman caught up to him and asked him to 'open his mouth'. What kind of fun is this?

"You asked me to open my mouth? Do you want to kiss me?" Feng Xinglang's charming smile showed a different kind of charm.

"..." Xueluo was really convinced by this man. Any words, even normal words, could make him think in that direction.

However, when the man opened his arrogant and charming lips, Xueluo had already used quick eyes and quick hands to stuff a pill he picked out into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

"What?" Feng Xinglang frowned and instinctively wanted to spit out the pill.

But Xueluo tightly covered his mouth with her hands, "Don't spit it out! These are 'Daxi' aluminum magnesium carbonate tablets, used to relieve your acute stomach pain."

Feng Xinglang's heart was suddenly comforted by the woman's words. It turned out that this woman was running after her car out of breath just to give herself stomach medicine? He stared deeply into the woman's eyes sideways, and more unclear feelings arose.

"Put the rest of the medicine in the storage box by yourself. If your stomach hurts again, take one. But this medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause. It can only relieve the pain but cannot cure your stomach problem. When you go back in the evening, ask Dr. Jin I'll give you some stomach medicine..."

Before the words could be fully finished on the woman's red lips, Feng Xinglang suddenly leaned forward, grabbed the back of Xueluo's head and pushed her into the car, then sealed her red lips tightly.

Feng Xinglang roughly opened Xueluo's teeth, thrust his tongue in and stirred her tongue, stirring and sucking her mouth wantonly. A deep kiss that smelled of tobacco and medicine occupied Xueluo. Breathe!

Forcing her nose and lungs to be filled with the smell of his Feng Xinglang! A powerful, unforgettable scent!

He ran out of oxygen and was forced to part his lips. Xueluo's face was already red with embarrassment.

Xueluo was angry and annoyed when she gave him some medicine and was treated so rudely and frivolously by this man.

Isn't this too shameless? This man can't be saved.

After being freed, Xueluo immediately ran away like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Touching his lips gently: there is still the smell of that devilish man on it. The smell of spicy tobacco, with the powdery touch of pills being dissolved by oral liquid, still lingers on the tip of the nose and mouth.

Are you going crazy? Such a nostalgic kiss from a man? no, I can not. I don't like that man at all! Violent and shameless, how could she, Lin Xueluo, fall in love with such a man!

So is it my lips and tongue that are nostalgic, or my soul?

Xueluo didn't dare to delve into it in detail. A heart that is already in chaos.

In the dormitory, the distracted Xueluo almost bumped into Yuan Duoduo who was about to go out.

"Xueluo, where have you been? You ran so fast, and my legs are not as sharp as yours, right?" Yuan Duoduo complained.

"Oh, I...I went to the canteen." Xueluo hesitated.

"I thought you were going after Feng Xinglang!" Yuan Duoduo responded casually.

Suddenly Yuan Duoduo noticed something strange about Xueluo, "Xueluo, what happened to your lips? It seems like hematoma."

"Ah? Really?" Xueluo said in panic, licking her lips instinctively. The salty saliva stimulated the hematoma and made it even more painful.

"See for yourself." Yuan Duoduo picked up the mirror on the desk and held it up to Xueluo.

Only then did Xueluo realize that her innocent lower lip had been chewed out with bloody marks by that man!